awake.
“Mark, I’ve gotta take this. I’ll be back in a sec,” she said, putting on her underwear and grabbing her top as she went to the main room. She pressed the answer button as she dressed.
“Hello?” she said, hoping the man on the other end had dialed the wrong number. He hadn’t. It was her ex-husband, Jeremy.
Chapter Seven
Jeremy was the charming sort, always fun to be around. That was what Alana had liked about him when they’d first started dating. As time went on, Jeremy revealed that underneath his charming side was an insecure, emotionally abusive sociopath. That was part of the reason Alana hadn’t gone running for the hills at the first sign of a woman who was crazy enough to travel miles just to pursue a man who didn’t even want her. Currently, she was wondering what on earth would possess Jeremy to call her at midnight.
“Hey there. How’s my favorite ex-wife doing?” he said easily and with put-on confidence.
“Great. How can I help you?” Alana said it coolly but not rudely. She didn’t want to fight. She just wanted to be off the phone with him and back in Mark’s bed.
“Ouch. A little chilly. Could I borrow you for five minutes? Just five minutes, and I’ll never bother you, again.”
Alana popped on her couch, checking the current time on the phone.
“Five minutes. Go.”
That was when she heard a knocking at the door. What is it, now? Tammy coming back to cause more trouble, I’m sure. She walked to the door, and peeked through the peep hole. Alana’s mouth dropped. The person on the other side of the door knocked once more. Alana opened the door, shushing a very smug Jeremy.
“Hey, doll,” He said. Jeremy had blonde short hair, and was currently wearing a brown leather jacket and sunshades at midnight.
“What are you doing here?!” Alana shouted it in a whisper, beginning to panic.
“I asked if I could borrow you for a second. You’re the one that said yes. Hey, wh y are you here instead of your aunt’s house?”
Alana wanted to shout for him to go away and never return, but found that her curiosity was getting the best of her. It was just too creepy that he’d been able to find her. She wanted to know how he’d done it.
“Jeremy. How did you find me?” she said in an even tone, still in a lowered voice.
“What do you mean how did I find you? You’re friend Tammy gave me the address. Don’t bother being coy, she already told me all about how you were missing me,” he said it and stepped forward. Alana shoved him back. So, it was that bitch, Tammy.
“Ugh. I didn’t want you here Jeremy. And Tammy is not my friend,” she said it in hissed whispers, making her words quieter as they became more intense to keep herself from screaming them.
“Hey, why are you speaking so quietly. You don’t have neighbors either way for a quarter mile,” he said. Suddenly, Alana saw comprehension light Jeremy’s face.
“You cheating, slutty, whore.”
Alana was frozen stiff by the words. No one had spoken to her like that in her entire life.
“Did what we had mean nothing to you? It’s not even been a full year, and you’re over here guzzling cum and taking dick from another man. Who is he? HEY MAN, YOU’RE NEW GIRL’S A WHORE!” Jeremy shouted the last part into the house past Alana. Mark was roused from the other room.
“What’s going on in here?” he asked, putting on a pair of pants as he exited the bedroom. Shit, thought Alana. Things are escalating fast.
“It’s nothing Mark. Go back to the bedroom.”
Mark didn’t come forward, but he didn’t move from where he was standing. He stood at the ready, looking like a lion ready to tear someone to pieces.
“Jeremy, I’m giving you one chance to leave here. I’m closing this door, then I’m calling the cops. If you’re here when they get here, you’re getting a restraining order. And I’m going to make sure ALL your friends and family hear about it, and about what you did,
“Mark, I’ve gotta take this. I’ll be back in a sec,” she said, putting on her underwear and grabbing her top as she went to the main room. She pressed the answer button as she dressed.
“Hello?” she said, hoping the man on the other end had dialed the wrong number. He hadn’t. It was her ex-husband, Jeremy.
Chapter Seven
Jeremy was the charming sort, always fun to be around. That was what Alana had liked about him when they’d first started dating. As time went on, Jeremy revealed that underneath his charming side was an insecure, emotionally abusive sociopath. That was part of the reason Alana hadn’t gone running for the hills at the first sign of a woman who was crazy enough to travel miles just to pursue a man who didn’t even want her. Currently, she was wondering what on earth would possess Jeremy to call her at midnight.
“Hey there. How’s my favorite ex-wife doing?” he said easily and with put-on confidence.
“Great. How can I help you?” Alana said it coolly but not rudely. She didn’t want to fight. She just wanted to be off the phone with him and back in Mark’s bed.
“Ouch. A little chilly. Could I borrow you for five minutes? Just five minutes, and I’ll never bother you, again.”
Alana popped on her couch, checking the current time on the phone.
“Five minutes. Go.”
That was when she heard a knocking at the door. What is it, now? Tammy coming back to cause more trouble, I’m sure. She walked to the door, and peeked through the peep hole. Alana’s mouth dropped. The person on the other side of the door knocked once more. Alana opened the door, shushing a very smug Jeremy.
“Hey, doll,” He said. Jeremy had blonde short hair, and was currently wearing a brown leather jacket and sunshades at midnight.
“What are you doing here?!” Alana shouted it in a whisper, beginning to panic.
“I asked if I could borrow you for a second. You’re the one that said yes. Hey, wh y are you here instead of your aunt’s house?”
Alana wanted to shout for him to go away and never return, but found that her curiosity was getting the best of her. It was just too creepy that he’d been able to find her. She wanted to know how he’d done it.
“Jeremy. How did you find me?” she said in an even tone, still in a lowered voice.
“What do you mean how did I find you? You’re friend Tammy gave me the address. Don’t bother being coy, she already told me all about how you were missing me,” he said it and stepped forward. Alana shoved him back. So, it was that bitch, Tammy.
“Ugh. I didn’t want you here Jeremy. And Tammy is not my friend,” she said it in hissed whispers, making her words quieter as they became more intense to keep herself from screaming them.
“Hey, why are you speaking so quietly. You don’t have neighbors either way for a quarter mile,” he said. Suddenly, Alana saw comprehension light Jeremy’s face.
“You cheating, slutty, whore.”
Alana was frozen stiff by the words. No one had spoken to her like that in her entire life.
“Did what we had mean nothing to you? It’s not even been a full year, and you’re over here guzzling cum and taking dick from another man. Who is he? HEY MAN, YOU’RE NEW GIRL’S A WHORE!” Jeremy shouted the last part into the house past Alana. Mark was roused from the other room.
“What’s going on in here?” he asked, putting on a pair of pants as he exited the bedroom. Shit, thought Alana. Things are escalating fast.
“It’s nothing Mark. Go back to the bedroom.”
Mark didn’t come forward, but he didn’t move from where he was standing. He stood at the ready, looking like a lion ready to tear someone to pieces.
“Jeremy, I’m giving you one chance to leave here. I’m closing this door, then I’m calling the cops. If you’re here when they get here, you’re getting a restraining order. And I’m going to make sure ALL your friends and family hear about it, and about what you did,
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