Just when I thought things could finally be going our way, she blocked me.
Why would you do that to us, Gracie? Why?
When I first realized why she hadn’t been responding to my messages, I thought she might have figured out who I was, but when I thought about it a little more, I realized that’s not it.
If she knew it was me, she sure as hell would have confronted me about it.
She would have hightailed her sexy ass straight to the cottage and tore me a new one, probably dragging the guys in to it at the same time and I’d have been done for.
But none of that happened. She just carried on with her day as though nothing’s amiss, as though she didn’t tear my goddamn heart out and leave me with a Gracie sized hole in my chest.
To look at her now, everything seems perfectly normal.
Which means she still has no idea who ‘Anonymous’ really is.
But she blocked me anyways.
Meaning I had to get a new burner phone so I could text her, though I haven’t used it yet.
I want to get to the bottom of why she blocked me first before I start messaging her again.
Because for what possible reason could it have been?
Could she have started seeing someone, and that’s why she broke it off between the two of us without so much as a word?
Just how long has she been seeing them?
No, that’s not it.
If she had started seeing someone, I would know about it.
I would have stopped it before it had even started.
I would have done it before that night regardless, but now?
Now, I’ve had a taste of her, and she ismine.
But still, the lingering doubt is niggling in the back of my mind, telling me that maybe I’m wrong, maybe she’s been sly about it and has managed to see someone without me knowing.
That better not be the case, because I don’t fucking share.
TEN
ANONYMOUS
Okay, so maybe I overreacted.
I took the day off from classes to watch my girl and see how she interacted with people.
I was expecting her to meet up with someone or sneak a text to her lover every once in a while, but the only different thing about her was the way she would constantly glance around as though waiting for someone to jump out at her.
It was then that I realized she was waiting formeto jump out at her.
I felt ridiculous after that. She hadn’t blocked me because she was seeing someone else, she’d blocked me because she was scared of me.
I don’t really mind her being scared of me.
Her fear fills me with a rush of adrenaline, and I’m in serious danger of becoming addicted.
