Ding! Your phone buzzed, a notification...but you didn't care to check it , you knew who it was; Daniel the man you had blocked on every possible social media platform and every number he had used to chat you up.
This is his eighteenth time using an unknown number to chat you up, and since you had ignored it his messages from this number were piling up and they were already up to twelve...mind you, it hasn't even been up to a full day yet, since he texted you with this new one.
The messages....it got so bad that on his fourth trial he had sent you 78 texts, which you left unread.
You picked up your phone after a few minutes of hesitation and scrolled open your phone
"Is it about her? Don't worry __we aren't serious, infact this is a forced marriage...text me back Anny i have missed you"
He said and you sighed and threw your phone on the bed and went back to doing your hair, what was his problem? And why was everyone trying to get on your nerves these days...an idea clicked in your head__why not go meet him and hear what he has to say?. But you quickly shaked it off..you were still healing from the past and meeting him might add more pain to your heart and your trauma.
But... meeting him would not be so bad...will it?, you contemplated this decision.. should you go for this hangout or should you ignore him totally...but normal reasoning would tell you to "protect your peace" but curiosity told you to "check it out!" .
You made your decision, you were going to meet him, you picked up your phone and typed..
"I am listening" Ding! A reply came almost immediately...damn he was a fast typer.
"Oh Anny, thank you for replying me finally... I need to speak to you"
"About what?"
"What happened nine years ago"
"But it's already in the past , why do you want to bring it up?"
"Because the truth never came out?"
Confusion materialised on your face, what was he talking about? What truth? It was stated that he leaked your oic so whatvthe fuck was he talking about? Was there other layers to the story? Or was he just trying to bull shit you.
"I don't know what you're talking about " you typed and ding! As usual, he replied immediately
"Let's meet up at swiss cafe , the one beside the night club" he said and you squeezed your face, skeptical of the whole charade.. what if it ended up being a set up...
"You better not try anything stupid" you typed and he replied.
"I swear on my unborn child that i won't " you hissed, this was almost the same thing he said when you semt him those pictures.
"I will be there by one today, don't be late" you said and without waiting for an answer you dropped your phone.
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You threw on a dress, wore a slippers snd put on your sun shades with a large raffia hat as if going to a beach, this would be the first time you were leaving the house looking so...bland. Never had you dressed so care free and empty...but you didn't care, it was Daniel, there was no need to get dainty and specially dressed, he wasn't worth the energy and effort.
You skipped, walking hastingly to the door and leaving quickly, you were avoiding Dan's prying eyes. He sat in the sitting room, his eyes and head following your every move like a surveillance camera.
You went into the car quickly and breathed, sighing in relief. What have you seriously gotten your self into?
"If i make it out of this situation alive, i will give my shoes out" you said to your self as you sat behind the driver's seat, waiting for your driver to take the wheel.
Ding! A notification, a message from your stalker
"Thanks for giving me the time, much love đź’•"
You felt like throwing up, the audacity of him behaving courteous with you as if it was during the "old days" as if the past did not happen. You swallowed a big ball of spit...you felt nervous, you felt fear, you felt anger. But the only way foward was to look foward and that is especially in this case.
She heard the thump of the door, it was Robert coming in
"Good morning madam" he said as he closed the door with a soft thump.
"Where are we going to today?" He asked and you heaved, you weren't ready to meet him, but it was meant to be done.
"Swiss cafe rob" you said and the car jerked into action immediately, you rode off.