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The next few nights are more of the same. Unlike past occasions when he’s visited our home, now he doesn’t bother to move the location of his vehicle. It’s difficult to tell if it’s the same car, but it doesn’t matter. I know it’s him.
Returning to the front porch, I stand in the porch light and place my hands on my hips. I want him fully aware I know he’s here.
10:40 p.m. | Jillian
Go away, Luca.
10:43 p.m. | Luca
Go inside, Jillian.
10:46 p.m. | Jillian
No. It’s my house, I’ll do what I like.
10:49 p.m. | Luca
Listen, you little brat. Get your ass in the house before you get hurt.
10:54 p.m. | Jillian
Is that a threat?
And don’t call me a brat. If anyone should be name calling, it’s me.
You’re an asshole.
I glare at his car. I know this is petty. Should I threaten to call the police? I’m too tired for this tonight. This lack of sleep is really starting to do a number on me. I turn and head inside, hoping for at least a few hours before I get jabbed in the head with Caleb’s bony foot.
ONE DAY LATER
I stand on the porch, wearing my long pink satin nightgown. The headlights illuminate my silhouette as I face his car.
11:17 p.m. | Jillian
Go away, Luca.
11:21 p.m. | Luca
What the hell do you think you’re doing? Get inside, Jillian.
11:25 p.m. | Jillian
No. It’s my house. I’ll do what I want.
I’m tempted to ask him if his new girlfriend lets him talk to her the way he’s been messaging me. But I don’t need him thinking I’m jealous.Because I’m not.Just hurt that he could move on so quickly. But that’s probably how these mafia types work. A girl in every town, right? So, why’s he still here watching over me?
11:30 p.m. | Jillian
Besides, I’m free to come and go as I like. I’m not the criminal in this scenario.
11:33 p.m. | Luca
Thank you.
Is he being sarcastic? I mean it’s true. There’s no way after he’s been here in front of my house night after night, I’m going to walk on eggshells around him.
11:36 p.m. | Jillian
