The Zone(7)

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Suzy had been at my house for the past week and a half. Mr. Tesfaye hasn't stopped coming over to see me at night but we have yet to indulge in our rendezvous. Not because he didn't try but because he would show up with this distant look in his eyes. I know in his music he talks about alcohol and drugs lean and codine. But to see the look of detachment I wanted to be apart of his world but he only seemed to push me away. I'd just lay in bed until I fell asleep or wake up feeling his presence just watching me. There was nothing I could say to him he intimidated me from asking him anything out of fear of what the answer would be or if I would get an answer at all. He made me crazy, frustrated just down right puzzled by his growing antics and let down. But I still had this burning desire this craving for his emotional abusive affection that craddled this deep hunger that I needed to be satisfied. He had this transcendence hold over me that could only be manipulated by his tactic to keep me engaged. I suffered inside to be touched by him to be idolized by him. He was different and very unreadable but his lack of depth with his emotions kept me from falling but on the other hand his way of possesing me gave me a thrill.

Suzy made bacon, eggs and waffles for breakfast I sat at my computer sendng out emails to my clients and updates on their accounts. He continued to text me but I ignored them and deleted them without reading. I wanted to show him that I wasn't going for his foolishness anymore. I did however text him back.

"I don't want to see or talk to you anymore Abel Tesfaye. If you have any questions about your account have your assistant email me. I'm done with your games and mind control this stops now. I hope you find someone else who will enjoy this little entertainment. Good bye Abel."

I had never called him by his first name but I was growing tired of this and he needed to know that I wasn't his play thing. I deleted his number out of my phone. But I kept his business number since he was still my client. Although I was at the point of dropping him from my accounts it was bad for business. I shut down my computer and sat staring at the black screen hoping I made the right decision and he got the damn point. He didn't give up easy but I wasn't going to make it easy for him to keep treating me the way he did. I hated The Knowing of who he was and hated even knowing that I let him get this far with me. He consumed much of my life right now and no one knew but me. I leaned back in my chair looking up at the ceiling before my wheels rolled causing me to hit the floor banging my head against the wooden floor. I just laid there without attempting to get up just staring at the ceiling feeling my own self pitty invading my heart.

"Abby are you alright?" Suzy yelled frantically as she ran to help me up. "I'm alright just leaned to far back in the chair." I said getting up as my phone vibrated across the table. "Who's that?" she said being nosy. " No one just a client. Is breakfast done it smells good?" I said grabbing my phone distracting her from the text. We walked out the office area and went into the living room to eat. I sat with my legs folded underneath me as I ate my food. My phone kept vibrating in my pocket. I would see Suzy glancing at me out the corner of her eye. She wanted so bad to know who was texting me but I wouldn't let that cat out the bag.

Finally I looked at the messages he had sent a total of 15 long messages.

"You say that now but once we're face to face you'll be desperately singing another tune."

"Ignoring me won't make me go away."

"Abigail I'm your kryptonite."

"Suzy would love to see me standing over her."

"Abigail you're in my thrall."

"I'll see you soon."

"Your love for me runs deep."

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