Love is everything

Creepy {11}

*Alice's POV*

I'm at home watching a movie, or more like as I have it as a background as I text Sam. She just told me that she would block me as a joke so I paid her back ignoring her. However, it's already been a few minutes and she still didn't text me back, maybe she got tired of me. I shudder at that thought. I hope that she didn't take it bad. I was just joking like her. Wait, maybe she wasn't joking. I start to panic as that thought crosses my mind. I try to compose myself and start texting her again.

'Are you there?'

'Yeah, I'm sorry Alice. Are you still mad at me?'

Thank god, it seemed like she misunderstood me, I sigh in relief as I start texting her.

'*blink repeatedly* What are you talking about? I've never been mad at you'

'Wait, really? *smiles happily* I thought that you were *pouts*'

As I read this I'm laughing so hard. She never pouts, it's practically impossible to even imagine it, she pouting... damn, I can't, I'm dying here.

'*laughs hysterically* I told ya' to stop that. Do you want to kill me?'

'Wait! Don't die! I can't see you again if you go to heaven'

Heaven? I didn't see that coming. Does she thinks that I will go there?

'Wait, who's saying that I'm going to heaven, why can't I go to hell?'

'That's obvious. You're too good to go to hell'

'So... if I go to hell are you going to see me?'

'Of course, but it's impossible. Like I said to good for going to hell'

'Well, that can I change it. But really, are you planning to go to hell or something like that?'

I smirk as I text that. I'm not a good person, not a bad one either, so maybe if God, heaven, hell, and all of that existed I guess I would go to heaven. However, I didn't see that coming. She doesn't seem the type of person to really believe in all of that but I don't know, it's just been a few days since I met her. Twelve days to be exact.

I'm already at home in Baltimore, picking up my awesome life. I sigh as I look at the hour and I groan as I turn off the TV and get ready for work. I work as a waiter in a small café. I've been working there since last year, when I started college. I needed the money to pay the fees for college and my daily needs, like food. My parents pay most of it, but I want to help them. I know that we aren't really well on money, so even if it's a little I want to help paying part of the fees.

I check my phone and see that she still didn't answer me. I wonder if maybe she's busy, I send her a text telling her that I'm going to work and that we will talk later as I get off the house and start walking to my job. It takes me around an hour to get there so I just take it with calm as I see my surroundings and I listen to music while I walk.

A few hours later, I already finished my work and I'm going to my house, finally. I had a shitty day; one client was all over me, its weird that it happens, but sometimes the world it's just against me. Why can't they take that I'm not interested, what woman would be interested in a guy like that. Fine, I'm a lesbian but even so, how can a girl like a guy fucking-eye her or that a guy touch her body like that.

I shudder at the memory, this guy was really over the line, thank god that my co-worker helped me. I don't know what would have happened if he didn't meddle in the situation. I sigh tired as I just continue walking home. A few minutes after my walk I feel someone watching me, I read about feeling the eyes of someone on your back and thinking that it was bullshit. Now, I'm scared, and I feel chills running on my back.

I start to deviate from my way and going to crowded places as I try to figure out if it's just my imagination or there's someone really following me. As I turn the corner of the street I look to my right and I see the guy from the café, the one who touched my ass. I don't think this is a coincidence, what are the odds after all. I took another corner a few blocks away and he's still there, looking at me. He's following me without doubt and I start to panic when I crash with another person.

"I'm sorry." I say, apologizing as I try to step back, but this other person doesn't let me and puts an arm around my waist. At first, I'm shocked, but I am even more shocked as I don't feel any discomfort from the sudden act. I lean back a little trying to look at the person, and I see Sam. I'm shocked, but the look on her face makes me a little scared. If looks could kill... I follow her gaze and I see her looking at the guy from the café. He's scared, I can't blame him, I would be too if I was at the receiving end of that look.

I see him pale as he runs away. I hear her sigh relieved and I look at her. She seems more calm now, she has her eyes closed, as if trying to compose herself. A few seconds later, she opens her eyes and I catch them, her beautiful emerald eyes. I look at her for what seems to be years until she talks, breaking the bubble that formed around us.

"Sorry." Wait, what? Why did she apologize? It seems like I zoned out longest that I thought, she's now a few steps away from me. Not too far, it will only take me one-step to crash with her again, but somehow it seems like we're worlds apart.

"Why are you apologizing?" I ask with a frown. She just helped me, she showed up from... "Wait, why are you here?" I look at her, realizing that she's supposed to be at her home with her parents doing some kind of job. "I thought you were taking care of something." With every question I ask, I can see her flinch. Not physically, but I see it in her eyes. She seems at a loss of words. She opens her mouth, but closes it as soon as she opens it. It's obvious that she doesn't want to talk about it. I sigh as I start my walk home. I'm happy to see her, but I can't stand it. She's here and she didn't tell me. Why? Does she not want to see me too? Am I not her friend? I stop brusquely at that thought came in my mind. Yeah, we are only friends. I start to close my fists really hard as I continue walking and thinking, 'we are only friends'.

"Alice!" I hear her voice behind me. I ignore her as I continue walking. However, as I just took a few steps more I feel someone hold my wrist and spinning me making me watch again those emerald eyes, it hypnotizes me every time that I see them. "Alice." I hear her say making me snap of my trance and reminding me that I am mad at her and I start to avoid looking at her. I try to lose her grip, but she's strong. Fortunately, she's careful enough as not to hurt me, at least, physically. "I'm sorry Alice." As I hear her say that, I look at her again. She seems serious. "I-" I see her looking for something, I guess that what to say next. I sigh heavily.

"It doesn't matter." I say as I push my arm out of her grip without effort. It seems that she gave up after all. I turn around and I start one more time my walk home.

"It does." I hear her voice at my side. I thought that she would stop following me. I didn't even feel her at my side. I look at her as I see the seriousness in her face. "I..." She sighs as she runs her hand through her hair. "I didn't plan to came here. It just happened. I'm sorry, Alice." I stop on my tracks, still looking at her eyes, trying to figure out if she's being honest.

"Why are you here?"

"I- I wanted to see you." After hearing that I cannot stop the smile that forms on my face. I'm still a bit pissed at her, but I cannot be mad at her for too long, and even less after hearing her say that.