Trust Me.

Chapter 2

A month passed and things were going well. Victor and I were happy as ever. I hadnt met his parents yet, which we planned to do in a few months. I was moving into Victor's house in a week's time. I didnt want to be alone anymore.

"Babe...I think you should go meet your parents", Victor said. Well now you must be wondering "oh yea she has parents". The thing is, I couldn't take their bs. I left them when I was 20, got a house and started living independently. You're probably going "she's stupid" but, my parents were horrible. They always created a path for me and never let me do what I wanted. There were so many restrictions. I was 20 and I really REALLY had to make choices for myself, but they never let me. They crossed the line of "over - protective". Just imagine.

I didn't respond to him and just scanned through all my administrative things I had to complete. "Ok i'm sorry. I just want you to get back with your parents. But, they are mean after all. I dont blame you Sophie. I will never."

I looked at him and smiled. Just at that moment it was lunch. I asked Victor to go for lunch first as I wanted to finish my work and then join him. I took a quick peak in instagram and found a follow request with the account name "unknown", together with a message forwarded to me. It said :
Watch out. Keep your head low and continue with your fucking life. Give up on whoever you thought was yours, BITCH.

My mind went blank. The words drummed through my head like some marching band. I had two choices. One - tell Victor about it. Two - find out about it by myself. Well, I didnt want to trouble him. He was busy as hell with all the shit that he had to get done with me for the moving in. I sticked with choice two. Silent.

I kept my stuff to a side, wondering when in the actual damn world will I organize my things. I was one of those "I-dont-give-a-fuck-and-i-just-get-work-done" humans. I made my way to the near - by cafeterria where Victor was waiting for me.

My mind was so occupied with what had happened that I couldn't even understand whatever Victor was talking about. All I could see was a person with his or her face covered, hunting me down. For a moment, I saw a image of a person slamming the glass which was beside Victor and me.

I startled and pushed my chair away from the table with the most interestingly emotional face. Victor started to panic even more. He held my hand, asking "Sophie are you okay? Babe look at -" "yea...yea i'm fine". The heat from his hand curled onto mine, taking away the ice cold feeling that once ruled my hand.

I looked up at him, into his blue/grey eyes. The worry in his eyes immediately told me to snap out of everything and atleast act like all was fine. I smiled a bit. "N - nothing babe..I - i'm fine" I said. Victor knew that the smile was fake
"Babe lets go." I said.

That night, I tossed and turned on the bed, unable to sleep. I turned to Victor, and hugged him as tight as possible. Damnnn though! His abs were tonned and shaped into a perfect shape. "Babe...what's wrong..." He asked. I had no idea he was awake. His body turned to face mine.

I brushed my hand through his hair and looked into his eyes, smiling and replied with "nothing". He started to list the facts that made him know that something was actually wrong. I just kissed him and asked him to sleep.

I still couldnt go to bed. When Victor was fast asleep, I got up from bed, got my clothes back on and tip - toed my way out the house. I headed to the near by park and took a seat on the bench. The park that was full of activites now seemed abandoned at night.

As I embraced the beauty of the park, I felt a presence, a strong one. Someone was watching me. Just then I recived another text message

Unknown :
Look behind you.

My heart started pounding as fast as it go. Curious, I slowlt turned my head to the back. I was one the verge of crying till someone hit right on the face.