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followed behind him like a little puppy. He flipped the channels on the TV, but I wasn’t even paying attention to the screen. I was doing everything in my power to keep from watching him eat. How weird is that? The thought of him eating pizza turned me on. And then he grabbed his beer and took a long swig. I watched as his throat moved as he swallowed and almost had to cross my legs. This can’t be normal. He was going to drive me insane without even trying.
    We finished our dinner in silence, and I cleaned up the small mess quickly. Kash went to his room and came out fully dressed. He was wearing dark jeans and a black long sleeve shirt. His hair was styled in that perfect mess that suited him. I wanted to run my fingers through it.
    “I’ll see ya later,” he said, as he grabbed his keys off the bar and headed to the front door. I tried not to feel disappointed that he was leaving. My curiosity got the best of me, wondering where he was going. But I didn’t really want to let my mind wander that far, because it didn’t take a genius. Sam had already warned me about the way he was. I got sick to my stomach as visions of him with other women ran through my mind.
    “See ya, have fun,” I said with the fakest smile I could muster.
    “You gonna be ok here, by yourself?” He stopped at the door, but didn’t look at me, he just stared straight ahead.
    “Of course,” I said, with a fake voice to go along with my fake smile.
    “Ok, then,” he said, and gave me a wink before heading out the door. I heard him lock it from the outside, once it was shut. That made me smile a little, even though I was pretty sure I knew what he would be doing shortly.

Chapter 6
     
    My paranoia was taking over. I was lying in bed early that night; I just wanted to get to sleep, but it wasn’t happening. Every little noise would cause me to jump. It was a windy night, so that sure didn’t help. I was a nervous wreck. Trying to fall asleep at 8:30 just wasn’t going to work. So I got out of bed and headed into the living room to watch TV. Hopefully a comedy would take my mind off of my fear. I sat on the sofa and realized how chilly I was, so I went back into my new bedroom to grab the throw blanket off the bed. I noticed my phone light was lit up, a text message. I grabbed it as I was heading back into the living room, turning the hall light on. I was such a scaredy cat.
    Jake: Lover boy left you home all alone I see.
    Shit. I knew I wasn’t just being paranoid. It’s like I could feel my skin crawl when he was close by. My stomach started doing flips, and my knees started to bounce under the blanket.
    Me: Nothing is going on with him. I just needed a place to stay after you HIT ME!
    Jake: Don’t put the fact that you’re a whore off on me.
    He really was crazy.
    Me: Just stop. Stop calling. Stop texting.
    Jake: Your pussy must not have been good enough for him. He ran out pretty quick on you, don’t you think?
    Jake: Left you all alone.
    Me: STOP!
    Jake: I’m not surprised though. You’re not good enough for anyone. I only kept you around because I felt sorry for you. You’re a piece of shit, no one will want you. Not for more than a fuck anyway, don’t forget that.
    Me: I’m turning my phone off now. I’m done with all of this.
    Jake: Maybe I’ll stop by then. I can keep you company until lover boy comes home.
    Me: If you show up here, I’ll call the cops. I swear to God, Jake. I’m not playing your games.
    Jake: Stupid Bitch. None of this is your call. I’ll make you understand that. Since you’re too stupid to figure this out on your own.
    I didn’t respond and his texts stopped. Thank God. Maybe he would leave me alone, for tonight at least. He seemed to get crazier by the second. I had always known he was a spoiled only child, used to always getting his way, but this was ridiculous. He didn’t get to control me. I was tired of being controlled, told what to do and how to do it. I had never really even stood up