Stalker

The Text

I click voiceover and speak over the video clips were the talking cut out. After finishing I sigh. Maxie hasn't got home yet... It's been 20 hours all ready.

I called him, no answer.

I decided to drive to his work real quick to go check if he was okay and not in trouble. I blasted Beyonce as I drove past many trees and clean bushes. Soon I ran across the studio. I pulled my box braids back in a bun and drove up to Then Studio.

I opened the door to a man on a fine suit throwing and ripping papers why'll backing Maxie into a wall yelling stuff like, "WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO OUR COMPANY?" I was scared out of my mind and quickly ran infront of Maxie when I saw the man's first raised. BAM! He hit me straight in the eye, I felt something trickle down my cheek I screeched in pain as my eye swelled up into a purple lump with pus. How were my fans going to react? Do I need plastic surgery? Or better editing skills?

Maxie grabbed me and pulled me to his chest in anger he yelled, "YOU HIT HER! THATS IT I QUIT!" in tears he carried me back to my car while the man yelled for him to return basically begging. He drove the rest of the ride and bought me an icepack and laid me in bed made me some strawberry tea.

I said I'm sorry a thousand times but he just kept nursing me.

Soon my phone rang, he said, "I will get that for you huh!" He picked up the phone and his eyebrows furrowed and he asked softly "Who is Lilac?" The name rung a bell and I said "in all honesty I don't remember her maybe an ex or an old friend...." He sighed in relief and said, "Oh okay..."

My cat jumped on the bed carrying a dead bird in her jaws and threw it at me and purred in pleasure. I didn't tell this time and just laughed it off I even picked the bird up and planted a kiss on its forehead and said, "Thanks." That was one of the reasons we named her Birdie. Because when we adopted her she had a dead bird in her mouth.

Maxie have her to me for my birthday.

He was perfect. The most perfect.

I looked down at the floor as my eye slowly began to open and calmed down with the swelling.

I looked over and saw Maxie getting all my Kitty kisses.

I laughed at Birdie as she licked his armpit thinking it was a bird and ripped some hair out. He didn't even flinch. He was tall, he had dread locks and chocolate skin. Some people mistook us for twins. If he didn't have so many face tats we would be identical.

Maxie said slowly, "I'm sorry about the boss, he can be a bitch..." I smirked and said sarcastically "Oh I didn't notice." He chuckled. Maxie kissed my cheek and said "Our baby girl is going to be as pretty and as sarcastic as her mama." I rubbed my stomach and chuckled "and as smart as her daddy" he kissed my lips.

For a second I felt guilty... I don't know why, but like me kissing him we're like....a sin.

So I pulled back, he raised his eyebrows in confusion so I quickly said, "I'm tired, let me get some rest and I will cook you some waffles in the morning."

He smiled and kissed my cheek again, "Even if I don't you will, you are a cancer after all." I didn't like how he made me sound too nice so I quickly said "Most FBI wanted." He laughed.

He tucked me in and grabbed Birdie and headed down stairs to watch some ghost busters.

I slept through the whole day and woke up to the smell of baked bread. I tossed the covers over and walked down stairs to waffles, eggs, bacon, corn pudding, and milk. I smiled at Maxie who stood holding a plate of choclate waffle and sausage Patty's.

I hugged him and gratefully took the plate and said thank you with a toothy smile.

I let the waffles melt on my mouth and drink strawberry milk.

Birdie came to my chair with smiling eyes. I snuck her a sugar powder donut with a strawberry stuffed inside. She devoured it in a milli second.

After finishing my food I grabbed my recorder and began telling the studio story. At the end I have a huge thumbs up and said "Make sure to like and subscribe and follow me on every social media you have!" I blow a kiss to the camera and begin to edit this 30 minute long video. Maxie finishes his food and begins shooting a music video in his home studio. He sings softly and proudly. I smile at the sound of his voice. I decided to take Birdie for a walk. I walk outside and Birdie trails behind me.

She struts happily across the grass rolling around and smelling ants butts before eating them and smacking loudly. She smells the pretty Brown pit bulls poop as the walk past and take a dump.

I don't worry about picked her up away for the pits since they are service dogs they can't be bothered with hurting Birdie. I ask the owner, "May I pet her?" He smiles "Sure!" I bend down and rub the beauty's head Birdie glares in jelousy as the pit hangs her tongue out her mouth and sits. Me and the owner talk for a bit about politics and soon me and Birdie get going down to the park. I hum doja cat 'say so' as we walk down together.

Birdie trails behind smelling everything moving and livings butts.

We stop at a beautiful park, red swings and slide cover the arena, navy blue monkey bars shine in the sun light. And then...I get the text...

Remember me, Isa?