The Wrong Guy

Chapter Ten

Zane is starting to look pretty good. It's been eight days since the hit and run. The bruises are starting to slowly fade, but his other injuries will take some time to heal. My heart hurts to see him like this. I do still love him. A part of my may always love him. I'm still scared for him, even though he is safe inside a hospital.
"At least your bruises are healing well", I told him as I sat down next to him in the chair.
I smiled a light smile even thought I wanted to cry.
"You know I'm worried about you. This psycho tried to kill me. Now he's stalking you", he said, grabbing a hold of my hand. "Jenna, we should never have broken up".
Tears started to form in my eyes making everything glossy. I shut my eyes and let the loose tears fall, then quickly wiped them away.
I wanted so bad to kiss him and hold him; but it's difficult right now, not because he's lying in a hospital bed, but because it's been eight month without him as a boyfriend.
"I took shooting lessons. I'm going to buy a gun", I told him bravely.
He looked at me with wide eyes, "Are you sure that's safe? What if he tries using it against you"?
"That's a chance I'll have to take. I need to protect myself from him, the police can't protect me".
I was starting to get a little agitated. I need to show him that I'm not some scared little girl that can't take care of herself.
I looked at Zane then stood up and grabbed my bag. "Besides, I'm getting used to it. He's probably outside waiting anyway. He's everywhere. I'll see you later". I turned and left his hospital room and headed for the elevator, taking it to the parking level I parked on.
Somewhere during the week I guess I started losing all caring whether he was there or not. I basically ignored the fact. I regret everything that has happened in the past two weeks. But I can't take back what already took place.
It's sad to say, but bad things really do happen to good people.
My phone vibrated and broke me out of my thought. I glanced at the Unknown displayed on the screen. I hit the answer button. "Hello".
"Took me long enough", the deep recognizable voice said.
I stopped and froze where I was. God fucking damn him! I hung up!
The phone vibrated again, but I hit the ignore button. How the hell did he get my new number?
The elevator stopped and the doors opened. I slowly stepped out, but kept my arm in the door. I glanced around but nothing looked out of sorts, even though I had no idea what I was looking for since he most likely changed cars. So I pulled out my pepper spray and walked to my car. Luckily I got there safely. I got in and locked the doors and sighed in relief. When I got home Hanna was waiting for me on the sofa. I went to say something when she put her fingers up to her lips to shush me. I looked at her puzzled. She held a piece of paper in her hand and got up and walked me out to the hall. She walked me to the end of the hall toward the fire escape and stopped and handed me the paper. She was almost as white as the paper. I read the words:
I WILL BUG YOU UNTIL I GET WHAT I WANT JENNA. YOU!
"I strongly believe that he bugged the apartment. Maybe that's why he always knows where we are", Hanna said. "We really should have the police check it out".
I pulled out my phone and dialed Valerie. When she answer I told her about the note and possible listening devices in the apartment. She advised us not to be in there and that she would have two Tech's come by and do a sweep. I waited outside the apartment while Hanna went in to get her bag, then we waited in the lobby for the Tech's to show up. We told them the apartment number and let to know we would be at the coffee shop around the corner.
I wasn't really thirsty but ordered a mocha frappe anyway. Maybe I just need the caffeine, even if my nerves were shot.
"He called me". I let Hanna know. "I don't know how he got my number, but he did".
Hanna shook her head in disgust. "Oh Jenna, this is all my fault".
I made a sound that sounded like a cross between a chuckle and a scoff. "Actually, it's mine. I showed him to you, remember".
"Don't remind me. And to think I nearly drooled over the guy".
The Tech's came in an hour later and took a seat with us. They opened the bag they had and took out two different evidence bags. Hanna and I looked at each other in shock.
The one tech announced, "This bag", he held up his right hand, "is listening devices. He held up his left and said, "These are hidden cameras". There were a total of five cameras and six listening devices. "We only found one bug in Hanna's bedroom but no camera. I'm guessing he's more focused on you", he told me.
"Rest assured", the other tech said. "they are gone".
I'm so dumbfounded by this. How the hell did he manage to bug us? We never leave the door unlocked, he's only stayed over once and there was never any sign of forced entrance.
Regardless, I'm changing the locks.
We thanked the Tech's and we home.
I was still a nervous wreck just knowing he had been watching me and listening to everything we said. I felt sick. He watched me shower, get dressed and anything else I did in the privacy of my own home. He mentally raped me.
My laptop! Oh shit! I forgot it was ready today. I looked at my watch, it was already 6:26pm.
"Damn", I said out loud. It was too late. I'll have to get it in the morning.
My phone rang. Unknown. And decline. Then my phone pinged. I opened the message.
YOU THINK YOU'RE DONE WITH ME? OH MY LOVE, YOU'RE JUST GETTING STARTED! NOBODY TOUCHES MY THINGS!
I was beyond furious and I knew this was only make the flame grow but I text back,
SCREW YOU AND STAY OUT OF MY LIFE, YOU TWISTED FUCK!
I ignored the rest of his messages for the remainder of the night. I must have heard my phone ping close to fifty times an hour. He wasn't going to stop. Not only did I not know where he was, I didn't have a number to trace him to. He was a damn ghost! I shut my phone off for the night.