My Lycan Zane (Completed)

Chapter 5

                                                                                          (Rya)

Once I get to my apartment, I lock the door not knowing if that guy followed me home or not. I take in calming breaths as I pace back and forth with my phone in my hand, with 911 already dialed out thinking that this guy will come busting through the front door looking for that medallion. 

I continue to look over at the door, unable to push this fear away. I can still see those light hazel brown eyes of his, that almost seem to glow under the light of the moon glaring down on me.

After seeing what he did to Lonnie, I can see that he's pissed about me taking that medallion. Lonnie is a big guy who you wouldn't want to cross. I've seen Lonnie throw dickheads out the club, kicking the crap out of three and four guys at once, but this guy comes along and takes Lonnie down without breaking a sweat, like it was nothing. 

It's clear that he knew exactly what he was doing. He's no amateur when it comes to hurting people.

Who the hell is this guy and how did he find me?

I continue to pace back and forth, knowing I'll have to get the medallion back from Mr.Roger. How the hell do I keep managing to get myself caught up in bullshit situations? I'm dealing with enough with paying back Anthony for his drugs I flushed, I don't need this psycho coming after me too.

I thought that maybe the medallion would fix the problem with me paying off Anthony for the drugs I flushed down the toilet, but that medallion is not worth adding more problems to the problems I already have. I'll just give the medallion back and find another way to finish paying off Anthony.

I let out a low yelp as my phone starts to ring in my hand, scaring me. I look at the phone to see that it's Reggie calling. I take in a calming breath, trying to push away this jumpy on-edge feeling.

"Hey." I say answering the phone, trying to sound normal.

I don't want to get Reggie involved in any of my problems. Reggie is a good guy and I like him, and I Dont want to start our relationship off with him trying to offer me money to fix my problems. I've gotten myself into this mess and I'll fix my problems myself. 

"Hey, I just wanted to call and check in on you before you head off to bed." He tells me, causing me to smile. 

"Everythings fine, just got home from work. Do you know when you'll be getting back to town yet." I glance over at the door as I walk over and take a seat on the couch, still feeling this fear of that guy coming busting through the door. 

"I should be back in two days." He tells me.

"Okay." I let out a sigh, not feeling comfortable with being here alone. That guy found me at my job, so maybe he can find me here at my home.

"Well, im going to let you head to bed. I'll call you tomorrow." He tells me.

After saying our goodbyes, I end the call seeing the 911 still dialed out on the screen. I glance over at the door again, feeling myself relax a bit. The guy said he would be back tomorrow for the medallion, so maybe I have no reason to worry about him following me home. I'll just get the medallion from Mr.Roger tomorrow and give it to the guy when he shows up at the club again.

I let out a sigh as I sit my phone down on the coffee table in front of the couch. I close my eyes as I reach up and start to rub the sides of my temple in a circular motion feeling a headache coming on. I've been getting them a lot lately from all the stress that im under.

The drug dealer Anthony will be coming by to collect more of his money soon. I have to start looking for a second job tomorrow. With paying Anthony, im now two months behind on rent and if I miss one more payment on rent I'll be getting kicked out. 

I can't go crawling back to live with my parents. I'll have to figure something out. 

I take off my glasses and set them on the table next to my phone. I let out another sigh as I lay down on the couch getting comfortable to try to get some sleep. 

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I wake up the next morning still, feeling like I didn't get much sleep. I reach over and grab my phone off the table looking at the time, knowing I need to get up to go searching for another job today before I get kicked out on my ass.

I get up and head into my bedroom, going into the bathroom still feeling sleepy and tired. I stop in front of the mirror looking at the stress bags underneath my eyes. I reach up trying to smooth them away with my fingers, but it's no help. I look at them for a moment knowing my glasses will do a better job at hiding the bags underneath my eyes when I put them back on.

I walk over and turn the shower on letting the water heat up, knowing a good hot shower will help to wake me up to get started with my day of job hunting. 

After taking a quick shower, I get dressed and leave the apartment in search of a second job to help with keeping my rent and bills paid up on time.

As I sit in the lobby of this casino filling out an application, I check the time on my watch knowing I'll need to stop by Mr.Roger's shop to get the medallion back. That guy will be coming back today looking for it and he knows exactly where to find me.

