Twenty-two

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My head was banging and hurting as I tried to regain my consciousness, the pain was excruciating, my eyes fluttered open, the room was empty just a small window at the corner, I noticed I was tied to a wooden chair, I tried to loosen myself but it didn't work, the rope was too tight, the only dim light was that of a bulb but it wasn't all that bright, the colors in the walls of the building were scraped and the floor wasn't tiled

What the hell was this place

"Well well Princess Betty wakes up" I heard a voice say

The figure approached and I saw a girl stand in front of me, she was average in height but very slim, she looked sick, her skin was pale and her hair was unkempt, with a little make up she'd be more beautiful except for the fact she held a pistol in her hand then I remembered she was my captor...she was the one who'd been terrorizing me and even tried to kill me

"Angela?" I whispered audibly

"Bingo" She smiled wickedly

"Where am I?" I questioned her

"Hmm...let's say, somewhere your little boyfriend can never find you"

No Tommy, I was sure he was in so much pain and he must be so confused, worried and sad, I could tell it was already evening and he would have expected me to have returned home. Tears pricked in my eyes but I blinked it away I didn't want to show any form of weakness.

"You're the one who almost ran me over, you destroyed me apartment and you've been sending me those terrible letters"

"You're catching up, well I love to take credit for my work, so yes"

"Why are you doing this?" I asked her

She gave out an evil laugh and pulled another wooden chair and sat on it directly in front of me

"Eight months ago, there was a function I was opportune to be a waitress, Tommy Bryant happened to be one of the guests, he looked at me while I served him cocktail and he called me beautiful" She smiled as if she was reminiscing her encounter with Tommy eight months ago "his smile is contagious and from that day on, I wanted him, craved for him, dreamt of him" she said before she looked at me with a scowl on her face "until you came along"

I gulped. She was insane, what the hell? So Tommy called her beautiful and the next thing boom she's obsessed, if I had to date the number of people who called me beautiful I'd lose count of the boyfriends I'd have..

"You're delusional, Tommy doesn't even know you"

"He would have but you came along I had a plan to meet with him and remind him of who I am...we would have fallen in love"

I scoffed. She was a psycho "you must be kidding me"

"I'd advice you watch your tone and your words" She said bluntly glaring at me

I gulped and kept quiet out of fear, I saw her bring out her pistol from her jeans pocket, and point it towards me and I almost yelled out of fear, she had a smirk written over her face, if I was going to die today I really wished my friends and family will remember me for the good things I've done, I've made peace with my mum, Mike..I really wish he'd find it in his heart to forgive me, I silently prayed that he'd find someone to love him again and God will give my family and friends the heart to bear my death...if possible make Tommy happy so happy he won't remember me often and he'd never end up with crack face here.

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