Fear

After practically shoving Granny out, i ran to the table to see Styles' note and hit my little toe to the table which resulted in me grabbing my foot jumping around saying 'ow' over and over again and once again tripping on my own feet falling head first to the ground in front of the table.
yeah, i think you know i'm the definition of a klutz.
i crawled up the table blowing my hair out of my face and just like granny said, there was a folded paper with my name written in a cursive way, on it.
when i saw the note, it was like a confirmation that every thing was real, from being taken by styles, to seeing him kill another woman.
i grabbed the note with shaky hands and sat down on the chair in front of my desk. my chair wasn't in it's usual place, it was turned towards the bed, like some one had sat on it and looked at the bed, which meant some one was watching me sleep.
i ignored the shiver that went through my body, dismissing it, thinking it was probably granny who did this, or maybe myself before i left 3 days ago. but i knew that wasn't true.
i unfolded it to be met with the same handwriting, i hope it's a note saying that he'll just leave me alone.
oh how wrong was i:
Rosalie,
you kept your part of the deal , but i won't. I thought you should know better to trust some one like me. i'm not some one whose known for 'keeping their part of the deal' i don't listen to what other people say, in fact i tend to do the exact opposite.
Even though i think i've made myself clear on what i'm trying to say, i'll just go on and say it again,
i'm not leaving you alone, and if you're thinking 'but you promised' or 'we made a deal', well,
i lied.
and you know a lot more than you should know Rosalie, and i can't let that slip. so i suggest if you want to see your wonderful grandmother who i just had an amazing chat with, you'll keep your precious little mouth shut.
i need to go on a trip right now, so i will leave you alone, for now. but i'll pay you a visit the second i get back. i promise.
H.S

