"I told you I was going to get you. You can't run away from me Princess." he says with a tight grip on my shoulders that were pinned to the wall.
"F*ck you ! You're crazy. I thought you were a better person but you're just a crazy as* psycho!. LET G...
"Well! What is this ?!" I yell, demanding an answer. In a millisecond, thoughts filled my head. Could it be Jayce? Was he the psychopath? It had to be, he has my picture. It's him. IT'S HIM!
"Answer me Jayce." I say once again.
He looked so lost and worried. He just stood there, frozen. "...Al, I don't know..." he finally said out loud.
"Excuse me, you don't know ?!? It's you isn't it. And now you're lying..." I reply.
" Al, what are you talking about?.. I really don't know how that got there." he answers back, taking a step closer to me.
"DON'T!" I yelled. He stops, horrified. "Do not come near me." I say, putting my hand in between us as a sign to keep the distance.
"Al, I don't understand." Jayce says again. "Just don't move. I'm leaving." I state.
I run upstairs to the room I was sleeping in, grab my stuff while holding the stupid picture in my hands and head back down. I see Jayce, still standing in place, looking at the floor. I walk past him and head to the door. Before leaving, I turn around and rip the picture looking at him. Jayce's face didn't show any expression. He was blank. There was no need to for a Bye. The silence spoke for both of us.
I start my car with tears rolling down my cheeks. I couldn't believe what had just happened. Things just didn't make sense to me. My phone rings. A text. I debate on even picking it up. But my broken heart got the best of me. I look at my screen expecting Jayce's text but instead I read;
Unknown number: Wow. I gotta say I loved what you did there babe 🙃. Really thought i would have to kill that I dickhead to get rid of him but you cut him off for me. I guess you want me too 😉. I appreciate that Al, you made me really happy tonight and for that, you'll be getting a real sweet price 😏. Have a good night princess...
What ?... Are you fucking kidding me... What the hell was going on. I felt so broken, helpless and idiotic. I'm so stupid... How could I have even thought for a second that my stalker was Jayce. I had known him all my life. But I was still dumb enough to think... "AGH!" I scream hitting my fist on my steering wheel. This lunatic could have never been Jayce, he was framed. "I have to go back before it's too late.." I mumble to myself. Before everything is ruined.
I jump out my car and head back to Jayce's house. Knock on his door again. "JAYCE! I'M SO SORRY. PLEASE OPEN THE DOOR. I'M AN IDIOT." I yell hoping he could hear me. Nothing. "JAYCE PLEASE, I'M BEGGING YOU, I'M SORRY." I yell once again. The door flung open and I see Jayce just as i left him; sad and worried.
"Aaliyah! Thank god you're back! I was so worried..." Jayce says pulling me into a hug.
I was speechless. I didn't know what to say even if there were a million things to say.
"I'm so sorry..." I whisper into his bare chest.
The hug lasted a while but I appreciated every second of it.
He finally pulls back and says "Come inside."
I sat on his couch and he sat right next to me. He starred at me. I felt his eyes on my eyes. It was like... never before. It felt so different. He leans in closer and says "I thought I lost you."
"I'm sorry, I don't know what came ov-" I was cut off by a kiss.
HE'S KISSING ME!
I was shocked for a second. My eyes were wide. I pulled back and looked at him
"...Al, sorry, I thought... Ah, I thought...Never mind... Sorry." he whispers.
I felt so strange. He was my friend. We were never... THAT! But, it felt different at this moment. I was still looking at him, but not ... as my friend. I kinda wanted it to happen again. The kiss. What was going on?...
Without a second thought, I pulled his face close to mine and kissed him.
For a second, he was also taken by surprise. But then, we kissed. Passionately, lovingly and perfectly in sync. It felt so good. My lips on his, his on mine. I never knew I was missing out on something I always had. I LOVED IT. Every part of it. He was very much into it too. They way he kissed me though was rough, hungry, even impatient. Like he had waited for it for so long.
We kept kissing, time wasn't part of the equation. Who knew how long the make out was. All I knew it wasn't stopping anytime soon.
He then moved on to my jaw line. Kiss after kiss. No stopping him. At the same time, he kept pulling me closer and closer. At this point, I was on top of him. One of his hands on my waist, the other holding my chin, exposing my jaw line to his kisses. Slowly but perfectly, he reached my ears and I hear as a seductive whisper "Be mine..."
