My Mafia Lover

Part 1

It was a nice rainy afternoon in New York City. I was on my way to my car from my classes , when I noticed a guy was following me. He had ashy blonde hair, paleish skin,gray stormy eyes,and he was wearing a leather jacket with a pair of baggy blue jeans and Doc Martens. It was very obvious he was following me . So I sped up and as I expected he did too. I started running to my car, and when he noticed me running he started yelling for me to stop, "CEDAR WAIT! STOP RUNNING!" I noticed he knew my name so I stopped knowing my newly distinguished inconvenience from a recent relationship I was in. I asked him "Who are you and how do you know me?" The guy spoke and said "I'm Reef, you left your jacket and I figured you'd need it, it is pretty chilly after all." I finally recognized him, I snatched my jacket and gave him a very sarcastic smile and took off. "How the hell could I forget about him!?" I check to see if he is still behind me but he disappeared."Whatever, we're not gonna focus on him." " We're gonna focus on getting home." I reached my car and got in. As I start my car I see a motorcycle pass by flipping me off as they leave. I remember who owned that motorcycle. "This asshole is hella childish." I'm not fazed by his actions as I'm used to them, so I connect my phone to my car and play my favorite playlist on full blast. As soon as I start driving my favorite song Consume by Chase iAtlantic starts playing so I'm immediately in a better mood and start singing along. The song stops playing as soon as I pull into my apartment garage. I turn off my car and get out. I start walking up to my apartment and notice boxes in front of the apartment next to mine, "Someone must be moving in. I hope they aren't as noisy as the last residents." I've been living in this apartment since I was 16 and could have a job. There have been many residents here. Many young couples.. Let's just say there were plenty of uncomfortable, no sleep nights.My mother wishes I was like one of those couples but she has been wishing that for a long time. Don't get me wrong, I live for romance, but sometimes it's too much and causes you stress.I have no time for a partner anyway, I need to focus on myself and my career.