Athena owns and runs a beauty salon downtown. One day she started receiving random calls and texts from an unknown number.
At first, she brushed it off until they became threats and her best friend, Bethany, urges her to file a police report.
What...
I had to wait so long for her to show up in my life. For so long, I have watched from afar but the last few weeks I can't handle being away from her anymore.
After seven years ago and my last love left town, I thought my urges left with her. To my surprise when another love came in.
Well they never completely went away since I have been doing the same since my first love left. Just none of the others were as strong or fun, it was just trying to get someone to love me. Evidence of them under my porch is that much.
The only problem is once I found my love, timing is a asshat because I already got a girlfriend. My girlfriend has not been able to satifsy my needs and when I am between her legs all I can think about is my love just to get off.
I hold my love so close but at arms length. I can't hurt her but I need her to see she is meant to be with me. Maybe if she will just come to me and my girlfriend see that my love is with me it will make it easier for her to let go.
My life has been a unending cycle of living two lives in one. The one I truly want is with my love but she has been to stubborn.
With a snap I finally started calling her and sending her messages. But my love has been playing hard and ignoring me everytime. How can it be so hard that she doesn't feel a pull to me.
I work so hard to make sure I have enough money for her to where I can support her. I never want my love to be on her feet all day.
Why must my love be like the last one seven years ago? They both are strong willed. I hate myself for running my first love off and now I want to make this love right.
Walking into my job, I go through the day with nothing but typing away on the keyboard. Bordom sets in after the first thirty minutes but it is easy to do my job and think of my little love Athena.
She fell into my arms literally and figuretively all at the same time. The day she walked right into me out of the grocery store. Just like my first love had done. I was on my way to the grocery store to make my girlfriend dinner that night but find love.
I have taken the same steps and sent her the same first message to her as I done my first love. Hoping she would come running to me but she must have went to the cops.
I guess most people would call it a threat but it is not. If she would just come to me I won't hurt her in anyway.
Since she went to the cops I had to leave her a little message and throw a rock through her window. Hearing her screams set something off deep in me and I find that I thoroughly enjoy them. She even looked up in my direction after a few seconds, but it was like she never in truly seen me.
All I have done so far is push her to some cop. It makes anger boil through me because she should be seeking me out not him. I am right in front of her but she has never looked at me the way I have her.
There has been times I spoke with her but she never seems to know it is me.
Right at the end of my shift, I printed out every picture I have taken of her with the phone I been messaging her with. There is only one last thing I can do for my love before I have to start truly hurting her.
Never wanting it to come to this but if she doesn't do something to talk to me and be with me then I will have to leave her with scars. Just like how she has left me with ignoring me, only hers will be physical.
"Leaving for the day?" I hear my boss call out.
"Yes. Work is done for the day. All of the memos have been left on your desk from the shift." I nod and grab my file of pictures.
"Hot date there?"
"I just have something special planned for my girl."
"Nothing beats spending time with your girl." My boss smiles.
If only he knew I am juggling two right now. I shake my head and leave the building for the day.
I get home and change my clothes. There is only a few outfits that I will wear when dealing with my love. Both outfits are hidden deep in my closet just so my girlfriend doesn't come across them. Guess that is one thing about my girlfriend, she is not nosey.
Leaving the house I lock the door, making my way to the apartment complex I know Athena lives in. I find her door and use tools to pick the lock.
Seeing all of her belongings placed in a very neat way sends something through me. I walk to her bedroom and get to work, based off her schedule she will be home in just a few short hours. Her car was at the salon so I know it is still safe for me to be here.
With the bedroom done, I walk back out and snoop through her personally items.
Blinding anger courses me when I come across her personal pictures on the table. Pictures of her and her friend lines them all.
My hand swipes out and I start trashing the place in less than twenty minutes. Those pictures should have been of her and I.
I spin and look at what I done. I feel no remorse for this.
It looks like I may have to take a higher step up. Maybe time to get my other residence set up. The one and only place my girlfriend doesn't know I own from my dad. The house I grew up in until he moved away to some retirement home.
At least at the house, I can sit Athena down and talk to her to see my way of things. Just getting ahold of her is the thing since lately she seems to always be with someone.
If I see her with that guy once more I just may break.
A/N--- Hey Hey Guys!!!
So this is something very different seeing the thoughts of the suspect!
Who is hating?
Anyone think they know who this person could be?
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