Chapter 15 Messenger

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I dream that sometimes that Joe has found me, and he is watching me, but I can't find him. Don't know where he is at though. But I have the feeling that he is here. Shadows, curtains moving when nobody is there. A figure moving, fingers tapping. Maybe I'm just losing my mind. Not till I saw him sitting, in Adam's chair.  Smoking.

"You know Alena...I was sent over here for a favor for Joseph, but, I just can't waste you."
"Waste me?" I whisper, wondering what he is talking about. He turns to face me. He is beautiful. Like a god, green eyes, blonde hair, looks about two years younger than me. So attractive. I bite my bottom lip.

He walks up to me and cup my face with one hand, the other he uses to tug on my bottom lip to stop me from bitting it more. "Yes a waste. You are too beautiful, and I never let looks get in my way with money or business. In this case it's business." He doesn't look real.

I'm so dumb stuck, that I don't even realize that he broke into my home, Adam's home as in a favor for Joe. And I let this man touch my face, standing close to me, our lips only 1 inch away. He licks his lips. "Why-why are you h-here"

My voice is shaky, broken. But I'm not scared. I've been waiting for death for about my whole life. Waiting the day I'm going to die. When I know how to defend myself,  I don't. If I can't do it now, what happens when I meet up with Joe?

"I've been sent to give you a message, beat the leaving hell out of you till you understand that you won't make it, if you just don't come back home....but I can't,  so I'll give you the benefit of the doubt." A pause.

"Message is you have 48 hours till you have to meet up with Joe. He wanted a more nice to see you again look, so it's in the club you guys had ya'll first kiss...so...gross.

If you don't show up, your friend Adam Smith...won't make it out alive...yes we, he got him. I don't know how, and why but I see the way he looks at you, he loves you. So go. Kill Joseph, and get your man. Because we all had enough of him."

He leans in and kisses me softly on the lips. Once, twice, three time. I didn't move. I was stuck. Confuse. Scared. Sad. Joe has Adam. I'm all alone. This man I bearly know kissed me, and walked out. Before he left he put something in my hand.

Didn't read it till two hours later from still standing and staring at the door. I unfold it and read

Don't be afraid, bring as much back up as you can. You are the only one that can break him and stop him. My name is Eric, thanks for the kiss. Xoxo  203 977 4555 call me when your done with Joseph, and dump Adam. But if not friends will do.
     ~Eric

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