Bullied By Them, Loved The Other

Fuck

I woke up out of my sleep to my phone notifications going crazy. I saw an unrecognized number and read each message one by one.
***-***-****: he's dead your father is dead
***-***-****: Mariah answer your fucking mother. Your dad died. The funeral is in three days.
***-***-****: I know you're reading this, and know for a fact that when I see you, you'll have a shit ton of hell to deal with.

What the fuck. How did that witch get my phone number. I got a restraining order, I moved across the country, how the fuck does she have my number.  I didn't know how to feel about this.  The man who gave me life and took it all away DIED.

The biggest smile on my face erupted and was followed by a hysterical fit of laughter.  There was a bunch of knocking at my door.  I opened it and a man stood in front of my door and struck me in the face, immediately shutting down my laughter.  He then kicked me repeatedly. 
Mike, Jaime, and Vic....
"What the fuck!?" I shouted the man dropped an envelope and ran.

What the fuck was that. I shut my door and locked it. I ran to my bathroom and looked in the mirror.  My face was RED. My nose started bleeding a little. When I got that handled I grabbed the envelope and opened it.  I pulled out a paper that had me a nervous wreck.

Watch yourself. Your father is dead, all he wanted was you. Not me. You.
Don't let me get you.

I dropped the letter and ran to the bathroom to puke.  I was mentally fucked.  This was going to go down horribly. I couldn't stop thinking about the things that happened between the two of us.  I wanted to cut...so I did.  It was bad.  This was something I missed doing.  There was blood all over my hands and they shook. My legs felt like jelly and my heart was beating to fast.  So I cut some more...I mean a lot more.

Once I finally consoled myself, I was able to clean myself up. I was a mess.  All I wanted was Tony, but since whoever it was that showed up here; I won't put Tony at risk. 

I looked at my phone and I had missed calls from Tony.  I called him back "Hi Tone...are you at the venue right now?"  Through the phone we talked for about ten minutes, Vic still didn't show up and they had to preform later that day. 

I needed a hotel,  I wasn't safe here knowing whoever the hell that was knew where I live.  I called Jhene and Jessica and told them everything. They came over right away.  "What hotel are you thinking of? You know you can stay with either of us..." Jessica suggested.  I would definitely consider but what about Tony?   "I'll have to get back to you on that.  You know I'd love to, it's just that Tony and I have been getting really close if you know what I mean." I said with a smirk.  Jhene bursted our laughing, then they understood why I needed a hotel. 

"Do you need your stuff packed?" Jessica asked thoughtfully.  "I honestly haven't thought this far through.  I don't know what to do with a crazy man attacking me and leaving letters...I can't just pick up my things and move...can I?"  Even if I moved Tony had to be a part of my life, I wanted him to be.  He had to be

"It's all up to you..." Jhene continued that if I wanted,  I could keep my stuff at her house.  I needed to know if this was going to continue. 

Later that night when the Js slept, Tony called me. I stepped into the hallway to take the call when I noticed a figure taking flash pictures of me with a camera.  This was it.