Confessions of a Teenage Rebel (OLD)

10.Confessions of a Teenage Rebel-Momkey in High Heels

So, I've been getting quite a few comments lately, and it's made me uber doober happy!! I love getting your guys' feedback. And it's very entertaining to see who you guys think the stalker is! So, did the last chapter change your mind at all? Hehehe, I can't wait 'till I get to the chapter where you guys find out!!!

Hope you guys like this one......

10. Momkey in High Heels.

Confession #10: I act strong, but in the end I feel weak.

It's Sunday. I'm at work again. I haven't talked to Josh since Friday night. In fact, I haven't talked to anybody.

I'm beyond scared now. And that's because I have a fairly accurate guess as to who it is. But that just scares me even more. Maybe it was better not knowing.

I've gone over the suspects millions of times.

#1- Matt. He shares the black lipstick joke with me. Maybe he knows where I live. I guess I'm not really sure about that.

#2- Ethan. He overheard me talking to Josh about the whole lipstick thing, and he has a pretty good reason to hate me. He also knows where I live.

#3- Josh. He's my best friend. He always has been. I tell him everything, including the little black lipstick joke. He knows where I live. He knows when I'm at work. And he's always gone the night that bad things seem to happen. I know it's only been twice so far, but both of those times nobody knew where he was. He's also overprotective of me. Maybe he doesn't like Matt, and just wants to make it seem like Matt is doing this, instead of him.

I just don't know anymore. I feel completely empty right now. Melissa is down in California for the Winter, and Demi is vacationing with her family in The Bahamas. I'm not that close to Brian or Tyler, so I don't even have their phone numbers. I don't have Matt's either.

And I can't even trust my own best friend anymore. I want to ask him if he's doing this, and I want an honest answer back. But I'm scared that he'll get mad. I'm also scared that he'll lie.

My mind keeps racing. I can't think about anything other than who it is. I feel so numb, like maybe I should just give up. But I know I can't do that. I wanna kill this bastard first.

I guess the reason why I'm so scared is because I have nobody to call for help. Before any of this, it would have been Josh right away. But now I just don't know. I think I'm literally falling apart.

Focusing on work was impossible. I needed to get away from all of this. I just wanted to go home, and act like none of this had ever happened. Curling up in a ball, crunching my knees against my chest, falling asleep and never waking up again sounded so perfect right now.

But if I did that, wouldn't I be a coward?

"Annabelle!" Archie yells, making me jump and drop the glass cup that was currently in my hand.

"Shit," I muttered under my breath, leaning down to pick up the big shards of glass. "I'm sorry, Archie. I'll clean it up right away."

Archie lays a hand on my shoulder. "Don't worry about it," he says. "Go home. Get some rest. You look like you need it."

I snort. "Thanks. Girls love to be told that."

He grins. "What can I say? I'm an honest person."

"Thanks, Archie."

"Don't mention it, kid. Now go home. Have fun over Winter Break. Stay up late with a boy." He winks at me.

"Yeah," I say quietly. "Will do."

My car wouldn't start again, so I had to walk to work. It was less than a mile away though, thank god. I wouldn't have been able to do it if the Diner had been much farther away.