Bridget has a stalker....her ex-boyfriend is a detective. Bridget still isn't over Thomas and Thomas wants Bridget to move on with her life. Will Thomas get closer to Bridget during their time to solve who the stalker is or will Bridget have to go t...
Sitting on the bed I wait for Tom to come out of the bathroom. Detective Harley arranged me to stay in a hotel while they find out who this person is.
They've changed the locks on my house and have other security looking out just in case the man decides to come.
Tom isn't staying in the same room as me but I decided to come down anyway because I need closure and I don't want to be alone.
The sound of a click makes me get up from the bed as Tom walks out with a towel around his shoulders.
He looks at me and lets out a sigh.
"Bridget, what are you doing in my room?" He asks walking past me to get to the other side of the bed,
"Tom....I'm scared" I admit to him.
"Bridget I know you're scared but you're safe in your own room" He replies back empathising the word safe.
"But Tom, what if this man comes into my room in the middle of the night?"
"Stop saying stupid things!" He screams at me.
Jumping back in fear he turns his back towards me and runs a hand through his brown hair.
"I-I'm sorry"
"What do you want from me Bridget?"
"I just want to stay here for the night, I don't want to be on my own" I tell him.
He slowly turns around and nods his head as a yes. Giving him a small defeated smile I sit back down on the bed as Tom walks around me.
"I'll sleep on the sofa" He says.
Switching off the lap which was on the bedside table I lie down on top of the duvet because I didn't feel like taking the covers on top of me.
Lying down on my side I listen to Tom shuffling around on the sofa until he lets out a small cough and I'm met with silence afterwards.
What has my life come to? Ever since Tom broke up with me I feel like I haven't been getting anywhere with my life, there's always something that's stopping me from moving on and now it's this.
I just want to find out who this stalker is so I can go back to having a life where I wasn't worried that' someone was following me.
I feel my eyes drifting close as I find myself falling into a deep sleep.
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"Bridget, wake up!" My eyes shot open as I feel myself breathing for air.
Looking at my surroundings I see Tom beside me and the bright room light on going straight into my eyes making me blink.
"W-what happened?" I ask out loud.
"You were screaming very loudly" Tom declares with what looked like worry on his face.
Sitting up straight I ran a hand through my hair to realise that I had sweat covering my hair and forehead.
"I need water" I say not looking Tom in the eye.
I feel him get off the bed as he walks off in search for water for me to drink. Tom comes back second's water and hands me the bottled water.
Unscrewing the cap I take a big gulp from the bottle and settle it back down in my lap.
"When did you start having these nightmares Bridget?" Tom asks me softly.
Shifting my gaze over to his face I study the state of him. His brown hair is messed up from sleeping and he has some dark circles underneath his eyes.
I want to scold him, to tell him to get some sleep and not stress himself out whenever he worked too much like I used to before.
"Bridget?" Snapping out of my thoughts Tom continues to look at me with his brown eyes.
"Ever since you left me" I admit truthfully.
He closes his eyes and turns his face away from me.
"Brid-"
"Remember that time when you promised me you wouldn't let anything get in between us and that included your job. And guess what? You broke your own promise Tom...you let your job get in the way between our relationship, how did you assume that I wasn't safe? I felt safe and secure around you at all times...there was never one moment where I thought to myself that you were putting my life at risk because you weren't at all. You just thought you were and that thought made you so paranoid that you decided to break off our relationship. You hurt me, you put me through so much pain and you were the one last person that I ever expected that from. I won't get over it, no matter how much times you tell me to move on I won't and I'm telling you this right now"
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Wiping the fallen tears away with the back of my hand, I put the water bottle on the table and get up from the bed.
Trying to walk away I feel Tom grab hold of my wrist with his warm palm.
"Don't walk away from me Bridget" He warns me.
"Why Tom?" I ask him.
Turning my head to look at him he looks pissed off and I want him to be pissed off. I want him to know what it feels like to walk out of someone's life.
"I'm not done with you so you don't walk away from me" Pulling me towards him I end up bumping into his chest as his hands move up and rest on my upper arms in a firm grip.
"You don't like it do you?" I ask him looking him dead in the eye. "It doesn't feel nice to walk away like that now does it? Imagine how I felt Tom but replace the anger with hurt and twice amount the pain- that's what you caused me" His face softened a little before hardening again to the way it was.
"What I did was for the best. I did it because I loved you Bridget and I'm still doing it now for you. Just because I walked out the door and am ignoring you it doesn't mean that I hate you, I'm doing it because I love you" He lets go off my arms and storms into the bathroom slamming the door with a loud bang.
