There she is. The princess. The girl with so much responsibility and power in her hands even she doesn't even know it yet. The girl who has no idea who she really is and what she can do. Yes. That girl, my childhood best friend. The best friend that I used to cherish, love and treasure more than anything in this world. But I don't see her as my friend any more. No. All the warm sunshine I felt inside my heart for her was gone, all swallowed by endless darkness. But who could I blame? I wanted this. And I must finish it.
"Sir?" My driver's voice echoed through the back of my limo causing me to snap out of my thoughts "all necessary preparations are complete."
"Yes, good." A devious smirk crawled on my lips before pulling my attention back at the girl who was...wait. Jacob Frost? What is he doing here?
Before I could answer any of the questions inside my head, my phone vibrated loudly in my pocket. I quickly pulled it out checking who was calling at this moment and of course I would see his name. Last minute instructions before I start the show?
"Sir?" I picked it up my voice returning to its submissive but firm form
"Jacob frost has interrupted our plans." His voice feels like a thousand piercing needles slowing eating out my heart. But I have to act like a submissive child to him. I have to. Or I'll lose everything.
"Yes, sir. I just saw him walking in with her." I crossed my left leg to my right leg, eyes focused on the nagging girl and the very amused Jacob Frost.
"Dispose of him when you can and whatever you do, never forget the sole purpose of this mission," with that he hung up, leaving me with my thoughts and anger stirring up my chest.
Unwanted tragic memories flooded my head once again, causing me to grip my phone forcefully. But my glare remained on the two people who mattered most to me right now.
CRAAACK..
I heard the LCD of my iPhone crack up before my brand new bought iPhone crumbled right before my hand.
"Don't worry. I'll never forget."
I swore one last time before throwing away the smashed up phone to the side telling my driver to get me a new one putting on my heartthrob face then started the show. Let the magic begin. This time Aaliyah you will pay.
Skylar Aaliyah Jackson💕
There are two kinds of stalkers. The stalker who would merely show their top most admiration towards you in public but would check your twitter everyday for a brand new statement they could either yet to judge you with jealously or practically find another reason to prove that you're such a black sheep in the society. In other words, your own fan club of haters who are practically your biggest fans but their sense of pride and over whelming jealousy just won't let them admit it.
And there are those stalkers who are practically your stage mothers but to another haunting level.
Yes. They tend to express great amount of love and admiration, mostly in public. Your fan base in public. And your fandom in the social media whatnot.
For FROST'S case, I would categorize him as part of the crazy-fucked-up stalker who is probably a pedophile. Oh the accuracy. Somebody give me an award.
"Look, FROST," I turned to face him stuffing my hands inside the front pockets of my grey jacket. "You did not only lie to me about your real name but you also worked with an etiquette-drug queen to tame a devil like me."
"I am simply doing what's best for you." He simply said, crossing his arms across his muscular chest. Why is he so fit? Does he work out or something? Ugh
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