A Home For My Heart

Chapter Eighteen

STEPHON

It's been a while since I got those strange messages, just when I thought everything was going to be ok, they started coming again. The sender always has their ID hidden, with some kind of encrypted shit making it difficult for me to track but not a tracker. I vow to beat the living shit out of the person that is sending me this.

I would torture them slowly, painfully, basking in the sounds of their screaming. I will watch as they beg for mercy, crying their eyes out hoping I would show some sympathy but to no avail.

After picking up Grace, I couldn't focus, I couldn't even return the smile when I saw her beautiful face. I was in a bad mood, all because I let some out of timing jackass upset me.

I wasn't being the bigger man in this situation I was moping like a spoiled brat. I saw the hurt on her face when I didn't respond to questions, and it made my heart bleed a little.

Pulling into my driveway, I parked the car and went inside the house leaving Grace behind. No doubt by now she was hating me, maybe planning to slaughter me in my sleep too. Anyway, I was a dead man when the truth comes out, which by the way I haven't told her yet.

Dead man.... Ugh, I'll be six feet under.

What was I going to do? Tell her? And then she'll leave me. Shit! I needed to figure something out. I had to deal with this heterogeneous fool, it was getting to me and affecting my sweets.

I knew she sensed my irritated mood swings, and instead of talking to her I stayed silent giving her the cold shoulder. She doesn't deserve that; I was a dick for treating her this way.

She was innocent in all this. As for me, I had some work to do. Tracking down this mysterious texter and finding an avenue to soothe my love. If word gets out before I can break it to her, then this what we got going on is over.

Hasta la vista.

As I sat behind my desk in my home office, another text came through. I was about to lose my self-control; I picked up the phone and read the message.

"Oh my, you look tensed. Did my messages upset you that much? Oh well, no need to fear, this will all be over soon. I get what I want and you.... You will be ruined, what a satisfying way to see you crumble. You pose to be this strong and lethal male but under all that skin, you're nothing but a scared little boy, waiting for Mommy's help. But don't worry, after I destroy you, I'll take good care of your possession and your girl".

I felt like my brain was about to explode into a million freaking pieces. I will murder him and feed his body parts to the lions. This punk just broke the last bone on the camel's back. I was out for blood, his blood, a lot of it.

I'm not a violent person but when it comes to defending what's mine, you're in for a treat. I will kill if I have to. Many have crossed my path, but none never crossed the border. I was a warrior, a fighter at heart, this would be the first time anyone pushed me to the limits.

I took a deep breath, I needed to run. Just like Grace home, mines were close to the forest. I left my office and walked to my bedroom heading straight for the showers. After I finish, I grab a change of clothes and head out, another shitty move as I left Grace without saying a word.

I knew she was hurting, I felt it too. She wasn't angry, just sad and disappointed. What an idiot I can be sometimes, at the same time though it was the right thing to do. If I stayed around her, I might lash out and make things more complicated.

Anger courses through my veins as I struggle to keep myself calm. When I reach the edge of my back yard that leads into the forest I broke out into a run. The cool air lashes against my skin, the trees zips by as I move at an unbelievable pace.

I would run until my legs couldn't go no more, until they bleed covering the earth with my blood. This was my punishment to myself for not being the man, my girl wants me to be, for not being the man in the overall situation.

There was more to this than I'm letting on, and that was the biggest problem of all, what will she do when she learns this truth. Never have I questioned myself before. It pains me to know I'm keeping such a big secret from her. I was so happy when she walked into my life, that I forgot about all my dark secrets.

For what felt like hours running through the dark forest, I came to a stop and decided to head back. When I walk through the back door to the kitchen it was quiet, the only sound was her breathing.

She was asleep.

I took the stairs two at a time to the bedroom, there she lay sound asleep. I leaned against the frame and stared at her. I would give anything to kiss her right now, to feel her lips on mine again. To grab and massage that as of hers. To here her moans while I take her.

My phone buzzed in my pocket, and I pulled it out to see its sender, it's the person who's been ambushing me with those messages for the past few days.

I had enough of this shit.

It ends now.