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Chapter Six; Margarita

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"I don't know what's going on with me. Am I fucking crazy?"

I ask my best friend who's currently downing her third margarita tonight.

"No babe. You aren't crazy. That douchebag is crazy... you should sleep naked. Let whoever it is see your nice tits."

I mentally pacepalm myself.

Last thing I wanted was for my stalker to see me naked and possibly record me.

"Let's call it a night. I should get home."

I say, setting my empty glass in the middle of the table, signing the check.

"Yeah, i have a 30 minute drive home. I have a hot date at 9."

I roll my eyes.

It's been years since I've been with someone, I don't miss it.

"Speaking of which. You need to get out there. Find a man, have sex and love your fucking life."

Liliah always tried to get me out of my comfort zone. But it never worked.

I'm too much of a home body for all of that unnecessary shit.

"Actually I'm going to focus on writing."

I say softly, getting up out of my seat.

"I'll see you later babe. I gotta get ready for that date."

Liliah embraces me tightly, I inhale the vanilla scent emitting from her pores.

"Love you Lilly."

I say, pulling out of the hug.

"Love you babe. See you soon."

We part ways and the moment I get home I find yet another bouquet of roses.

What the actual fuck?

I'm starting to feel like I belong in an insane asylum.

My trembling hands reached out for the white card on the side of the vase.

"I'm coming for you little mouse, hang tight for me."