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months ago.”
     
    His hand smacked back on my arm rather hard and he grasped it tighter than before. I suddenly felt nauseous. I used to always see stories on TV about people having stalkers, how crazy they acted and the sick things they did. I never thought it would happen to me. Over the past eight months I had been dealing with this psycho. Every time I thought he had given up he always came back and did something else even creepier.
     
    “ Do you think that guy will ever love you like I did, will ever make you feel like I did?”
     
    I cringed feeling even more nauseous at his words. “Chris –“
     
    I stopped mid sentence when I saw a large hand go to Chris’ shoulder and squeeze hard. My eyes went up the arm to Eric’s face.
     
    “ Is there a problem?” Eric asked. His jaw was clenched tight and his eyes seemed to get brighter like they did the other night at the party.
     
    “ No,” Chris said in almost a whisper; I could tell he was fighting the pain in his shoulder.
     
    “ Then I think you need to leave Cam alone. If you come near her again I’ll make sure you’re never able to grab her or anyone else like that again.”
     
    My mouth dropped open slightly at hearing the venom in his voice. He was being dead serious.
     
    Chris didn’t respond as he let go and threw me an unpleasant glare before sauntering away.
     
    Eric watched Chris walk out of the quad and into the nearest building.
     
    “ If he comes near you again I want you to tell me.” He said bringing his eyes my way.
     
    I turned and looked at him, suddenly remembering what he said to Chris. I smacked his arm lightly, “Why did you threaten him like that?”
     
    “ You’re going to take up for that crazy person?” he said jerking his thumb behind him in disbelief.
     
    “ No, I’m saying what if he tries to get you in trouble for threatening him. You could get arrested all because of him saying something to me.”
     
    “ I’m not just going to sit there and watch him grab you like that. I may be an asshole but I’m not that common.”
     
    I shook my head and looked away from him.
     
    “ You want to head out of here, go back to the house. I’m sure your boy toy will be there.” He said with a grin.
     
    “ I don’t know…” It definitely sounded tempting. After the day I’ve had it might be relaxing. Then again it was the beginning of the semester and I shouldn’t miss class so soon.
     
    Eric lifted his hand jingling the keys, “Come on. You know you want to. I’ll let you drive.”
     
    That was enough for me to hear. I snatched the keys from his hands and stomped off towards the beautiful black Mustang that was calling my name.
     
    I lifted my hair into a pony tail before turning the key in the ignition and hearing the car purr alive. Eric leaned back in the seat and lit up a cigarette as I pealed out of the parking lot. His hands jerked up to the ceiling in surprise, “We aren’t drag racing. You burn up my clutch and you’ll be paying for a new one.”
     
    I cut my eyes over at him and smiled. I don’t know why but I felt a little different, freer. I was never one to skip out on the day but suddenly it didn’t seem as horrible.
     
    The picture that was in the visor the night before came to mind. When I slowed down to a red light I acted as if I was looking at myself in the mirror and flipped down the visor. There was nothing there though, the picture was gone.
     
    “ The lights green princess.” Eric said pointing ahead.
     
    “ Don’t call me princess.”
     
    I noticed him shift slightly in his seat and he turned to look at me. “So what was up with Chris?”
     
    I tried focusing more on the road rather than answering his question. He tapped me on the elbow lightly, “Don’t be evasive. Tell me what’s up.”
     
    “ Chris is my ex. I dated him for like four months last year. He got weird and obsessive so I broke up with him, or at least I tried to. At first I didn’t take it as