Glass Heart || °K e l l i c°

3

December

Kellin

Melanie stepped into the kitchen just as I was about to make a coffee. I made one for her as she sat in front of me looking at me like I was some experiment she didn't know she ever created.

"I guess I'm that hot even you want to fuck me," I teased. She rolled her eyes, smiling as she took the cup of coffee in my hand.

"So what are you going to do with Vic?" She begun.

"Who's Vic?"

"Your admirer," she grinned stupidly. I groaned. Out of all time, the only time I got to take my mind off of work, off that creepy fucking dick Vic, she still has to start a morning conversation by talking about him.

It has been a week (or more) when I started to realised that this guy was stalking over me at the end of November. I was just about to forget about him when December came, trying to lighten my mood by setting the Christmas vibe, hell I even started to just brush him off and never took notice of him at the cafe I was working at anymore. Just to get reminded again by this stupid girl who was sitting in front of me, giving me her stupid grin.

This Vic has been running around in my head lately. Hell he even had made me confused about my whole sexuality. No matter how hard I tried to convince myself that I was straight as a fucking pole, I failed by thinking about him. What was so special about him that even made me like this? That made me confused about my very own sexuality?

First of all, I didn't even know him . He was just a stranger being creepy and all. How was I suppose to like him back? How could I be even sure that I would like him back if I was fairly sure that I was straight?

keyword, fairly.

This whole Vic thing had done me nothing but overthink and stressing about him. I had kept his stupid phone number even, just in case.

I didn't know what that 'in case' even mean and now like always, it ended up making me frustrated.

"Kells, you know you can just stop him from stalking and being creepy to you right?" Mel read my face. She knew when I was stressing and overthinking, I would rather zone out and just stay silent.

"And how's that?" I gave up and tried to hear her stupid suggestion that she was going to give to me. "Well, you can just always come to him and confront him. Talk to him and tell him your true opinion about how creepy he was being," she looked at her nails casually, like I hadn't thought about what she was saying, which is to be honest, yes I hadn't. "Because that's the only thing he want, to get you to talk to him and he'll stop being creepy."

"Oh, of course. Telling him how fucking scary he was being and tell him to fuck off would not be rude at all," I rolled my eyes, drinking the coffee. "Yeah, you should work on how you speak too so that it wouldn't sound so rude when you talk to him," she said, looking at me carefully. "Actually, why would you even care if you're being rude to him? You have always been even when he was just staring at you."

I remembered that one day when I was working and helping Kyle with his stupidity. Vic, with his creepy usual self, was staring at me and I caught him. Yet he didn't do anything but just kept staring and smiled. I rolled my eyes and gave him my middle finger. Yeah, Melanie was right. Vic didn't even do anything to give me the right to be rude to him. Except, his habit of stalking me when I work.

"Mel, I won't change for a stranger. Yes, I could be nice but a creep like him don't deserve to be treated nice," I ignored her comment and brushing off the thought earlier.