Paranoia Love Story( Book One)

Chapter Four

Journal Entry 56, I've been leaving in my safe home with Tito for 3 months now. I've been reported missing on the News and there's even an ad in the paper. Why did I do this? I can't do that to them. No, I can't go back. He said a long time. It's only been 3 months. This is my punishment for making it a big deal. No, I don't deserve to be punished. This is not a punishment. This is a way to find myself. Yeah...

I close my journal beginning my morning routine. I walk down the hall and start stripping. I turn the water in the shower on as hot as I could take it. I step in slowly surprised by the hot sting of the water. I turn on Pandora and begin my playlist. I take a 1 hour shower not caring about my upcoming electric and water bills. I step into my slippers, and put my towel around my body. I walk down the hall, but I hear a knock on the door. I slip my silk rope on top of my towel wondering who that could be. It's JK.
"How do you know where I live?"
"Are you kidding? I knew you'd be far away,and this is the farthest you'd go from your friends and family."
"What do you want?"
"I want you to pretend to be my girlfriend to make this girl jealous."
"Typical. Why do you douche bags always do that? Make her jealous... Make him jealous... How come you can't just use your so called charm?"
"I thought you'd do anything for me..."
"I never gave you an answer..."
"So??"
"Get the hell away from me... Never come back. I'm not going to be chased away by you..."
"Sure you won't..."
"I'm sure of it..."
"I'll be leaving now..."
"Okay..." I shut the door in his face smashing his foot. I walk back upstairs ignoring his screams of pain... I change into a bright pink sports bra and workout shorts. Don't worry I'm not working out... It's just hot in my house. I sit in my kitchen trying to figure out what to eat for breakfast. My phone goes off and I hesiatate. Who else knows I'm here? What if they come to find me? I check the message and get goosebumps:

*I don't want you to leave me. Let's Not Do This...* The message was from an unknown number...

If you guys are wondering how I was talking about school and it sounded like high school,but then I say she's in her twenties... Writer's mistake... She's in college but it sounds like high school... Sorry if I confused you guys... Please comment what you think so far...