I spend hours going from place to place filling out applications for different jobs, only for them to tell me that they'll give me a call. I really need a second job so im hoping one of them actually calls and is not just giving me bullshit. 

After leaving the last place filling out applications, I head down to Mr.Roger's shop. 

I let out a sigh as I pull into one of the parking spaces in front of his shop, knowing I'll have to get that medallion back. Mr.Roger said that the red ruby alone was worth thousands so im sure I would've gotten more money than I ever saw at once before. The money from that medallion would've helped me a lot. Even allowing me to help a few others once I had taken care of bullshit that I've managed to get myself into.

When I found that medallion in that cave, I thought that maybe I was receiving a blessing after all the stress that I've been under, but I guess I thought wrong. Finding that medallion only brought more problems, problems that I Dont need right now.

I get out of the car, walking over to Mr.Roger's shop. 

I stop at the door and a frown slowly creeps onto my face when I see the closed sign in the window. My frown deepens as I just stand here for a moment looking at the red sign in the window that says close.

That guy voice plays out in my head, causing this fear to rise up inside of me.

'I'll be back for it tomorrow and next time I won't be asking nicely.'

His words play out in my head again.

I reach up running my fingers through my hair as I look around, trying to figure out what im going to do now. Mr.Roger isn't here so I can't get the medallion today. Seeing how pissed that guy was yesterday, I doubt he's looking for any excuses as to why I can't get his medallion back to him today. 

I walk over getting back into my car, feeling myself starting to panic, having trouble breathing as my chest starts to rise and fall at a fast pace.

Feeling myself having an asthma attack, I reach over going into my bag pulling out my inhaler, bringing it to my mouth inhaling a deep breath of the medication. I take in another breath of the medication, feeling my breathing slowly starting to even back out. I close my eyes as I lean my head back against the headrest of the car seat. I take in a deep breath and let out a sigh, knowing my asthma has been acting up more than normal due to stress.

I sit here in the car for a few minutes, trying to figure out what im going to do about this guy. I look down at my watch, seeing that I'll have to head to work in two more hours.

Thinking about it for a second, I decided to just call out for the day. That guy may be pissed when he shows up at the club tonight and I'm not there, but tomorrow I'll have the stupid medallion for him when im able to get it back from Mr.Roger.

I grab my phone out of my bag to call my boss to let him know that I won't be able to come in today. I really can't afford to miss any days of work, I need all the money I can make, but I rather miss this one day than to have that guy coming to the club flipping out on me because I Dont have the medallion. I already got Lonnie sent to the hospital because I took that medallion, and im not trying to get myself or anyone else hurt by this guy.

I head back home and order pizza, deciding to just stay in for the rest of the night. 

I sit here on the couch watching tv, waiting for the pizza to be delivered. I look at my phone on the table, waiting to receive a call from Reggie, knowing he'll be calling soon once he thinks I've made it home from work.

Hearing a knock on the door, I get up from the couch knowing it the pizza finally being delivered. 

I walk over unlocking and opening the door. I freeze with fear when I see that guy standing there and those hazel brown eyes glaring down on me. I do the first thing that comes to mind and goes to shut and lock the door, but he reaches out stopping the door for being shut. 

He easily forces the door open, nearly knocking me over to the floor. 

I run over to my phone grabbing it off the table. My hands shake with fear as I try to type my passcode in to unlock my phone only to type in the wrong passcode as my hands shake. 

"I'm calling the cops!" I look over watching as he makes his way into my home. I look over towards my bedroom as he gets closer now blocking my way towards the bedroom.

"And tell them what exactly? That you have come onto my land and taken things that don't belong to you and now I'm here to get it back?" He says with a glare as he continues to make his way towards me, looking pissed.

Feeling my heart racing in my chest, I run towards the kitchen to get a knife to protect myself. I've seen what this guy is capable of. 

As I run into the kitchen grabbing a knife out the holder, I feel myself starting to struggle to breathe, feeling an asthma attack quickly approaching. I stand here with the knife held out trying to force air into my lungs as my airway began to close up.

My body quickly grows weak from the lack of oxygen, forcing me down on my hands and knees. I look over towards the kitchen door as I struggle to breathe, seeing the guy make his way into the kitchen. This fear that I just felt towards him has left, knowing I'll probably die from this asthma attack before he gets a chance to kill me.