Chapter 31- How Could You?

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Kameron’s cell phone “dinged,” meaning she received a message. She smiled knowing someone thought of her and sent her a message. She hoped it was from El. Looking down at her phone it was from an “unknown number.” That’s odd…. I can’t remember the last time I got a message from someone I don’t know.  Kameron opened the message as several more arrived.  Unknown Number: Look what sweet little Elise has been up to behind your back! The next message was a  photo of Elise’s truck in front of a large, white house. The next photo was of a BMW parked behind Elise’s truck but on the street. The third was this man standing at the door knocking with a bouquet of multicolored flowers in the crook of his arm. The last photo was of Elise holding the bouquet, a paper in her hand, and the man kissing her cheek.  Unknown Number: As you see, your innocent Elise isn’t so innocent after all. Kameron didn’t know what to think. A man at Elise’s house? He brought her flowers and kissed her on the cheek. WTF? Kameron’s phone “dinged” again. She picked it up and this time a message from Elise. Eli: hey, can we please talk? Kameron felt like the floor was falling out from under her. Elise must be contacting me to break up with me. What other possible reason could there be for these pictures and then her asking “can we talk”? Without thinking too much, Kameron forwarded two of the pictures she had just received. The first picture was of the unknown man knocking on the door with the bouquet in his arm. The second picture was of Elise holding the bouquet and the man kissing her cheek. Kameron followed that up with a message… Nurse Kameron: I don’t see any reason to talk. It looks like you’ve made your choice. How could you Elise? I thought you were different. Goodbye Elise. Kameron then blocked Elise’s number in her phone. No doubt Elise would be full of excuses, but Kameron had no intention of listening to them. As far as Kameron was concerned, if they never talked again, it would be too soon.                                                                                            Elise Minutes after she texted Kameron, she received a message back. A picture image? Ooh, this should be good. Elise opened the picture and saw Kenny on her doorstep knocking, with flowers. Elise’s stomach dropped and she gasped. Who the heck took these pictures and how did she get them?  A second picture finished loading, so Elise opened it as well. This picture showed Elise holding the flowers, a piece of paper in her hand and Kenny kissing her cheek. Wth is going on? A message then “dinged” on her phone so she opened that as well… Nurse Kameron: I don’t see any reason to talk. It looks like you’ve made your choice. How could you Elise? I thought you were different. Goodbye Elise. “Oh my gosh. No Kam… please no.” Elise collapsed onto her bed. The last thought she had before she cried herself to sleep was : How could everything have gone from so good to so terribly wrong in such a short period of time?                                                                                         Ashley After sending the pictures and messages to Kameron, Ashley sat back in her recliner with her feet up and hands laced behind her head. She was quite pleased with herself to have orchestrated such a perfect plan. Ashley couldn’t help but wonder if maybe the powers that be were on her side for everything to work out so well. Kennith Kowalski has played right into her plan and couldn’t have orchestrated it more perfectly if she had coached him herself.  With Elise out of the way, it will only be a matter of time before Kameron needs someone to comfort her and help make her life less lonely. Of course I’ll be there when the time comes. No one walks away from Ashley Anderson! Ashley got up and got ready for bed. Back to work tomorrow. At least those annoying college students won’t be there. Maybe just maybe, Kennith deserves a reward for his part. Of course I can’t tell him that. Maybe I could take him out if he was around again tomorrow? I preferred women, but a little d**k here and there is okay too. As long as I get off, I don’t care. Of course I'll have to keep up the ruse and have him call me Kameron. A little role play may just spice things up a bit. “Yes, tomorrow could be a very good day!” Ashley said to herself, grinning. Setting her alarm for morning, she laid down under her covers, and closed her eyes. 
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