She nodded her head, looking like a lost puppy. I hope she understands. I mean it. Bad Kitten means back to Atlas. I smiled, satisfied that she had agreed to my terms. I lifted her chin, meeting her gaze.
"There is also the matter of John, your fuck buddy. He is out of jail because you weren't around to press charges. I was going to murder him for what he did, but I never got around to it. I was too busy playing with you."
She gave me a worried look.
"Even though I hate the guy, I think he learned his lesson, Atlas. Please don't kill him. I highly doubt he will ever come near me again."
I pursed my lips together, looking into her beautiful green eyes. "He will be warned to stay away fromyou; if he doesn't take the advice, he will wish he had. I have someone watching him, so I know exactly where to find him. He had better think again if he thinks he will get anywhere near you."
I forced another smile. "Let's go before I change my mind and decide to keep you."
Kitlyn
When we left his house, I knew exactly where I was. I lived about twenty minutes away from him. I knew he purchased the home to stalk me, so its proximity did not surprise me.
It was the first week of September. The weather was still warm and comfortable. The trees hadn't shed their leaves yet, and the sun was shining. I took it all in as though I were seeing it for the first time and insisted on riding with the windows open to feel the wind in my hair. It has been so long since I've been outside.
I had butterflies in my stomach. I was so happy to be out in the world again. Tuna was packed into his crate, sitting comfortably in the backseat.
All my clothes were in two suitcases, which Atlas loaded into the car. My computer, phone, and gun were in the gym bag. Atlas thought it was best to give the thirty-eight back. He wants me to be able to protect myself from creeps, which, unbeknownst to him, included his ass, too, if he changed his mind about coming after me again.
I could not believe I was free!! I was fucking free to do everything I loved again!!! I could choose my clothes, keep my tubes intact, and, most importantly, live independently without him ruling over me. Myold life beckoned me, and I would not waste it on anyone or anything stupid again.
We pulled into my driveway. Everything looked exactly as it had when I left, except the grass was overgrown. Just seeing those long green blades all over my yard excited me. I couldn't wait to get out my ride-on and mow it. Atlas was quiet during the entire ride.
He wasn't happy about letting me go, but hid his feelings as usual. I also kept to myself, enjoying the view of the outside world I had missed so much.
He grabbed my suitcases while I carried Tuna into the house. Even though I no longer had a stalker, I still wanted to keep the security cameras for safety measures.
Atlas talked me into it. He made a valid point. I was a single woman living alone out here in East butt fuck. Keeping them was an excellent choice. Later, I would check with the security company to ensure the bill was paid.
I am pretty sure I had the account linked to autopay. On the ride in, I asked him how he had access to my cameras, and he told me he never did. He said he put the GPS tracker on my car, which is how he followed me.
He said he would watch me from the woods, hiding in the darkness, jumping from window to window. I asked him how he peeked at me, masturbating.
He told me he never did; it was just something he made up to humiliate me. It worked because I was mortified when he said as much to me. He said that occasionally he would sneak in and hide in the closet while he watched me.
Creepy shit, but that is how he took me to begin with. I just hoped he kept up his end of the bargain and left me alone. He had access to my home and knew everything about me. I trusted he would not come calling again; after all, he released me. Why go through all this trouble if he was going to renege on his promise?
I looked around my living room, then back at him.
"Are you sure you didn't break into my cameras? I noticed you had a lot of them in your home."
He rubbed his chin, grinning.
"I may be good at most things, my pet, but breaking into security cameras isn't one of them. Everyone has them in place; why wouldn't I? Besides, I needed them to watch you at my house. If you feel you want to remove them, it is your choice. You are a free woman now, remember?"
I smiled at him, feeling happy to be home.
"I guess you are right. You let me go after all."
He put my suitcases and gym bag on the floor and walked toward me. "I am glad you are keeping the cameras, pet. I don't want to worry about you."
He stared at me briefly, running his hand through his hair.
"Well, this is where we part ways, pet."
He pulled me into his broad chest and hugged me tightly, but not hard enough that I couldn't breathe. I felt the tears welling up again, trying my hardest to hold them back.
