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a/n: don't hate me ;)

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3 months later.

 "Jesse, I've told you a million times already! Use the goddamn key." Arielle yelled in exhaustion at yet another thing her boyfriend does. She stomped her feet on the ground as she marched right towards the door to curse at him when a deep haunting chuckle stopped her right in her tracks. 

The masculine sound that to this day haunted her. The police wasn't able to arrest him saying that he was staying all the way over at Texas and they had no evidence against him. 

She slowly backed away from the door; standing right in the middle of the living room. "Now. Now. Raine, we don't want you running away like the last time. Now do we?" he had asked her in a rough tone as arielle mumbled a quiet no and silently sat down.

 Adam was her stalker. She shivered at the thought of that day. She never had nightmares. No. She just could never walk up that street nor go to set for so long. Finally weeks of therapy gave her some peace after all the paranoia she had. Many people helped her go back to her old form; from Taylor to Tracy to Jesse.

 As if he read her mind, he spoke in an amused voice. "So heard you got a new boytoy?" The question caught Arielle off guard. No words could form out of her mouth so she just shook her head; afraid she'll say something else. Her body immediately stilled; aware now that he was somewhere behind her. A deep laughter filled the room as he muttered "No.No.No." in pure delight. 

Arielle shook her head; trying to throw whatever fear that was looming inside her head out as she asked him quietly, "What are you doing here, Adam?" His breath fanned over her neck; her body cringing of digust as she closed her eyes.

Everything was a game. It always was. No, he would never touch me or hurt me physically, that's how it always worked. "Heard he in love with you." Adam whispered inside her ears as she shuddered at the mention of Jesse being in love with her? How did he know that? This didn't make any sense.

"Now, we can't have him in love with you, can we?" Adam let out a deep laugh as he emphasised on the you. "Why?" she spoke quietly. "What do you mean why? Are you really that dumb? You celebrities don't deserve love! You keep getting money for what huh?" he screamed causing Arielle to jump before continuing, "Yeah that's right, for nothing. So it's simple. You being heartbroken is my happiness." He replied; his voice getting louder second by second as he slowly walked towards the table in front of her.

"Uhm so, let me think. Kidnap him?" he pretended to think and then quickly answered himself, "Nah, i ain't spending money buying ropes and burner phones for that white bitch." Arielle looked at him in slight panic as he went over the options on how he could get rid of Jesse. Her Jesse.

 "Ooooh," Adam gasped after a minute or so and then continued on; shouting like a kid that's high on sugar, "let's kill him!!!" As the sound of his words entered Arielle's ear, she instantly paled. There was no way she was letting that happen. Even if at the end of the day, she got killed. It didn't matter matter to her at least. Adam was her business. Her business to end now that he had brought him in the conversation.

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