Kristy's POV
God. Its Monday night, I have work tomorrow. I have to get up so early. I have to face Andrew. Starting to think I should just call in. I havent seen or heard from him since his little visit to my house last night. Im actually glad, I dont need that kind of drama in my life. No man will handle me in such awful ways.
I was sitting alone in my dark livingroom. All the lights are off, all windows shut and doors locked. I had the bottle of unopened alcohol I bought last night in my closed palm. I stare into the darkness of the room, not focusing on anything inparticular. I shouldnt drink it, but I really want to. Somehow I managed to put the bottle away and convince myself to save it for a special occasion. It was almost midnight, so I decided to hit the sack.
Tomorrow is going to be nuts.
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My body jolts awake as my alarm on my phone echos throughout the whole room. I didnt sleep well at all, I just dozed off not to long ago. Out of habit, Im already up and in the shower for work. I do this every morning. Once the alarm goes off, Im awake. I can never go back to sleep.
The ride to work was calm and quiet. Something very odd was in the air, just a strange feeling. When I arrive the building has barely anybody inside. The phones werent going off, it was just quiet. I was on my way to my desk when I notice something that honestly left me very disappointed.
Andrew wasn't here.
I asked Rochelle if he called or left early, but she said she hasnt seen or heard from him either. I thought maybe he was just sick, but he hasnt missed a single day since he started. Even when he showed slight signs of sickness.
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Days went on with no sign of Andrew. I was starting to get worried, and now Rochelle is talking about terminating him. I hope he is okay, and I hope he didnt leave because what happened between us. I would love to stay friends with him, he just made me feel so happy. Well, most of the time.
After a week and a half, Rochelle finally told me she tried to leave a message for him but his phone was disconnected. And that if I saw him, she wanted me to tell him he was fired. I wasnt surprised. He has been no-call, no-show for a long time. I have tried to call and text him a couple times but I never got a reply.
The week was almost over, and I convinced her to wait until the end of it to fire him, just incase he showed. Somehow it worked and she agreed. I was thankful but I dont know why I am trying so hard, he was way too agressive with me when I saw him last.
I couldnt help but think about him for the rest of the day. Where on earth is he? He just leaves without a trace. He has left before, he just always let me know when he was leaving and he never missed work.
When I got to my apartment, I park my vehicle and walk into the building hesitantly. I feel odd, something is off. I get closer and closer to my apartment when I see a box laying on the ground in front if my door. I dont touch it, I just look at it carefully. There is no return adress or senders name. Just in big bold letters, 'Kristy'
I look around the small hallway and see nobody in sight. Growing eager, I pick up the box and go inside. After setting my things down I sit on my couch and set the box on the coffee table in front of me.
Just for the hell of it, I pull out mt phone and dial Andys number. After a single ring an automated voice explains that the phone nunber is no longer in service. Why wont he just answer my phone call?
My attention quickly switches over to the box. I reach forward and rip apart the news paper that was wrapped around it. Then pull open the top, impatiently looking in. A confused and annoyed expression falls onto my face.
Newspaper?
I dont understand? Who would just send me a bunch of newspaper? I pull out the top booklet and my eyes scan over the top article.
'Man Killed In Mysterious Shooting.'
I seriously dont understand right now. What is going on? The next one in the box and it had a similar headline, 'Popular Exotic Dance Club Owner Murdered by Single Bullet to Head.'
'Woman Murdered in Alley Behind Well Known Bar.'
'Very Known Brother-Brother Druglord Duo Killed in freak accident: Explosion'
'Club Owner Killed After Unfortunately Gunshot Wound to the Head.'
Death By Suicide: Woman shot self after killing husband with Knife.'
Why did this person send these to me? Im so confused right now. Wiithout thinking too much about it, I just decide to go to sleep. Today and been strange and stressful. I need some relaxation.
Note-
Sorry if this story kind of sucks. And the chapters have been short. But hopefully I can fix that and make a better. Hope you guys have enjoyed so far...
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-King👑
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