THE STALKER

10

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Thank god it was Saturday. I woke up at 12 and finally slept off the wine that I had drunk.

I got up out of my bed and went downstairs to eat some cereal. Likewise, I was now eating and scrolling on my phone.

I took a deep sigh.

It would've been nice to eat breakfast with my mom and dad, but work comes first.

I glance over to the two empty chairs in front of me.

I pushed back my sadness and threw my cereal away, not wanting to eat anymore.

No.

I refuse to let my parents affect my mood.

Not only that, but I should be used to this by now.

I walk upstairs back to my room and check the weather app.

"Woah, 80 degrees. That's the perfect temperature for the weekend." I mumbled to myself.

An idea popped into my head.

Today is a good day to go to the park.

I walked over to my dresser and picked my outfit for the day.

I wore rip jeans with a short white tank top and my white Air Force's.

I threw on my silver watch and hoops.

Not only that, but I wore my hair down and did my baby hair in the bathroom and brushed my teeth.

Now I am finally done.

I walked downstairs and exited my house.

I finally got in my car and was on my way to the park.

After 30 minutes, I was finally at the park.

There were a few people at the park and a few kids as well playing on the playground.

I walked to the nearest park bench and sat down.

I decided to watch the kids play, and it made my mind think about my childhood.

My parents always spent time with me when I was little. They would take me to the playground and thereafter, we would go out to get ice cream.

My eyes started to water, but I blinked the tears away.

I focused my attention elsewhere.

Then my eye caught on to something.

Or should I say someone.

I saw Sebastian.

What the fuck?

Why do I see him everywhere I go?

The universe is definitely giving me signs.

Sebastian was sitting on a bench reading a book.