Pursuing my ex Wife

Stalking

                         Andre's pov

"You're sure she's gonna be here?" I
asked over the phone as I've been waiting for over an hour since the cafe opened to take my chances with seeing a glimpse of Audrey today.

I've seen her for a whole week coming to this cafe at exactly 10 am, and sometimes she comes in later during the day to grab a large cup of coffee.

She's quite a caffeine addicted soul these days.

I spot a familiar figure wearing large black glasses, a black two-piece lady suit, white block heels, and straightened black hair.

She seemed to be tired, I could tell by how she walked and by the sigh she released every now and then.

She looked around before going in the Cafe and soon she would be leaving the Cafe with a large cup and a sandwich, only today she was walking straight to my car parked on the other side of the road opposite the Cafe.

Luckily, my car windows are tinted.

She knocked on the window once, my body froze, and words were stuck on my throat.

I'm not...I don't think I'm ready to even say hi or hey or how is it going!

In panic, I started the car engine and drove in full speed. Lucky for me, there weren't many cars. Otherwise, the headlines would've read. BREAKING NEWS: SUPERSTAR ANDRE HAMPTON CAUSES MAJOR ACCIDENT.

I drove to the studio where I always went whenever I felt anxious.

"Hey man, I got a new beat prepared for you, and since you're here, we'll put it to the test. Come on." Damon, my producer and sound engineer, said as I stepped into the studio.

I took off my black leather jacket and allowed the beat to release the tension I feel right now.
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                      Audrey's pov

"Ok, sis, nice try, I'm not moving to LA for you," Tyler said, and I whined.

This past week, I've been followed or spied on by either a black Lamborghini or black mustang, sometimes it's a jeep.

These three cars take turns with spying on me. Maybe I'm being paranoid just as Tyler says but today is the day I prove my theory, which is I'm being monitored by the Jailer Gang from my past and they want something from me but why after all these years. I left the gang a long time ago, in my teens in fact!

If it's not the gang, then a powerful mafia or triad is after me to sell me into being a sex slave....oh my gosh, I better not be scouted for human trafficking.

"Tyler, please... you have to believe me," I whinned.

"Imagine how crazy of a plot it would be if the stalker turned out to be Andre!" Tyler said amusedly

"No, no, no, just stop it! I'm just kidding, Audrey. You won't come across Andre. He's probably in Boulevard or Agoura hills or somewhere all rich people are. Stop worrying so much, ok? I love you, sis, but I need to get my one night stand out of my apartment before mom comes in. Ok bye, " Tyler said, then hung up before I could even answer him.

So much for love. I can't stand him.

I wore large black glasses to hide my face...well, I attempted to hide my face.

Then I grabbed a pocket knife and put it in the pockets of my grey dress pants that are part of a two-piece lady suit.

After a few words of affirmations and a few breaths, i finally left my apartment and made my way to LA Vie Cafe for my daily dose of Barbie Frappe and glazed donut

I noticed a black jeep as I was about to go into the Cafe, I couldn't see who was inside as the windows were heavily tinted but i know they were looking at me, I could feel it.

Deciding not to let anything ruin my mood, I walk into the cafe, and immediately, the smell of fresh coffee beans hit my nose.

Hmm, nothing like the fresh smell of coffee to start your day.

"Hi Audrey, what can I get for you today?"Raven asked.

I have become quite a regular since I moved here .

"Hey you, get me the usual," I said, and she typed my order of a medium Barbie Frappe, one glazed donut and a grilled bacon, avocado, and cheese sandwich.

I waited on the side as my order was being made.

I realise I haven't seen the lady I met when I first came here, i hoped to see her around, well wherever she is, I hope she's okay.

"Your order ma'am," Belina said as she handed me my large cup and white plastic what contained my food.

"Thanks, Bell, bye Raven!" I said as I made my way out of the cafe.

The same car was still out there, I could either ignore it or  continue to be followed and stalked.

Not today, Jailer Gang or kidnapper!

After taking a few breaths, I make my way to the car. As scared as I was, I knew better than to show my fear or let the stalker get a whiff of my fear.

I can't really make out who is inside, but I know it's a male.

I then banged on the window and in panic, I guess, the person drove away in speed.

Well...

That went great. I bet he'll never ever in his miserable life EVER think about messing with a woman.

With a satisfied smile, I make my way to the basement of my apartment, where I got in my car and drove to work.

Honestly, it makes more sense to just drive to LA vie Cafe every day and from LA Vie Cafe to the restaurant instead of walking, but hey! On the other hand I'm saving gas because if I drove to the Cafe everyday, u would have to make U-turns, which I hate making whereas from the apartment building is a straight forward road to the resturant.

As I reversed the car, I increased the radio volume as Qveen Herby was playing.

"They say you need a lover to get the fantasy out of your life. I think I just decided I want to be my own housewife, lonely sometimes I don't mind!" I sang out loud to housewife by Qveen Herby.

This song is my literal anthem. I am finally my own housewife, and I'm happy and healthy.

I've fully forgiven myself for the past, and I don't need a man. I'm not even lonely....right?

Yes! I'm so not lonely.

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