Loving Every Curve(Completed✔️)

Ch 23

"Yeah, that sounds perfect. I'm not really in the mood to go out tonight. I just want to hang out here with you."

"Great, I feel the same way. Let's order the pizza and I'll find a movie to watch," he said, grabbing the remote.

I grab my phone and open the Domino's app to order a large pepperoni sausage pizza and a 1-liter soda. After placing the order, I receive a notification on my phone saying that Alex has sent me $100. I'm surprised because he knows I can afford it myself.

"Hey, why did you send me $100?" I ask.

"Because you bought the pizza," he replies in a serious tone.

"The pizza only cost like $25. Why did you send me $100?" I ask, slightly annoyed.

"Girlfriend taxes?" he says with a smile on his face.

"Really? We're playing that game. Whatever," I say, smiling back.

I sit down on the couch, put my feet up, and watch him browse through all the movies.

I grab my phone and receive a text from an unfamiliar number. The message reads, "You escaped once, but I doubt you'll get away again."

I toss my phone onto the couch and take a step back. Alexander notices my reaction and asks, "What's happening? Are you alright?" I don't respond, instead, I simply point toward the couch where my phone lies. Alexander gets up from the floor and walks towards the couch to pick up my phone.

After glancing at it briefly, he looks up and exclaims, "What the hell? What is this?"

"I have no idea. I just received this message now, and I don't know who it's from," I reply.

I fall silent as I realize the identity of the sender. It's him. It's Brian. I chose not to press charges, hoping he would leave me alone. I managed to escape, thinking it was over. But apparently not. It's him. Why is he reaching out now after months? Why didn't he send this message earlier, right after it happened?

I can't handle this Alex he's back and I'm freaking out," I shouted, burying my face in my hands.

"Come here," he beckoned me to come closer.

Tears were rolling down my cheeks. I was lost, unsure of what to do. It felt like a never-ending cycle. I thought I had moved on from this. But that message, the memories of what happened a few months ago, it all came flooding back. I'm scared, I can't deny that. I have Alex by my side, but will he be able to protect me when I'm alone at night? Am I truly safe? I want to be positive, but the fear is real.

"Why now? Just because I'm with you, in a relationship. I barely know him. We went on one date, just one date, and now you're telling me he's into me. This is insane," I sobbed into Alex's embrace, "it's alright. Everything will be alright," he reassured me with a hug.

I shouted, pulling away from his embrace, "How is everything going to be ok?"

"Have you seen the message? Do you know what he said? How can you be sure he won't show up at my place when I go back tonight? He knows where I live," I paced back and forth, expressing my worry.

"Well, you're not going home alone. Do you really think I would leave you by yourself after receiving such a threat? What kind of boyfriend would I be if I let you go home after being threatened by someone who tried to harm you? What kind of person do you think I am?" he walked towards me.

"I can't stay here forever, Alex. We just started dating. I can't burden you with this. It's not fair."

"You're my girlfriend. Yes, it hasn't been long since we started dating and I know you have doubts, but honestly, I love you. I've loved you from the moment I saw you. You're the one I want to spend my life with. I know it may sound crazy, but I care about you deeply and I would never put you in danger. So, living together doesn't seem too far-fetched to me. But if you're not ready for that, you can stay here for a few weeks until we figure things out and then go back home. However, I would be thrilled if you stayed with me forever."

"Okay. Fine. I'll stay here," I said as I leaned in to hug him.

It's been a year now since me and Alexander started dating.

Since that day, he invited me to live with him. I accepted and never looked back. Living together has been amazing, and now we're engaged. He popped the question a few weeks back, and I couldn't be happier.

But here's the thing, I have to introduce him to my mom even though I explicitly told him that I didn't want him to meet her. The reason behind my reluctance is that I believe she will ruin the entire engagement. It's like announcing it to the devil when I tell her.

She has this strange animosity towards me and I have no idea why. But to be completely honest, I couldn't care less. I'm only introducing them for his sake, not hers.

"So, when will I get the chance to meet your mom?" he asked, joining me in bed.

"I promise I'll do it soon," I whispered. "I understand that you'd rather I didn't meet your mom because of everything she's done to you. But I believe it's important for me to meet her, so she knows who I am, even if it means she won't have a relationship with you."

"I know you can't meet my dad because he's no longer here. And I know you want to meet my mom because of that. But I just don't get along with her, and she's not a great person to me. That's why I don't want you to meet her, but I understand why you want to."