บททั้งหมดของ Diary of a Stalker: บทที่ 11 - บทที่ 20

Not even a day after, and news broke about the dead body of a young woman in the alley behind an appliance store. I turned my radio down as the news reporter rant on about how disgusting the person who did it was, how they needed to be found and dealt with.  'If only they knew the type of person you were, Olivia. A worthless druggy who went around sleeping with men for money and drugs.' I did what I did for a reason; I did it to be with the one I loved, so that we can be together with no interruptions. As I drove around the corner, I spotted Felix sitting on the side of the road, with his head between his legs and an empty bottle by his side. 'Damn this kid, I completely forgot about him and how the death of this bi*ch would affect him.' 'Of course, I was the first person he would run to.' I wind the window down to get a better look at the sad little thing that was sobbing outside of my gate. "Hey there, Fe, what's

What do you even wear to your enemy's funeral? I mean, she is a dead bitch now. Does it even matter? I had no respect for her in life, so why should I when she is dead?I gave a heavy sigh, then pulled out an old ensemble, which was just a plain black dress with long sleeves, an oversized hat, and black heels.And even though I was dressing down, I still looked better than Olivia on even her best day."Well then, this is tragic.'' I said to my reflection, then watched the cigarette burn down to my fingers and felt a red mark.''Even in death, this bitch still finds a way to take you from me. Still find a way to weasel yourself in my life."This truly is tragic, I squeezed eye drops in my eyes so that when I get to the burial ground, fake tears will flow.I didn't want to attend Olivia's funeral, but Felix made me and then there was you. Sounding pitiful on a 1 am call. I know that you are hiding something, I won't stop until I find out what

I must admit, even though I haven't seen or heard from Felix in three days. It is quite refreshing. Plus, Russell and I have been spending quality time together. It is safe to say we are inseparable.Everything with Russell and me was great. Dad didn't mind our relationship, spoke business with my man and even call him son occasionally.Despite the talks around the office, Daddy Walker would threaten to get rid of anyone that bad mouths his little girl or her man.When will people understand that this is my world and they were just living in it?But not for long, because with the love I have for you, the place will implode and they will need to find somewhere else.For now, we will enjoy each other's company, like just yesterday. We went on a road trip just to go fishing. Two days before that; we flew to France for the film festival. We had sex on the private jet, in the elevator and the hotel's pool. And now, you are at my place, watc

Isabella Grey. Bella's flower shop. I read the sign as I held my head low and entered the overly sweet shop.'What? Don't tell me she spray perfumes in the air to make people think her flowers smelt good, and how does anyone even stand the stink of this place?'I strolled around, following behind Isabella the blonde without her noticing.This place is shabby, so was sign, and the owner. Fitting.'She should change the name to tacky.'I looked at the smiling portrait she had at the back, close to the cash register. Which gave a small insight about the florist and wanna be wedding planner. I could easily crush her dreams, open my own flower shop and steal all the customers, though it doesn't seem as if she gets much. She didn’t even have much flowers either, nothing but a hurry come up business.I ran my fingers over a few flowers, pricking my index finger along the way.

If it wasn't for Isabella screeches, I wouldn't have known that her date left. Leaving her to foot the bill. I watched as she became historically as I ate my Hasselback Tomato Caprese. Enjoy every bite. "Excuse me." I fanned a waiter down as he walked by. "Miss Walker?" "Sorry, but what is happening?" "Oh, her date left her with a three hundred-dollar bill." "Oh wow. Can she pay?" "I- I don't know." I nodded, "tell you what. I'll pay for her. No woman should go through such a- insult. Also, can I get another bottle of Leroy Domaine d'Auvenay Mazis and my dessert to go?" "Uh, of course." The waiter came back with my check, and Isabella's, along with my wine and dessert. "Imagine if he saw the twelve thousand dollars and some change I have to pay for my food." I laughed as I signed the cheques. "And please, keep me anonymous." I watched as Isabella dried her eyes and hugged the wait