Psycho Ex

I did! I did!

After school, I went home and did exactly as Tanya said. I put my “freak’em” dress on. But I added some modesty with some leggings, I DO have a boyfriend after all, and did my make up. Soon I had my jewelry on and was walking out of the room when Sean walked in.

“I shouldn’t let you leave…” He said wrapping his arms around my waist and placing his forehead against mine. “I have a bad feeling. And you look TOO beautiful to go clubbing.” He held me tighter. I couldn’t help but smile as a breathless laugh left my mouth.

“You flatter me…” I kiss his cheek “But there is no way I’m getting out of this. It’s no use.” He bends down and kisses my lips softly.

“Be careful...I love you.”

“I will. And I love you too…I-” A horn honked. “I gotta go…” I slowly slid out of his grasp and got my clutch purse before walking out of the room and out the front door, hurrying down the walkway.’

“About time you got out here!” Marcia yelled from the driver seat of the Porsche Boxster convertible, I rolled my eyes and hopped in the back seat and sat on top with my feet in the seat and waved goodbye to Sean who stood in the doorway. “Don't worry, lover boy, we’ll keep her safe.”

“You better, she better be in top condition when I come to get her.” He said and I smiled.

“We promise!” yelled Tanya as we rode away towards an amazing club that doubles as a restaurant.

Forever Young was built this month and I love the amazing feel it gives out. Once you cross into the restaurant the feel changes from party to homey. I love it. We go in the restaurant way so they could take our bags and jackets if we have any. Since it was a warm night. I left mine at home, so I gave him my purse and slipped my card into my bra for future use. Tanya grabbed my hand and pulled me after Marcia into the club side of the building. I started laughing as she pulled me to the dance floor. 

“Show off them sexy moves!” Marcia yelled at me as I moved my hips to the beat, my hands in my hair. I smiled out of pure joy and all earlier thoughts and worries faded as I danced with my girls...but I couldn't shake the feeling…

2 and a half hours later…

Soon we were at the bar and a little too tipsy for our own good. But I was hungry so I insisted we got some food to balance off the alcohol we had drunk. We cross over and sit at a table near the door, giggling like maniacs. Marcia had a guy hanging over her. Since after we left the dance floor and a guy has been following me even though I told him countless times I had a boyfriend. Tanya was lip locking a girl even though we told her we weren't in the club anymore. She didn't mind and neither did the group of guys at the next table. The waiter finally came over and Tanya shooed the girl off. 

“Geez, Tanya. No more drinks for you.” She giggled. 

“What can I get you to drink?” the waiter asked. He looked familiar…

Before Tanya or Marcia answered I said, “Water. For all of us.” Tanya groaned. “You are drunk. No more.” She pouted and I smiled “What should we eat?”

“Pizza!” yelled Tanya. I covered her mouth.

“Toasted ravioli” Marcia said calmly, glaring at the guy standing behind her chair. “You can go now. Geez it was one dance.”

“Marcia...the mean drunk…” I laughed, shaking my head. She grinned evilly. I looked up to see the girl Tanya sent off talking to our waiter. He nodded his head and looked over at our table pointing at me. She nodded and looked at me as he walked away. Something was wrong...and I wasn't staying to find out. “Actually guys...I'm gonna go home…” I go to coat check and check out my purse. Taking out my phone, I dial Sean.

“Hello, baby.”

“Hey, Sean, I'm ready to go. Can you come get me, please?”

“Of course, love. Where are you?”

“We're at Forever Young. I'm on the restaurant side.”

“Okay, I'm on my way.” I lean against the wall outside, my eyes wide with worry…Are they after Marcia and Tanya? Should I warn them? Of course I should. They are my best friends… I put my phone in my bra and push of the wall and go to the door when the girl steps out blabbering compliments about my dress. This scene was TOO familiar. My dream. I move to push her out of the way when a bag covers my head. 

“s**t! Let me go! Put me down!” If I was being kidnapped. I was fighting to the end. “Let me GO!” The dialect in my dream was skipped as he hurried down the sidewalk with me over his shoulder with me kicking my legs and hitting anything I could reach. I clench my hands and realize...Shit I dropped my purse! My phone...where's my- I felt my phone and debit card digging into my breast. But still…“MY PURSE!!” He stopped. Yea that's right...waste a little more time.

“How could I forget?” He turned and walked back. “HEY WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN HER PURSE?!” I heard a gasp.

“Looking for cash. You left it here.” I heard the sound of paper being snatched and the sound of the metal bulbs moving against each other as my clutch opened. And the sound again as it closed. “You don't steal out of her purse. Whether I leave it or not!” He stormed off with me bouncing on his shoulder. As he walked I felt something hit my back and I yelped in shock. “Did you just hit her? You HURT HER!” Next was the unexpected thud. I felt my phone vibrate and I quickly moved my hand into my bra to silence the ring and answer it before it vibrated again.

“Babe, where are you?” It's my only chance…

“HELP!!!! PUT ME DOWN! HELP ME!”

“Katania, what's wrong? Where are y-What the f**k?!” I heard the phone hang up. No...A few seconds later I heard him.

“Hey! Put her down!!!” I was almost dropped and I screamed out in panic. 

“Help!!”

“Shut up!” The man said.

“Kat, I'm coming!” yelled Sean. But the man was already running down the street with me. Next thing I knew I was thrown in a car. I heard loud gunshots, the back window shatter, and a muffled curse as the driver door opened and he hopped in. The already running car was put into drive and soon we were speeding down the road with the sounds of footsteps and my name being yelled being the last thing I heard.

"Try anything funny and I'll shoot you" The man said I whimpered and sat still. I needed to bide my time until I had an opening.

 After what felt like forever the car stopped and the bag was ripped off my head then something was injected into my neck, soon after I was asleep.

Sean, please find me…