Sticks and Stones - A Stalker Romance

Chapter 18 Mahara

Jeremy? Why is Jeremy doing this to me? Why does he want to hurt my family, my friends? He killed Candice! Oh my god he's going to hurt Lenny! What about my mom? What about Larson? I need to leave before anyone else gets hurt. Why does Jeremy want me to leave so bad?

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WEDNESDAY

Larson puts the phone down and holds me in his arm as I sob into his chest.

"W-why is this ha-happening to me?" I ask crying into his chest harder.

"I don't know baby" he rubs my back holding me tighter. "Hey," he says wiping my tears, "Liz is up, she's feeling better, she's cooking with Harrison and I'm going to go call Detective Sawyer so we can figure this all out okay?" He says kissing my head and all I can do is nod.

He grabs my face forcing me to look at him, "you're not leaving me, not matter what happens. You're not leaving me!" He yells making me cry harder.

"Larson, Jeremy could hurt you! He fucking killed Candice! Please. Please let me leave. It would be better for everyone if I do." I say and he looks like I just ripped out his heart. Maybe I did.

"No! Fuck no! Do you love me?" He asks and I nod yes.

"No! Do you fucking love me Mahara?" He asks again.

"So much." I whisper.

"Then we're going to figure this shit out together. Me and you. Okay? Just please don't leave me. I love you so much it hurts. Please stay." He says with a trembling lip. His words hit me hard and I get to my tippy toes crushing my mouth to his.

"Say it." He breathes into my mouth.

"I love you Larson." I say clutching the back of his head.

"Fuck yes I love you too baby!" He says kissing me deeper.

There's knocking on the door breaking our moment and we both groan.

"Stop fucking and come get some pancakes!" Liz yells making me and Larson laugh.

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We walk to the kitchen and Larson tells Harrison about the text as they walk to his office while I tell Liz.

"Jeremy is such a freak! Why the hell does he want you to leave? I knew he was crazy! I wonder if Emma knows about her brother being a fucking psychopath?" Liz says stuffing her mouth with pancakes wincing at the pain in her side. I'm so fucking happy she's okay.

"Also Candice's funeral is this Sunday. Her mom called me." Liz whispers drinking her orange juice.

"Liz I'm so fucking sorry. This is all my fault! I should've listened and just left." I say holding her hand across the table.

"It not your fault. MJ, I love you, so you can't just leave. They know it's Jeremy, so they'll catch him soon. Listen to me. Candice is dead, Emma's brother tried to kill me, so you're all I've got." She picks up her fork and begins eating again.

"I love you Liz."

"I love you too MJ." She smiles with a full mouth.

"Can I tell you something Liz?"

This when I decide to tell her about my life. Liz deserves to know this about me, and since telling Larson I feel better talking about it. I never had anyone that I cared enough about to want to tell.

"Yeah babe anything." She's says.

"My father use to beat me." I whisper, knowing that I needed to tell her. I trust Liz with my whole heart.