the letter fell from my hand to my lap, but i kept staring at my hands with wide eyes, i should tell some one. he's crazy, i should defiantly tell someone. this letter itself is something i can use against him.
i stood up to run downstairs to tell granny everything when i noticed that the frame that consisted a picture of me and my parents from a couple of years a go, when i was about 14 or 15, was on the table instead of the nightstand next to my bed, meaning Styles had grabbed it.
i couldn't help but picture him, probably bringing me to my room bridal style not wanting me to wake up and laying me down on the bed. probably looking at me while i slept like the creep he is, then the picture grabs his attention and he picks it up looking at it and turning around walking towards my table and turning the chair around sitting down-
wait a moment.
oh my god.
oh my god.
NO.
this is not happening.
the clothes i was wearing last night were folded next to my bed, and i was wearing the grey pajamas i always kept next to my bed.
which meant some one changed me out of them.
before i knew it, i ran down the stairs in to the kitchen to be met with my granny and a fuming Nicole who the moment i stepped in to the kitchen glared one of the most bitchy and meanest glares i have ever seen in my life at me.
but at that moment i couldn't care,
the picture of myself naked on the bed while Styles pulled my pajama pants up my legs was enough to send me in to a coma for the rest of my life. or even give me a heart attack.
"how did i get in to these clothes!?"
i didn't mean to yell but it just kinda came out i guess.
my grand mother looked at me with confusion while Nicole glared at me probably giving me the silent treatment.
but right now, i prefer her silent treatment a lot more than her yelling at me.
"what?"
"how did i get in to my pajamas? i wasn't wearing them last night! did....did..."
my grand mother started giggling like a school girl and said:
"oh my, honey, no he didn't. he just took you upstairs and when he came back he told me that your clothes aren't the most comfortable to sleep in and that i probably should come upstairs and change you out of them, he himself was a blushing mess talking to me about it. he kept scratching his neck and looking every where, he couldn't even form a sentence when he wanted to say it to me. i even teased the poor boy."
"where you drunk?"
i couldn't stop the sentence before it came flying out of my mouth.but seriously, what my grand mother just said was nothing like Styles.
my grand mother looked at me curious and said:
"no i was not.now you're already late to work you know. and Nicole has been waiting for you for the past half hour"
i looked at Nicole feeling guilty because i haven't even acknowledged her and she huffed before looking away.
she was my best friend, and right now i deserved that.
i mumbled a quick:
"i'll be back soon"
and ran up the stairs getting ready in 8 minutes not caring for my hair or my make up, just washed my face with water and threw on some jeans and a black top before running down the stairs and grabbing Nicole's hand she wanted to push me away but i gave her a look while slowly mumbling:
"please, something serious happened to me, i think i'm going to get hurt"
when she saw i was serious, she stood up straight away and we both said our goodbyes before walking out of the house.
Nicole grabbed her phone and before i could ask who she was calling she said:
"hey sara.....yeah it's me Nicky....do you mind if me and Rose come in a little late today?.....thank you so much, bye"
she hanged up the phone putting it away before saying:
"come on, we're going to go sit down and you can tell me what the fuck happened"
we both walked to a diner and sat down right next to the glass walls that gave you the perfect view to the street, taking of our coats and hanging them on our chairs, Nicole said:
"Well go on?"
i sighed rubbing my temples not still believing what had happened in the past few days of my life, it almost seemed like a move, a story you've heard so many times.
Girl loses her parents, a psychopath guy either punk or really powerful and dangerous lays eyes on her and suddenly falls in love with her. punching any guy who looks at her, and fighting with her every second of the rest of their lives, even with all of that, still they get a happy ending, because they're in love.
well excuse me while i throw up my guts, in my world, love doesn't exist. at least not in happy endings.
and from what i've figured out, Styles doesn't love me, he wants me. i don't know if that's lust or he wants me to....well i don't have a fucking idea why he wants me except for his pleasure.
i mean i'm me. i don't have money, i'm average looking, i'm only 17 for gods sake!
ok i know i'm turning 18 in 3 months but still!!
and he, well he's Harry Styles.
Multi billionaire, maybe even more, even though i hate to admit it, he's really good looking, and he's probably 25!
not to mention he's a criminal, a murderer, he has issues and i think he has mental problems.
i bet my money on being bipolar and anger issues.
"earth to Rose!"
i snapped out of my mind and looked to see Nicole with an annoyed expression.
"Sorry, what were you saying?"
"i was waiting for you tell me what happened?"
Just then a girl who looked like was sleep walking walked up to us and yawned before slurring:
"What can i get you two?"
Nicole looked like she already hated the girl, before she could open her mouth and say a rude remark i said:
"2 plates of bacon and eggs,1 cup of tea and 1 coffee"
Nicole glared at me but i ignore her and the girl walked away.
"maybe i didn't want bacon and eggs"
"that's what we always get when we come here, and i knew you were going to probably choke the girl and i really don't want to get kicked out of here, what is it with you and waiters who don't do their job right anyways?"
she rolled her eyes completely ignoring my question before saying:
"will you get on with what happened already!"
i sighed probably for the tenth time and said:
"Where do i begin?"
"the beginning would work"
"well, you remember me being sorted in to the private section?"
"yeah"
"My guest was Harry Styles"
Nicole's Jaw practically was laying on the floor. she said:
"You lucky bastard!"
i wanted to slap her because she thinks i was lucky to have him as my guest. i would give anything to change that.
i said with sarcasm laced in my voice:
"yeah lucky me fore being threatened to get raped and killed by The Harry Styles"
Nicole's whole demeanor change after my sentence and she looked horrified. she said:
"He threatened to Rape and kill you?"
"He took me Nicole! that's why you didn't hear from me! he's crazy! he also threatened to kill you and Granny if i told anyone!"
her facial expression changed from horrified to Angry and she said:
"HE threatened to KILL me! oh hell no!"
she grabbed her phone and i asked her:
"What are you doing?"
"what you should've done in the first place,calling the cops!"
i grabbed her phone from her hand as fast as i could, she argued but i told her:
"You don't understand...."
and then i told her the whole story, from him telling me about all the things he did and the power he has over the police and practically every one. about how he killed a lot of people and how i saw the same woman who he killed 10 minuted before he killed her.
by the end of the story i was crying my eyes out because realization of how bad my situation was hit me like a ton of bricks at that moment. Nicole moved next to me and she hugged me while rocking me back and forth trying to calm me down, but i saw it in her face too, she was horrified, she was scared as well, not for herself, but for me.i was so glad the Diner was empty, but i mean it's 6 in the morning.
i can be dead. he can kill me. he's probably going to do horrible things to me. what if he rapes me for real? what if he hurts me a lot? what if he takes everything from me? what if he makes me miserable? what if he kills Granny or Nicole? what if......
the what if list continued and it didn't stop. he could do unthinkable things to me. and he could get away with it.
hell he can kill me and still he can get away with it.
he has that power. and now that i think about it, i'm forced to do what he tell me to do wether i like it or not. because he can do all these things to me.
shooting the woman in front of me was all the proof i needed to know he would do it.
suddenly it hit me:
"Nicole i should move away"
Nicole pushed me back while looking at me like i was crazy and said:
"Don't be ridiculous Rose, he hasn't done anything yet. how do you know he's going to hurt you? maybe he just wants a relationship?"
now it was my turn to look at her like she was crazy:
"Have you lost your mind? how can i even be near a monster like him! i just told you he kills people for the fun of it and you seriously tell me to consider going out with him!"
"do you have another choice?"
i really don't
Nicole chuckled and said:
"sorry to leave you right now in the middle of this but i really need to use the bathroom"
i giggled pushing her away and shook my head at her while she walked to the bathroom.
i felt my phone vibrated in my jeans and i took it out to see what it was.
when my phones screen lit up, my breath hitched.
see the thing with Iphones are they show you your new message on your screen.
The phone dropped from my hand on the table and i stood up from my sit looking around frantically.
no one was here! how was it possible! how could he....
just then i heard the table shake with my phone, which meant another text message.
i grabbed the phone with shaky hands and i froze on the spot looking out from the glass, i swear my heart stopped beating.
He was standing there, wearing his last nights clothes, looking straight at me leaning on his car with one of his hands in his coats pocket and the other holding a phone.
his face was cold and harsh, he looked angry, pissed off. and all of that anger was directed towards me and i felt scared as hell.
i don't know how long we were staring at each other until he pushed himself off the car and walked to the drivers side opening the door, his eyes not leaving mine for a second all during.
even when he got in the car and i couldn't see him anymore, i knew he was still staring at me.
the car backed out of where it was parked and the car turned around driving the opposite direction of the diner.
right then my phone vibrated another time and i looked down to the phone between my hands.
they were 3 simple texts, but some how they made me feel more fear than i ever had in my life.

I told you to keep that precious mouth of yours shut Rose. you never listen do you?

The weather is cold outside the diner, maybe i should come in?

I'll see you soon Rosie, after all i did promise to see you after my trip didn't i? Take care of yourself for me will you? you look breathtaking by the way.

"Rose? are you ok? you look like you've seen a ghost"
Nicole's voice indicated she had came back from the bathroom. but i couldn't take my eyes off of were the car had disappeared a few moments a go.
My phone vibrated again, making my heart beat faster knowing well enough who it was.

Oh and Rose, i would spend the next few days with Miss Nicole, Just in case she wouldn't be there anymore, you never know when you'll lose her do you?


my breath hitched and the last Text came.

I warned you rose.

Notes

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