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Aaliyah is walking to the store to buy a birthday gift for Benedict, she imagined him keeping her present as a trophy as she smiles to herself. However she feels like someone is following her on the road. She didn't need Sammy's help, she wanted her to rest after working on her work and Mary needed to head to her night class so she couldn't follow Aaliyah either.

She enters the store, nodding at the cashier and grabbing a basket. She picks out a blueberry candy, family size, walks to the men section to grab some sweater and a lumber boot for him. She knows that isn't his style but he needed it for winter. Next she went to the decorative section grabbing a blue clock and wrapping paper. She's going to have to ask Sammy to wrap the gifts for her.

"That's enough...it can fit my budget" Aaliyah says to herself. She had kept at least $100 for each of her pay each week. She wouldn't she was rich since she would send the rest to her mom back at home.

She pays for the things, grabbing the bag and thanking the cashier before walking out. A few minutes later she starts to feel like someone is watching, she starts to walk a bit faster and in the corner of her eye can see a man following her.

Aaliyah looks back at the man, who stood still scrolling on his phone before she turns back walking much much faster. She dials Sammy, once, twice, Sammy didn't pick up. She calls James too, once, twice, he didn't pick up. She begins to panic and calls Benedict once and he picks up

"Hey doll-"

"I think someone is following me..." Aaliyah says

"Where are you right now?"

"I...I was heading to the store to buy some stuff and I saw him following me...I'm scared...please help me"

"You have your taser and pepper spray right?"

"No...no...I left it at home...Benny I'm scared" She says as she begins to cry

"Okay doll, stay on the line...walk to the nearest place where people are active and stay there, send your location, I'll be there soon doll" Benedict answers

"Okay..." Aaliyah says walking near a bathroom before kneeling and sending her location to Benedict. A few minutes later her phone dies, leaving Aaliyah stranded. She looks at her phone crying to herself before the man walks to her

"Hey love...fancy seeing you there" He said with a creepy smile. He wasn't much athletic, had body fat and his hair was long. His clothes sweaty and having stains on his clothes.

"Who are you?" Aaliyah says as she carries the bag before walking back.

"When I first saw you, I knew I needed to get your number...then I found it by hacking your computer...then I hacked your phone, watching your every move...when you went to a party, wearing those clothes...I just needed to get you" The man says moving closer to him

Aaliyah drops her bag, trying to escape him when he grabbed her arm moving her closer to him.

"Let me go!" Aaliyah screams hitting him before slapping him many times but he wouldn't budge.

"Hey pervert, let her go!"

Venessa grabs her shoe and throws him at the back of his head earning a scream from him

"What the fuck!" He screams turning around and running to Venessa who stood her ground, holding her pepper spray

"One step and I'll fry your eyes out of your brain!"

The man walks forward grabbing her hand before a football hits his forehead. The man stumbles backwards, holding his head and seeing the blood.

It was Benedict who had rushed to Aaliyah's location. "Let them go" He says, his voice full of venom.

The man walks away glaring at Benedict before walking away when he apprehended by the police immediately

"Bened-"

Venessa stops in her tracks when she sees Benedict running towards Aaliyah and hugging the crying scared girl.

"I'm sorry I came late...did he hurt you doll?" Benedict asks holding her cheek

"No...Venessa helped me...." Aaliyah says before looking at Venessa who had a sad look on her face.

"You're fine...you're fine...grab your bags...I'll drop you off alright doll?" Benedict says patting her hair.

"And you..." Benedict says looking up at Venessa "I'll drop you off...too"

They enter his car, sitting in silence. Aaliyah was playing with her fingers trying her best to act just fine for Benedict, Benedict staring at her with a guilt that he wasn't there before she was attacked and Venessa looking at how Benedict was looking at Aaliyah and slowly given up the race she made for herself. Benedict starts the car, one hand on the steering wheel and one hand holding Aaliyah's hand on her thigh.

"You're fine doll" Benedict whispers to her.

"Um...so...you need to go to the police station to once you feel better...if you need help...then just...I guess ask" Venessa says folding her hands looking out the window.

"Thank you...Venessa" Aaliyah says.

"No worries" Venessa says with a sigh.

Benedict drives by Venessa dorm, and Venessa gets off. Aaliyah quickly gets off too.

"Venessa!" Aaliyah says making Venessa stop at her tracks

"Um...thank you...we're kind of fighting but you still saved me"

"Yeah...I'm fighting over a boy but I'm not going to let you get assaulted...I'm a bitch not a murderer" Venessa says

"Either way...thank you...can you give me your number so I can contact you when I need to go to the campus police and state police..."

Venessa rolls her eyes before taking Aaliyah's phone typing her number, giving Aaliyah back her phone "There"

"Frenemy?" Aaliyah asks

"Friends because I'm going to help you...enemy because I still want Benedict"

Aaliyah giggles nodding "Thank you...really"

Venessa nod before heading into her dormitory  as Aaliyah heads into the car.

"Saw your bag...men's shirt, shoes?" Benedict asks

"It was for you, your birthday...wanted Sammy to wrap it...it was suppose to be a surprise..." Aaliyah says with a sad smile

Benedict holds her hands, looking at her "The best gift you can give me is your safety...but thank you for these...I'll wrap it up and pretend that I don't know about it" 

I'll wrap it up and pretend that I don't know about it" 

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