𝕝𝕠𝕟𝕕𝕠𝕟 𝕓𝕠𝕪 | joseph quinn

x | teddy bear

CONTENT WARNING: death threats, stalking, blood and other bodily fluids, strong language
feel free to skip this chapter if it makes you uncomfortable
(if i missed to list anything, let me know in the comments please<3)

DAY 9

Mhae Lee had reported the incident to the police 2 days ago. She told them what had occurred to her in detail, even showing them the text messages she had been receiving. However, they didn't really count the messages as critical evidence—dismissed it as some kind of prank and that she was just being paranoid—and the fact that she "wasn't harmed" (in the words of those stupid cops), they couldn't really do anything about it. She wasn't stupid, she knew her messages were from Jason—she even told them that too, but all they did was offer her the chance to apply for a restraining order. It turned out to be a big waste of time because her application was denied. When she inquired the police for more options, all they said was that they'll keep it in the files and informed her to come back when something else happens again.
What good is that gonna do if they end up killing me the next time? She thought bitterly.

She was still staying with Maya and Sadie, thanking the AirBnB Gods for giving their rental house a big and comfy couch since that had been her home these past few days. She was still off social media. There was no use getting on it anyways. Hate messages and death threats have been clogging up her feed and direct messages and, overall, notifications. She just turned off all of her social media notifications at this point.
She was starting to feel disheartened as everything just seemed to be getting worse. The hate was still nonstop and growing by the minute, articles were still being published about her alleged affair with Joseph, and she was still getting those creepy text messages—no matter how many times she had blocked the number, she still got messages at least two to three times a week.

The doorbell rang, interrupting her Moping Time. Maya and Sadie were currently on set today to film their scenes, so Mhae Lee was by herself, watching her comfort movies on Sadie's Disney+ account. She didn't recall the girls telling her that they were expecting anyone to come by today and her heart raced at the possibility of who could be behind the door, especially with all the recent threats she had been receiving. She stayed rooted in her position on the couch, hoping that whoever was outside would assume that no one was at home and just leave. She thought the universe definitely hated her when the doorbell rang again.
Her heart still racing, she got up from the couch and slowly walked towards the door. Two things were going around her in her head at this very moment:

1.) She didn't have to technically open the door to see who was outside. She could just look through the peephole and check quickly—and if the person raised an alarm in her head, then she'd just simply call the cops.
2.) Surely, if the person was intending to harm her, they wouldn't have rang the doorbell. For that reason, it could really be just a visitor that the girls forgot to mention. This one gave Mhae Lee a little more reassurance.

She finally got to the front door and looked into the peephole. She made a mental note to tell Maya and Sadie to invest in some security cameras or something, then felt relief rush through her when she saw there was no one outside. She made sure the door was locked before shrugging to herself and going back to the comfort of the couch.

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DAY 11

Mhae Lee had woken up first. Unlike her, Maya and Sadie were still fast asleep due to the fact that they weren't needed on set until late afternoon. She had done her usual morning routine—brushed her teeth, washed her face, put some moisturizer on, gathered the things she would be needing for the day in her tote bag, and finally rushed to the kitchen to make herself a cup of coffee to-go. She shot a short text message to the still-sleeping girls telling them of her whereabouts, which she doubted that they didn't know, but still texted them nonetheless.
As she opened the front door, ready to step out, she was met with a small package sitting on the doormat. Smiling gleefully, she picked up her newest Amazon package and headed out to her car.