You're Not Alone

Chapter 2

        I walked out the door of my room, turning around to close it and saying "Love you honey! I'll be back soon! And hopefully alone!" My wife started laughing at my remark and just shrugged it all off and laid back down. As I closed the door I immediately reopened it and asked my wife "Hey Stella would you like me to bring you something since I'm already going out?"

        "Ummm, let me see," she responded and paused midway as she thought about it as well as searched the house to see what we needed, "yeah, it looks like we need some food and I need some other things" she finished her response as she wrote me a list of things to buy.

        Things to get: eggs, milk, rice, soy sauce, hot sauce, virgin oil, flour, fruits, vegetables, salt, sugar, jalapeños, and finally underwear for you and me, a lot of underwear for you.

        Yep that's the list she gave me, a list full of things that we need, especially me. With all the stalkers following me around stealing things from my home even though I have high tech security systems, like 17 systems to be exact. Its a shame that a cop, FBI agent, and a person who works at the company that installed my security systems became stalkers because now they actually know every way to break through the security and still get into my house no matter how many times I change the passwords to the systems. I tell you, its a pain to have to deal with this every day and every night. I also can't turn to the police about it because some of my stalkers run police departments and some federal departments.

        I am constantly getting letters from the government telling me that they would like to lower the amount of taxes I pay. They want to lower it significantly and I'm also getting letters telling me that they want to give me a raise in what I'm paid for owning my own business. Its a pain to know how low they think of me that I would actually go with their offers and go through life living it easy while other people out there are starving and crying because they don't make enough.

        I own a business of architecture, its very successful and sometimes too successful so I give some projects to other companies because I am taking away their possible costumers and I feel bad about it so I give in and give the projects up to companies that are currently sinking. I sometimes even invest in them and buy them leaving them to their old owner in order to keep them from changing and so that jobs aren't lost.

        "Romeo, oh Romeo!" I heard a voice call out to me from behind me breaking my train of thought, it got louder by the second as if the person was coming closer to me. "Romeo, oh Romeo!"

        "Yes, what do you want?" I recognized the voice and responded in a calm and sighed voice, it was him, that person, my old friend Davis.

        Davis is a very perverted person who only thinks of women and how he can get them in his hotel room. It pisses me off how much he keeps on inviting me to "gentleman clubs" even though he knows that I'm married but even so we are very close friends. My actual name is Valentine but everyone calls me Romeo because I'm a romantic and they compare me to Romeo from Romeo and Juliet. I got used to it since I have been called that all my life even by my parents at times. I like the name very much though so I stuck with it.

        "I got a job for you, I know someone who says that they will pay you a load of cash if you build them a mansion, what do you think? Are you in?" informed Davis as he asked me the questions.

        Will I take the job or will I turn it down?

        How will Davis react to it?

        Does he even work for me?

        I don't know, maybe we will find out next chapter, if you read it that is. Special thanks to my cousin and my beautiful girlfriend for helping me come up with the names.