Vinnie
"Vinnie, wake up." I heard faintly. My head shot up, rubbing my eyes. "What's wrong beautiful?" Lyla cuddles more into my chest, an unexpected motion of her leg moving to rest over my lower stomach. She traces my tattoos with her hand, looking over at the clock the time it reads, 7:45am. I look down at the girl cuddlng into my chest, placing my hand on her thigh and the other in her hair.
We had now been dating for a while. Not too long, only around 3 months. Lyla is permanently living with me. She has her own room, but refuses to sleep with out me. "Baby, can you let me use the bathroom?" I whispered to her, nodding her head, she moves her leg off of me, rolling over to the other side. I get up, walking over to the bathroom.
I finish what I needed to do, walking out seeing Lyla laying on my bed, looking straight at me. I kneel down to the ground, moving some hair that fell into her face. She smiled up at me, giving me a kissy face. I grabbed her chin, giving her a light kiss.
I pulled away, picking her up, throwing her over my shoulder. A little scream came out of her, along with her laugh. I walked us down to the kitchen, placing her down on the counter. I stood inbetween her legs, my hands going immediately to her thighs.
As I walk away, a loud but firm knock was placed on my front door. I look back at Lyla, walking towards the door, yanking it open. A tall man stands infront of me, the quiet footsteps of my girlfriend can be heard behind me. "Can I help you?"
Lyla
There's no way he found me.. again. I've changed everything about me but my name. Blocked him on everything, removed myself from the state, and moved across the country. How does he do this? Vinnie looks back at me, confused and worried at the expression of my face. I walk infront of Vinnie, slamming the door and locking it. "Vinnie, call the police. Get the video footage from your front door."
"Baby, what is happening?" He asks me, looking at the video on his laptop. I sigh, taking a picture of his face, he's never changed. The same narcissistic look he's carried with him for years. "Vinnie, remember when I told you about the guy who stalked me for YEARS and wouldn't give up till I kissed him like once?" I said, turning the bar stool to face him. He nods his head, the realization clicks in his head. He walks over to me, resting his hands on my face, kissing me.
"I'll never let him touch you, if he does he's a dead man." I smile, hugging him around his waist.
