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“Who the hell was I going to turn to? You already had your revenge campaign on me in place and the guys hated me as well by default. So, who the hell was I going to turn to? At first, it was harmless. I’d get text messages and then pictures and shit, you know, regular stalker things. Then it cooled off for a while and it felt like I had a guardian angel or something because for a while, I didn’t feel any nasty stares on me,” I tell them.
Thinking back on it, the first time I didn’t feel the stares anymore was when I noticed the guy on the motorcycle. Hmm, I still need to find out who that is. Obviously, after a while, they came back because here we are, yet again, with me having to deal with this shit again.
“It did get harmful and serious though,” Mason cuts in.
“Okay, look, at first, I thought it was you guys, okay? You weren’t exactly welcoming and when you burned down my treehouse, well that was the last straw. I contacted the police and then after, your father threatened me because I was trying to put you in jail.”
“He did what?” Mason growls.
“Not a big deal. Whatever. I kinda handled it. Anyway, they weren’t helpful, so things just continued on. I’d get gifts and stuff that were creepy, most of them saying ‘they’re coming for me soon.’ Then, the night before I left for Aspen, I got a bloody heart on my doorstep, and someone was in the house that night. Anyway, I now know it was Martin’s heart because Marnie told me he was missing his heart when she came to my office to give me the news…” I recount before trailing off.
“Wow. That is unbelievable! I’m so sorry you had to go through that, babe,” Adley says, and I give her a sad smile.
“I wish you would have told us from the beginning! Ugh! You make me so mad at you that sometimes I want to strangle you!” Riley huffs out.
“Okay, so I kinda need to come clean about something,” Mason says, and I look at him.
“Okaaay…” I say, not having any clue where the hell this is going to go.
“We didn’t burn your treehouse down…” he says, trailing off.
“What? I’m going to need more clarification than that.” I huff. I’m pacing the room now and he puts his hand out to pull me into his lap.
“I didn’t burn it down. I’ve done some questionable things, but that wasn’t one of them. I wanted to hurt you but never with that. I know what it meant to you,” he tells me, and I’m so shocked right now I’m not sure what to believe.
“Bu-but the next day in school you—” I start, and he cuts me off.
“Saw an opportunity to hurt you. At the time, I didn’t care if you hated me or not—”
“I still hate you. That hasn’t changed,” I say, and he rolls his eyes.
“The next day when we came out from class, the pictures were already on the wall and then a few minutes later, you were coming out of class and into the hall. Your look was accusing but I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to let you think it was me. I wanted you to hurt,” he finishes.
“Well, you got your wish, asshole! I’ve had enough pain to last me a motherfucking lifetime!” I yell as I quickly stand up and move away from him. “You got to walk away and act like I didn’t fucking exist, and fuck whoever you wanted while hurting me, and all I got were the bad memories that will last forever!” I scream at him as angry tears run down my face.
I hate that everyone has to see me like this. I didn’t want to hash out things about our past relationship in front of everyone but right now, with my emotions so high, it just spills out of me.
Before I can say anything, my phone starts to ring from where I left it on the kitchen counter. I ignore it, but when it stops, it immediately starts ringing again. I walk into the kitchen and pick it up, seeing that it’s Chase.
“Hello?” I ask as I answer.
“I need you to get to your office ASAP! It’s an emergency!” he says frantically.
“Is everything okay?”
“I’ll fill you in when you get here but shit has hit the fan. You need to get here!” he tells me.
“Okay, I’ll be there in ten!” I tell him before hanging up.
“I need to step out for a while. Something’s happening at the office. You guys can stay until I get back. I’m sure it won’t take long!” I say before putting on my heels and rushing out the door and toward the elevator.
I have no idea what the hell is going on, but that feeling from earlier that something happened is back full force. I’m going in blind since I haven’t had a chance to check my phone or the web for the day. All I used it for today was to text the girls to come over and that was it. A sigh escapes me as I run through the possibilities of what could be wrong because Chase definitely sounded distraught over the phone.
