Dreams Come True

Chapter Twelve

I don't know who this Darrell is, or even where the Darrell I befriended had gone.

This Darrell is all possessive, psycho, crazy lover boy. He is constantly around me, he even sleeps on the couch in my room he's that crazy. It's starting to freak me out.

I don't know what to do. My boss, Mr. Graham needed me to attend a business dinner to meet all the important clients, I went of course, but not without Darrell at my side.

Right now, I'm preparing dinner. I'm making Chicken and Bacon Carbonara.

With Darrell sitting on the kitchen bench watching me.

"Smells good Bell" Darrell states and I hum in responce. I've been giving him the cold shoulder since the dinner meeting because everytime Mr. Graham looked at me Darrell would go all crazy and freak out.

"Come on Bell, you've been acting like this for days now. What's wrong?" Darrell asks me, seeming innocent.

"What's wrong?" I ask him as I slam the wooden spoon down on the bench, causing the little droplets of the creme to fly everywhere.

"What's wrong? How fucking dare you ask me what's wrong when you know damn well what's wrong. Ever since I've met my boss, you've been acting like a crazy psycho. I can't be left alone for five fucking minutes otherwise you go all crazy and I'm not allowed to leave the house for hours. It's not about what's wrong with me, it's about you. What the fuck is wrong with you?" I scream at him, throwing my arms everywhere. I accidentally knock over a glass and it smashes on the ground but because I'm so far pissed it doesn't make me flinch.

However, Darrell over here, is staring at me wide eyed, shocked that I can even break like that. He keeps looking between me, the broken glass and the mess the creme made. Uncertainty is written all over his face, although it quickly turns into anger. My demenor quickly changes too, the sparkle in his eye has been one to scare me to high heavens.

He jumps off the bench and slowly stalks towards me, with a murderous look in his eye. I start to shake in fear. I was never afraid of him when we met, he was so lovely, and kind. He helped me when I was down and so I repaid him by bringing him across the world with me and this is how he repays me. By beating me.