HOE

17. Stalked

2 months later
June 18,2018

Omniscient

It had been two months since Cyrus decided to pay Monica a visit, and surprisingly his drunken stunt landed him right back into Monica's heart. They were now together and happier then ever. Monica and Raquel hadn't been hanging out as they normally did. What once was everyday turned into two-three times a month, on a good month. Raquel had also still been spending more time with Dave. They were becoming "dickmatized" as Cal would state. But Raquel left out one small detail about her guy, she didn't tell her who he was exactly. She figured it still wasn't "serious enough".

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Monica

I had just awaken up from my nap before work tonight. Rolling over I seen a sleeping Cyrus and smiled. I loved waking up to him. I sat up searching my dresser for my phone. I grabbed it seeing I had a two messages.

Unknown:
It's not over. You're next.

Unknown:
What's good Mo? When you working again?

I was praying those weren't duplicate texts from this fucking stalker. Over the last month I had been getting random messages here and there. All kinds of things like "watch out, I see you bitch" just all kinds of weird shit. I've blocked whatever I could and it was like there was no escaping and I refuse to let some bored ass person make me change my number so I simply ignored it now.

"Better not be talking to no niggas." I heard Cyrus mumble from the other side of the bed. I sucked my teeth. He could've worked for the feds. His eyes were still shut yet he knew I had my phone, with no ringer on. Everyday I wondered why the hell I put this pussy on his crazy ass. I loved Cyrus though. Every since he popped out on me it's like it's  we needed to just yell out our feelings to each other because I've been wrapped around his dick since.

Although, it's like the more we began hanging around each other I've been feeling this urge that someone's been watching me then with this freaking weirdo who's been harassing me I didn't know what to think about it. I started to carrying around mase and a switch blade. Cyrus had seen it in my purse one day and asked what it was about. I told him I had it for those nights at Dream Girls when I worked.

He's been pissed about me working there. Oddly, I've began enjoying it. It was pretty fun and I already loved dancing. I did tell him I'll start looking into other things but I didn't want his help. Last thing I needed was us to split again and he throw it in my face how he got me job. Or worse, pop up on me and make me lose that one too. I got up to go to the restroom and freshen up.

I decided to to take my phone with me to avoid Cyrus looney ass. I deleted my stalkers message and replied to the other. Nas. We started communicating again about about a month ago. I hadn't heard from him since the club but he said he lost his phone that night and got a new number. Cyrus could come off as controlling sometimes and I knew having a guy friend would have ready to off someone so what he likens know wouldn't hurt him.

I decided to leave it unstored so it wouldn't ring any alarms being a guy. Plus, I know Cyrus had to deal with some girls during his gigs so this was technically the same thing. We were simply conversing. I actually forgot how cool Nas really was since we've been texting. If he didn't have that crazy ass baby mama we could've probably been a "thing". I was shocked he's even be texting me this much.