𝙻𝚘𝚟𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚒𝚜 𝚊 𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚖𝚎

Chapter 36

Stacey's POV

Tommy's been acting strange lately. And the guy who's calling him every day is getting on my nerves. If he calls Tommy again I'm gonna pick up the phone. Should I tell Moira about it? Maybe I'm just worried. I should calm down and- OH NOT AGAIN. Tommy looks scared... Who is this guy?
"Tommy, give me the phone. Hello?"
"Hello Stacey. I've waited so long to hear you."
"Who are you?" His voice sounds unreal.
"Oh sorry, You don't know me, but I know you. And I know your sister."
"What do you want?"
"Your death. Sounds evil but it's true. I want you to die. And you're gonna die."
"In your dreams. I'm sure my sister-"
"I don't think your sister's gonna save you this time, Stacey."
"I'll tell her about you and when you end up in jail we'll see who's gonna laugh last."
"Tell your sister about our conversation and you'll die. My buddy can't wait to sharpen his knives and cut your throat."
"You don't scare me. You're another pathetic fool who-"
"I may be pathetic but I'm not a fool, Stacey Adams Lee."
"That's not my name."
"Are you sure, Stacey? Your husband has secrets from you and you don't even noticed."
"You and whoever your buddy is, go to hell."
"I know that place too well already. In fact, that's where I come from. And I come for you and your sister."
Okay that was messed up. Where does this guy know me and Moira from? And what did he mean with calling me Lee?

Where is Tommy? Wait I hear him. He's talking on the phone. Is he talking with Nikki? Tommy thinks it's Nikki who hired this man to torture us. Wait, what? Tommy Lee is his real name? Well I hope it's not a big deal, but he could have told me. Wait, Craig Lee's nephew? Craig Lee... Who was he? Wait, was he the drug dealer who helped Nikki? And the nephew who... OH GOD, THAT'S HIM? TOMMY IS THE NEPHEW. OH GOD, I SHOULD TELL MOIRA. But, he's my husband, I can't- uh oh he saw me. I should run.
"Stacey, what are you doing?"
"Nothing, I just-"
"DON'T LIE TO ME, STACEY. WHAT DID YOU HEAR?"
"Why are you shouting at me? I just-"
"SHUT UP OR-"
"OR WHAT? YOU'RE GONNA CALL NIKKI TO KILL ME? OH NO, I'M GONNA TELL MOIRA THAT YOU'RE CRAIG LEE'S DEAD NEPHEW."
"NO, YOU WON'T DO IT." Oh God, he's got a gun? Tommy why are you doing this?
"Tommy, you don't know what you're doing. Put that gun down."
"YOU WON'T TELL MOIRA ABOUT THIS."
"I won't I promise, please put that gun down."
"YOU'RE NOT GOING ANYWHERE."
"Okay, okay. I won't. Please, put the gun down. Yes, put it down. I'm sorry. I'm not going anywhere. I'm here."
"I love you, Stacey. I'm sorry, I didn't want to-"
"It's okay. I'm here." I have to tell Moira. I don't have a choice. Please God help me.

Now I'm on my way to Moira. I hope she's at home. I left Tommy asleep and I hope he doesn't wake up before I come back. I don't know if someone is following me right now but I don't care. I don't care if I die. I just want Moira to know who Tommy is. I'm not scared of death. I'm scared about Moira. That will affect her really bad. She's gonna be broken. I don't know who are those people but if they have something to do with Nikki oh fuck everything. Nikki really loves Moira doesn't he. Usually he kills women, but Moira is still alive which means he need to kill me in order to satisfy his hunger for murder. To be honest, his criminal record is really bothering Moira. Maybe he does that on purpose? To tease the hell out of her? Damn, instead of being scared for my fucking life I think about their messed up relationship. Maybe if I die they'll be together. Or maybe Moira will stop loving him forever. Whatever happens, I'll support Moira even in grave.

I'm hurt. How could Tommy lie to me about his past? Well, my sister would have arrested him, but it still hurts. At least I'll die tonight. I knew I won't live longer. Maybe that's why I got married that soon and got everything I wanted that fast. Now I'm in front of Moira's house. I hope she's there. I need to see her for the last time. I press the doorbell and... thank God she opened. She's looking like she got no sleep at all. Oh fuck she's got a big case to reveal, I know it.
"Hey, Moira. May I come in?"
"Yes, Stacey. What's the matter?"
"I have something to tell you." Oh no, I'm scared.
"What's wrong, dear?"
"Since last week a strange number has been calling Tommy."
"Really? Is this guy being threatening him?"
"I guess, because he started acting really strange and-"
"Have you talked with this guy?"
"Yes, I have. He knows me. He knows even you."
"What's his name?"
"I don't know. He didn't say it. But he's not alone."
"Did you recognize his voice?"
"No, but it sounded unrealistic."
"Carl Serafino."
"What?"
"That's his name. I'm working on a case and he's been calling random people and kidnap women."
"Kidnap women?" I'm definitely going to die.
"What did he say?"
"He wants me dead."
"No, I won't allow that. You're going to stay here-"
"Wait there's more."
"What?"
"He called me Stacey Adams Lee."
"Lee???"

"When I made my way to Tommy, he was arguing with Nikki on the phone. He thought that Nikki had hired that guy to torture us, but Nikki declined and said he's gonna reveal his real personality. Then Tommy saw me and-"
"And what?"
"He pulled a gun against me."
"THIS SON OF A BITCH. Wait, did you say real personality?"
"He's not Tommy Leopold. He's Tommy Lee. Craig Lee's nephew."
"Fuck, fuck, fuck, FUCK. VINCE WAS RIGHT. AND WHAT DID I DO? I TOTALLY FORGOT ABOUT WHAT HE SAID."
"Moira, please-"
"NO, YOU'RE GONNA DIE. YOU'LL STAY HERE."
"Moira, I have to go."
"No, no, no. You're not going anywhere."
"I'm gonna send you a text message if I need help."
"But-"
"Shh it's okay. I'm doing this for you."
"Stacey, don't... You're gonna die."
"It's for the best. If I see my murderer's face, I'm gonna text you. And you're gonna figure it all out."
"NO, PLEASE. I NEED YOU."
"I'll try my best, don't worry." It's for the best my big sister. Just let me go.