3. Stalker?

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                               M I A

I woke up and found Mango drinking milk in his stainless-steel bowl. Who gave him his food?? I stood up and found some noises from kitchen. I was surprised to find Lucy there making breakfast. She had duplicate keys of my house, so she entered easily. But when I recollected the situation which took place last night I felt bad about Lucy. Without controlling my curiosity anymore, I ended up asking her.

" What are you doing here Lucy? " I asked quite concerned as I saw her red, puffy eyes. She must have been crying all night.

She was standing leaning on the kitchen counter with a messed up condition.

" Me?? Ohh right, I came here to make breakfast for you. Thought could have helped you a little. " She ended her sentence with a smile which was fake as fuck.

" I could have made it. You needed rest. Its weekend, college is not there."

" It's not a big deal "

Our conversation interrupted by the noise of the toaster. Lucy turned around and turned the toaster off and went to the fridge to pour some milk for me. I looked at each and every step of her. Not being able to control myself anymore, I ended up asking her " Why are you doing this?? "

She didn't look at me, still making my breakfast. Silent.

" Lucy, I am asking something!!! "

" Why can't you fucking understand that I am trying my best to cover my hurt self . I just wanted to spend some time with you.....I-I can't show this current situation of mine to anyone else. It's only you whom I can show. I am sorry if I am bothering you." She completed herself then took her bag and was gonna exit.

" You are not bothering me you asshole. I just wanted to hear you out your feelings. I am sorry for shouting at you"

She nodded and I pulled her into a hug. She started crying. It's very rare to see her cry, she is very good at hiding her emotions. She always wanted to feel love from her middle school. I always thought she would never love someone like this.

" Enough crying, forget that dickhead. Did you have breakfast? " I tried my best to cheer her up. She cracked a weak smile and I cupped her cheek.

"No, I wanted to skip breakfast" I glared at her for this stupid idea

" I will slap you so hard that your cheek will be red for a month "

She giggled and it put me at ease. I wanted to say the incident about someone following me last night. But it was not the right time to think about myself. I needed to comfort her.

We spent the whole day hanging out. Just the two of us.

ONE MONTH LATER

I got my advanced payment in my part-time job. I was a rich brat but I never showed it to anyone but my best friends. Not like they were middle class, they were a lot rich too. But none of us wanted to show it. We didn't like to spend a lot of money. Some of us were millionaire or some were billionaire. We had our own villas out of town, places which no one knew but us. On holidays, we spend our days there. All of us have our part time jobs, whose money we use for our daily expenses. So even today, it was nothing special.

I  always have my guard cause this fucking shadow is following me everywhere. I reached my house and it started raining heavily, afterall it's America. I went upstairs and opened the curtains to find a slender figure standing in the rain. Soaking wet. Is he a stalker? Damn he is such a psycho person. I hate people like this.
It reminds me of my fucking past. I closed the curtain and starting backing  up when I stumbled upon the lamp behind me. Calm down Mia, you are gonna be okay. He didn't do anything bad to you yet. I tried my best to clear my head and go to my dreamy world. Successfully I did.
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Okkk...this chapter ends here, trying my best to update ASAP. Until that, enjoy this..byeeee


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