Broken

Alone

Three

I was finally alone.

It's not like I've never been alone before, but for the first time in a really long time i was alone.

Alone. I was away from Tim and my strange, yet very persistent stranger.

I checked in to the Ramada plaza ten blocks down from the dinner. To my surprise it was cheap so, i could stay a week or so, just enough time to get back on my feet. Setting my things down on the bed, the room was pretty nice. Nicer then id expected for a New York motel. As i started to unpack my things, i couldn't get my mind off of Harry and how incredibly insane he was. I always like to make myself at home when ever i stay somewhere.

Today's events had worn me out and i was drained completely after unpacking. So i decided to skip a shower and slip right into bed, promising myself that i'd take one straight away in the morning. Turning out the lights my mind immediately flooded with the words me and Harry previously exchanged.

"All i wanted was for you to give me a chance. To show you that love isn't cruel."

But love is cruel and I'm living proof of what happens when you love.

"Let me show you that i deserve it then. I want to show you how love from a real man feels like, if you give me the chance."

At least he got one thing right, Tim was not a real man. He was only a shadow of a man. He let alcohol consume him. Tim just stoped being a man. He stopped looking for work and blew all of our savings on cheap booze. He come in all hours of the night with his breath laced with liquor.

I shook my head to rid my thought of the person that put their hands on me. He was no longer apart of my life, i was done with Tim and i no longer need to think about him.Yawning, my thoughts were quickly replaced by Harry and our encounter. I tried to rid him from my thoughts along with Tim. I need to stay strong because i didn't need men to keep my company or make me happy. I was always taught that a women on her own was stronger than she was with a man. So from now on i went by that, i was stronger alone than i am with any guy.

With that thought i slowly drifted off and somewhere between consciousness and sleep Harry was there.

Waking up i felt a type of relief, I'm not sure if it was from being away from Tim or something else but i felt free and free felt good. Today was going to be a good day, and i need one of those.

Sliding open, my phone i saw that there was a couple messages from Tim. Which i quickly delete, and one message from an unknown number. I usually just delete messages from unknown numbers like that, but to my curiosity i opened it.

*Harry- Bonnie, its Harry I'm sorry for last night.*

Spoke to soon.

*Me- Should i even ask how you got my number, you seem to know a lot about me.*

*H- Your not that hard to find. That could really be a problem if you were being stalked.*

*M- It's a problem now because you seem to be doing a pretty good job stalking me.* Why was i even entertain him no matter how charming or cunning he is he's still some strange man that kissed me twice yesterday and seems to have my number some how. He was a grade 'A' stalker.

*H- Don't you think if i was stocking you, i would have all ready grabbed you yesterday when i clearly had you.*

I can just see his little smirk right now as he sent that message.

*M- That's not the point, the point is that i don't know you and you should leave me alone.*

Just as i was about to lay my phone one the bed and take a shower, i get another text.