My stalker, my loverboy (completed)

Chapter 14

RECAP

I opened Anika's message first,

'Hey what's up, doll?'

I mentally laughed at her nick name. Then I replied,

'My room's ceiling. Didn't you know?'

Then I opened Alexander's message,

'Princess, I am taking you out tonight. Be ready by 8pm sharp.'

Yeah the perks of being a doc! Then I replied back,

'Okay! But where to?'

He replied back, 'Surprise! xxx'

I blushed at the 'kisses' he sent me. Oh god this guy is going to be the death of me. Wait is that a date?

*Ting Tong*

Okay who is at the door at this hour of the day?

It must be Alexander. I washed my dried tears and wiped my face. I skipped down to the door and yanked it open. I was shocked to see who was at the door.

 

Mia

........Amelia.

..........A teary-faced Amelia.

"Oh my gosh! Amelia, why the heck are you crying? Are you okay? Did Travis do something? Please tell me, Amelia. What happened?" I asked genuiney worrying about her. Secretly the villain in me hoped that Travis just dumped her sorry ass. But the sweetie in me hoped that he did not do such a thing. 

She could not say anything as she was continuously weeping and sobbing. The popular, sexy head cheerleader was crying in my house. MY HOUSE!!!!!

I let her cry and bawl her eyes out. I mean I seriously don't understand why she will come to me for solace. But if she has come her, then my deep condolensces are with her. I went to my kitchen and pulled out a glass from the cupboard and filled it with some orange juice and walked up to her. I placed the glass and just sat on the other couch facing the one on which she was sitting on. She wiped her tears and then looked at me.

"I should have never trusted Travis." She said with her voice almost cracking towards the end.

I looked up at her. I was pretty sure that moronic sorry ass of an orphan must have done something. Not pretty hard to guess actually. I gave her a sympathetic smile waiting for her to continue.

"Travis cheated on me and believe me that isn't the worst part. I saw him dry humping my sister on the kitchen counter and when I confronted him, you know what he said?" I waited for her curiously wanting to know what his smelly, disgusting mouth would have said.

"What did he say?" I asked innocently.

"He said that," she burst out into tears. AGAIN. Oh gosh! The suspense is killing me woman.

"He said that my pussy stinks like piss. And my sister is more tasty than me." She said in a croaky voice.

It took all my will power in me to not laugh out loud over there right in front of her face. But hey, he is talking as if his useless salty and bitter semen is so tasty. Seriously, is he such an asshole? I had never imagined him to be like that. Such a moron! I seriously feel now that I should have just filed charges against him for attempted rape and murder.