I'll Kill You (Part 1)

Chapter 4 (Sinclair)

"Hey honey, looking for new friends I see. My name is Sinclair. It's nice to meet you id love to be your internet best friend and get to know more about you. I'm here whenever you need me girl! reply whenever you can!".

That was the very first message that I have ever received from Sinclair Parker. Her profile picture was of just her. She had long black curly hair that came to the end of her tail bone. She looked about 5'6, and her body was very fit. From the looks of the pictures on her profile, she played volleyball and was into photography. She had no friends, and not many pictures with other people. Which to me seemed like she stayed to herself and didn't have many friends. Which, me either, is why my bio states "Looking for new female friends". She seemed perfect, she reached out to me and I love it. I wanted this beautiful girl with this beautiful name to be my friend.

Sinclair called me twice a day, everyday. I felt as if I found my best friend. Even though I never met her yet. I cared about her deeply, although she never wanted to open up about who she was.

A year into the friendship, we began bumping heads. I found this guy I really liked, and we started dating. I didn't have much time for Sinclair anymore. I think felt as if I betrayed her. Or maybe she just became a little obsessed.

Sinclair created two fake accounts. At this time I wasn't aware of it. Didn't know anything about it. One was a fake account of a girl named Rachel. She contacted my boyfriend Dexter and would flirt with him. In the beginning he wouldn't pay much attention to it. Then he started doing a little much after Rachel sent a sexy picture. I mean he is a man after all. Her whole plan was to sabotage the relationship to get me all to herself.

I was so desperate for him then, to have learned that my boyfriend was cheating on me online with this girl. Both of them are sending pictures back and fourth. I was very hurt, so I decided to break up with my boyfriend.

Sinclair, definitely came back to the person I met. She wasn't having an attitude all the time. She stopped cussing me out whenever she called and I didn't answer. She was back to her normal self, at least I thought.

Now skipping through all this s**t. This where she starts to stab me in the back. "Hey, Tyler can you send me $30? I'll pay you back" said Sinclair in a text message I read on my phone while was I working. I had my 3 kids and was working a pay check to pay check survival job. "Hey Sinclair, maybe next pay check, but the money i have now I have to hold for two more weeks until I get paid again just in case" I replied. Once I replied to Sinclair message I locked my phone and put it in my back pocket to continue to do my job.

When I clocked out and grabbed my phone to go home, I said my goodbyes and walked out to my car turning my phone back on. starting the car up ready drive home all I get next is , *Bing..bing...bing .bing...bing ..bing .." . "What the hell, who blowing my damn phone up" I said to myself out loud.

Sinclair had contacted me by text message 15 times and called me about 20 times. The messages she sent are all of her cussing me out. I figured to me , If she was a real friend. She wouldn't be mad. She would understand, it's not like I don't help when I can.Sinclair had sent me a text message stating to not contact her again unless I was going to send her the money. so I replied back with "okay cool, say no more be safe". I put my phone down and blue toothed some music from my phone to my car.Blasting my music and driving home I felt kind of a weird feeling. I didn't think too much of it though. I'm sure it's just my mind over thinking and racing like usual.

About a week later, this time still having no words shared between Sinclair, and I. She did the most unexpected thing I could ever imagine. Never knew someone I poured all my energy and time into would stab me in the back the way she did.

we arrived to work one morning, in a great mood. I walked to the back to my locker to put things away then walked to the office to clock in for work.

"Tyler, before you clock in we need to talk" my boss said. I was surprised and shocked. Wondering what my boss possibly wanted to talk about. Maybe he was going to switch my schedule around, or switch my days. "So we have to let you go Tyler". my boss said calmly. "What the f**k, why?!" I said confusedly. My eyes started to water and I was upset knowing I needed this job and confused on what I possibly did to deserve to be fired. Apparently they got an anonymous tip that I smoked drugs.

"I smoked in my past, but I'm clean now I swear" I said. My boss just looked at me and shrugged his shoulder. "I'm sorry we just have to let you go" Said my boss. I left and walked back to my car. Crying and upset.

I get in my car and instantly go to Sinclair's contact. I call her she didn't answer. Little did she know my boss told me she called and gave him the tip on me doing drugs and said I still actively smoke drugs. I was extremely pissed. I knew she wasn't doing this just because I didn't send her money when she last asked me. Something In me made me want to find this b***h and beat the f**k out of her. My blood was boiling.

Sinclair finally answered the phone. As soon as she was on the line I cussed her ass out so bad I wasn't even mad anymore. She tried to apologize after and I hung up on her mid sentence.

I was sure at this time I was completely done with Sinclair. or was I?