Baby, I know I come on too strong. That’s just who I am. I know deep down what I want, and what I want is you. Nothing is going to change that.
It’s just hard for me.
I know it is. Your past was shit, Caydence, but I’m not like them.
I reread that message more than once. He’s right. The others might have hit me, hurt me, but not Devon. He killed someone for me. Over me. Doesn’t that say something?
I know you’re not. You’re more. And I don’t know how to handle that.
You’ve been handling things fine. What you saw, what I did, wasn’t the end of things.
It’s things like that which scare me, Devon.
But they’re nothing but the truth. You think you’ve been on a rollercoaster ride with me this far, Caydence? You'd better hold on tight.
I don’t know what his words mean, but something dark washes over me. I toss the phone onto the bed and stand up, walking to the window. I pull the curtain back, looking out, and that’s when I see him. I gasp and nearly stumble back.
The guy in the mask is out there. Is he waiting for me? Should I go out there?
I let the curtain fall closed and step back into the darkness. I can’t go out there.
I walk back and climb into bed, wondering what the hell he’s doing out there anyway. Pulling the blanket up to my chest, I lie there and sigh. What the hell is happening to me? To my life?
I was the quiet girl. The one no one bothered because she blended in so well. How did Devon decide to choose me? Why does the man in the mask?
I clench my eyes shut, and there’s a part of me that wishes I could sink back into the normal population, and no one would notice me again. At least there I was safe. At least there I didn’t have to wonder so much. There I was free and comfortable.
Here? I’m afraid. I’m torn. I’m confused.
