My Stalker : My Well-Wisher? Or ...?

chapter 23

No one is speaking and we both can hear each other's heavy breath. Dreadful silence was all we both could hear.. till......

He finally breaks the silence,

"Hello darling. How was your friendly date with that bitch ? Didn't miss me much right ?"
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My breathing hitches. I'm positive now that he is stalking me. But I didn't knew the extent of his stalking.

"Cat got your tongue now ?" He laughs

"Who are you ?" I ask immediately, not wanting to waste time in unnecessary talk.

"Not so fast darling. Let's have a little chat." It is more like order than suggestion which has me seething.

"I don't think so asshole so let's get back to the topic. Who are you and why are you stalking me ?" I try to control my anger.

Silence at first.. then he speaks.

"What makes you think this will go as you want. Because- and remeber this- it will go as I want. I've upper hand here. So, as we've already established we'll talk, let's finally talk. So tell me, how was your friendly not so friendly dinner date with that bitch ? Enjoyed ? Or are you regretting already" he asks with amusement lacing his words.

I can't believe this guy !! Audacity of him. And what upper hand he is talking of ?

I take few breathes as I just not want to take him down so soon. I can use him also..

"Why do you think I'll answer you if you don't answer me." I say plainly.

"Fair. Let's have two on one questions. What do you say ? I'll ask two, you can ask one. None even if you want. Your choice." He's still amused.

I want to strangle him so bad.. ughh

Relax. Breathe. I tell myself repeatedly. This is not the time.

"That's not fair. And you know it."

"Life is not fair darling. Ok. Final deal. You can ask first. Hmm ?" He waits for me to answer.

Absolute dumbo.

"Fine. Tell me about yourself. Answer the questions I asked earlier." I say, with controlled voice.

"That's two questions darling. Not fair. Ask only one."

"I asked one only. Answer my previous questions. Now, if it has sub questions, your bad luck." I smirk in victory over his silence.

"Troia intelligente" he mutters and chuckles.
(Trans. Smart bitch)

"Ok. I'll answer but only this time. My name is Emilio. You won't find anything on that so don't try finding." He adds last quickly.

My brain notes down that little piece of information. I'm sure as hell gonna search it later.

"As for why I'm stalking you, I cannot answer that. I can only say... I've developed quite an intrest on you."

"Romantic intrest if I must ask." I ask sarcastically.  I can hear my heart beating loudly.

"Nice try but my chance now. Answer my previous question now." He ask, interest easily heard in his voice but I wonder why really.

I sigh. Bitch played nice.

"Ya I guess. I enjoyed. But why do you ask ? Don't tell me you are that jealous possesive type of stalker. I'ld hate you if you kill him in revenge." I make my tone as fake sad as I can and let him know it's fake.