Twisted Hearts

Chapter 4

Twisted hearts

Chapter 4

It seemed like my warning didn’t get to him, because I was starting to get more anxious, yes I know I’m not normal neither do I think like a normal person but I swear when I say someone watches me when I sleep at least not all the time. Most of the time, or am I paranoid?.

I checked my security footage and saw nothing, not him coming in, or leaving the house not he wasn’t even standing outside my house or trying to get in like he always did. Whatever I wasn’t ready to let some stupidity stalker make my stay here weird, I decided it was tome I got a car, a fairly used one of course, I could afford one but that would take all my savings, plus I’m not speaking with my dad for at least a year, I know he knows where I am tho I didn’t tell him, and answer his calls sometimes just so he knows I’m okay.

The cars there were not my style at all, the sales guy was walking around showing me cars like I looked like I couldn’t afford it, damn what I would give to slap my money in his stupid face but unfortunately, I’m not spending in order to survive a year without daddy’s credit card or my job. Damn what was I going to do with my life after a i walked around looking for one that made sense to me until I saw a black honda, was this what I was going to be reduced to.

It looked good and new too,

“That one is new ma’am” the sales person said like I didn’t know that

“how much?” I said as he opened the car for me to check it out

“Um, about 21,500”

“plus fees?”

“other fees would be added once you are ready to make the payment” he said with a dainty smile that icked me, suddenly being nice when I want to pay for the car, bitch

“I’m ready to make the payment”

The man looked surprised and went to get the documents

I went around the car, old Kendal would have complained of how she wanted another Color or new tyres But I was satisfied with something I could drive around in. After I paid I had them deliver it to my house because I had somewhere else to be, and by somewhere else to be I meant the coffee shop.

I took a cab there, enjoying the scenery of the city, I hadn’t been around the place since I cane but I’ve been here before. I got to the coffee shoo and paid the driver, I was about to enter when I saw Lily talking to Asher, what was she doing with him and why we’re thy laughing like they knew each other

I walked in the shop and Asher seemed to be leaving, he walked past me but I stared down at him and lily, he didn’t Even acknowledge my presence and passed me, Tch some stalker he is,

“The usual ma’am?” the barista said drawing my attention back to him

“yea” I replied and dropped my card on the counter

lily smiled when she saw me and walked over to me

“Kendal! I came by your house this morning but you weren’t around” she chimed with her sunny smile

“is that why you met the man I told you to stay away from” I scolded

“Don’t be so uptight mom!, he was very nice, why don’t you like him, is he your ex or something?”

“hell no” I said calmly

“congratulations ma’am you’re our 100th customer” another man came and smiled at me, before I knew it all the staff were beaming with smiles and confetti was poured on me

What the hell is going on was this a new shop? Well it would make sense since the aesthetic was clean. That’s probably why I liked the place.

“thank you for coming congratulations” the mm said and handed me a microwave,

“Oh thank you” I muttered and carried it lily looked very excited as we left the shop

“Oh my God Kendal what are the chances you lucky diva”

I really wasn’t ready for this conversation, my depressed self just wanted to get back to bed, and I did with lily following me all the way home.

“so, have you thought about it?” she asked when we reached my door step

“About what?”

“the little party I’m having for Lucky!”

“lily I’m not coming to a dogs party”

“oh please Kendal its tonight”

“why would you throw a night party for a dog,?!”

“cause I want you to come and draculara is only active at night” she teased.

I rolled my eyes at her remark, but her changing the time of parties just so I’d come was weird, honestly I’m not one to trust easily so just know I suspect everyone, even her dog.

“I’m not coming have fun” I went inside and slam the door, I dropped the microwave in the kitchen, I was going to set it up later, right now I needed sleep. I went upstairs and pulled off my clothes and then I took a bath.

