Faceless [H.S]

Curiosity Killed The Cat. 06

CHAPTER SIX

I didn't leave the house for days.

I haven't been to work, either, obviously.

I didn't quite know how to handle everything that happened to me. My brain shifted into defense mode; which meant stay home, and hide. Protect myself. I wondered who that man was and how he knew who I was. I still couldn't comprehend why if he knew 'everything', why did he have to come in with a gun and threaten me? God, his voice was so chilling; and the way he grabbed me and threw me around... I was so powerless. It's been years since a man did that to me--made me feel like that. I didn't miss it.

Shouldn't he have known me and Liam's relationship?

Fuck. I don't know.

Or did he need something from me? He said he was going to use me. He couldn't have confused me with anyone else. Liam was there for me. He was there for Liam.

I was an asset to this fucked up plan.

And it wouldn't be the first time Liam came running after me after we broke up. But I was able to run every time. Now, there he was. Right there. Staring at my naked body. Watching me dance.

I hated him.

I balled my fists up into balls and brought them to the sides of my head. I wanted to scream and cry again. But it's been eight days. I've cried every day--I don't think I could cry anymore.

Liam was right under my nose. I felt so naive, thinking I was safe in that club. I remember needing an escape, and Julie took me in happily. Cloud Nine became my home because I hated my home. It reminded me too much of my past and what happened there... and I needed an escape. I couldn't be there. When I started working at Club Nine, I saved up enough money so I could afford my own apartment... and now I don't even feel safe in it. I wondered if the green eyed man would appear. I knew he could, I felt it in my stomach. He had a power I didn't know.

I reached toward my phone, checking the time and seeing if I had any text messages... none. It was 8:49 PM on a Saturday, I haven't been to the club in a week and a day, and no one has reached out to me once. Granted, I didn't have friends. But, it'd be nice for someone to see if I died or not. Taking in a deep breath, I went to my blocked list, and scrolled down, going to a number.

Pressing it, I unblocked it, then pressed on it again.

'Do you want to Call Liam?'

The text on the screen appeared and asked me. I took my bottom lip in between my teeth, before shaking my head and tossing my phone across the couch. God, I couldn't believe how jumbled my brain was. I looked at the flowers in the middle of my table in the living room and sighed. Now I know he got me these, I'm sure. Who else would?

Rising to my feet, I reached over to the vase of flowers and brought it to my kitchen. I poured out the water in the sink and then took out the roses, throwing them into my garbage. I didn't need that energy in here. I huffed and walked right back to my living room when I heard my phone ringing.

I sat on the couch and reached for the iPhone, seeing it was Julie. I picked up.

"Hello?" I asked, my voice hoarse. Oh, fuck. I sounded awful. I cleared my throat. "Hello?"

"Val?" I heard her soft voice on the other end. "Jesus, you sounded awful."

"Sorry, I just got up," I lied.

"At this time?"

"Maybe."

"Valerie, you can't lie to me, what's going on? I haven't seen or heard from you. You don't wanna come in and dance?" she asked. I could hear some commotion in the background, knowing she was at Cloud Nine.