I didn’t like the idea of a camera in my room whether it was mine or anyone else’s but I had to put one, and i hid it too, the idea of my demons watching me while I slept haunted me, so this time I was going to hide the camera and open the windows, just to see what entity always closed them.

The last time I didn’t catch it, but this time I would, hopefully.

I put on a big white shirt and stared at myself in the mirror, a w***e, that’s what I was, my full breasts dropped a bit, my skin pale and my black hair still a bit damp from the bath, a stark contrast to what I used to look like, all covered in pink and glitter. Now I feel like of I saw a oink outfit I might puke or worse.

I laid on my bed letting my thoughts consume me till I fell asleep. The next morning couldn’t come sooner enough, my damn windows were closed. I sigh and sit up, normally I liked my windows closed but I was opening it to find out who the hell was sneaking into my house. I turned on my laptop and just like the rest of the days, nothing, I saw nothing at all, just the damn window opened and then closed

At this point there were only 2 explanations, it was either I was loosing my mind and sleep walking or Asher had become a tech genius. How dare he not give me a single glance at the coffee shops and sneak into my house at bight what was this some play ground?

I went downstairs and opened my fridge, the only reason I hadn’t considered leaving was because I knew who the person was, and I wasn’t scared of the blonde fool. I picked up my bottle of wine when I saw it was opened then I saw something on the kitchen counter… was that a cup?

A glass, used to drink my f*****g wine and Chocolate, not just any type my favorite kind, Golden. I had this chocolate first when I was about 11 I was obsessed with it since then especially when I learnt they out little grams of gold in it. Yea like actual gold that was why it was expensive.

Wait did he think he could drink my wine and use this as a piece offering, why that little rat, when I get him I’ll bleach his hair. I sighed and dropped the wine back in the freezer grabbing an apple instead.

How did he get in? And how did he bypass my cameras, I usually saw him, outside through the camera’s struggling to get in so what now? Had he gotten some perfect hacker to hack my system. I needed a security alarm, I ordered one instantly and had some men come over to install it, I’d like to see him bypass that!

I even tested it out using lily as a guinea pig since she always liked loitering around my property trying to force me to come out.

“Kendal what the heck!” she said as she stepped in

“the house probably thought you were an intruder” I said closing the door behind her

“I’ve been here like twice!”

I simply went back to the living room

“I brought you cake” she said handing me the box

“Cake for a dog? Is this poison or doggy treats” I asked skeptically

“its normal cake, and its not poison and no i didn’t give the dog” she plopped OK the seat next to me “I’m thirsty”

“help yourself” I pointed to the kitchen dropping the cake on the table, then I realized I didn’t trust her and followed her, damn I was getting more insecure by the day

“the book I’m writing—”

“oh here we go please don’t start I know nothing of books” I cut her off

And she stank eyed me and continue “do you think it should have a happy ending or a sad one?”

“A horrible ending, make it so bad that your readers cry and look for you so they’ll stab you” I said leaning against the counter she nearly choked her water

“Kendal!,”

“what?” I said in the same tone she used mocking her

“Why do you think like that!”

“it’s not bad, its not like I had a happy ending” I said, my memories linking back to Clyde, what if I was married to him, I wouldn’t be here, I’d probably be in the mansion or on set, or on a freaking vacation. f**k my life is messed up, and all because of that little Nigerian home wrecker.

During my time in the psychiatric hospital they taught me to forgive myself and live with the truth. The only problem was I was never angry at my self, and I had a hard time living with the truth. Eventually I learned and that’s why I’m here, drinking water and fantasizing my what ifs

“and who says your story has ended” lily said “ Kendal you’re in your early twenties, you’ve got years more to go you haven’t even lived half your lifetime and you’re saying you didn’t have a happy ending”

She was right, but if only she knew how much I wanted to cut that lifetime short, I wanted to end me.

“cool” I muttered and walked out of the kitchen .

She left after we talked for a few minutes and I decided to mow my lawn at 4in the evening, how charming Kendal.