2 days later

I lean on the palm of my hand staring outside, my thoughts where consumed by him.. even tho I hadn't heard of him after..

Flashback:

"if I approached you at that club that night and asked you on a date, I'd woo you, charm you, show you a pretty fake smile and treat you like a queen, all while lying to your face.. is that really what you want?" He tilts his head his eyes still pierced into mine..

I bite on my lower lip slightly, "focus, Ziara!" The teacher snapped, I flinch and nod quickly looking down at my paper, ofcourse the teacher had to interrupt my talk- don't blame this on the teacher now Ziara.. I gulp writing my info notes down even tho it was hard when I was thinking about my stalker 24/ of he day. I fix my composure crossing my legs over the other, come on Ziara just write and don't think about that phsyco..

The bell rings.

I gather my stuff quickly before glancing at the teachers eyes Who where focused on mine.. he signals his fingers to come over, I suck in a breath before walking towards him my bag clenching in my hand slightly. "You've been distracted quite a lot recently, is there a specific reason ms Ziara?" He asks while writing down some summary news concept questions, i bretah out.. "n-no just been tired.. not sleeping well.." I lie stuttering my words out. "Well then," he looks at me, "better get some sleep cause you know you can't pass this year until you A's that exam." He explains crossing his arms over his chest raising his eyebrows.. i nod and gulp, "I understand teacher.." I fiddle with my silver rings a bit.. "good then." He nods, "you can go now" he accepts and I nod slipping out of the room quickly.

Yes.. I'm so happy that was my last class today, I walk down the hallway stealing some glances of eyeing people before walking out of the building. These people had some staring problems for some reason. I sigh sitting down at the bus stop glancing around for the bus, mostly takes a while cause of busy buss driver that drives like a snail most of the time. I wait around for a while till i finally see the bus arrive, "yes" I hiss under my breath before stepping in the bus, scan my ticket and look around for a seat, great. I sigh, the bus was literally full.. I sigh in frustration walking trough the very thin path followed my old mens stare, oh how much I hate this city.. I smile as I successfully find a seat in the very back, unfortunate.. i sit down feeling the bus drive his way down the road.

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Toms pov:

I slam the door shut harshly walking towards the club, my footsteps hard and quiet. I continue feeling the blank stares of people but they mind there own business as I glare at them, I make it towards the club opening the door walking into a massive room filled with couches and poker tables. Men lounge on the couches with naked women draped over there laps shaking there ass or tits in there faces. At the back of the stage, a woman currently humping a pole while disgusting men are throwing dollar bills at her. Hung on the back of the wall Behind the performer is the ouroboros, Confirming the type of people who frequent this club. A full bar is alcohol. Probably $50,000 scrotch that tastes like ass. Then again, They probably enjoyed that taste since they think their own farts smell like flowers.

Woman in scantily clad clothing roam the room, Delivering drinks, and pretending to laugh at there lame jokes and— what the fuck? Ten feet away from me, a woman stands at a poker bar holding out her bare arm while an asshole stubs out his very little cigar on her skin. My face drops when I see that asshole is Alexander fucking Jospeh. Goddamit. smoke sizzles from her flesh, but she doesn't move an inch. In fact, she doesn't even flinch. I clench my jaw the fragile bones in my gums threatening to fucking crack. I force myself to stay calm as I walk over to the table, acting more interested in the game than I am in the girl.

As I get closer, I notice she has a blank look on her face much like the hostess that greeted me. The smell of burnt flesh feels the area. One dickhead even waved his hand in front of his nose dramatically, as if it's her fault it smells. She drops her arm and just stands there a glazed look in her eyes after closer inspectation, I noticed that the entirety of her arm is covered in burned scars. Old and fresh. All different stages of healing, and plenty of fresh burns from tonight. Alexander shoos her away, and she robotically turns and walks off, as if she didn't just have a cigar stubbed on her flesh.

She's drugged.

My Mask stays in place refusing to crack from anger swirling in the depths of my chest. Keeping my eyes on the table, I approach the men. "Who's winning tonight?" I ask my eyes looming over the table, 4 pairs of eyes look my way as they gave me the, who are you? Who gave you the right to speak to us? Face. "Gentlemen.!" I heard Alexander's voice smirking and he comes up from behind me. "Alexander.." I say back not so pleased with the presence of this ass. "Glad you came, right ?" He stated and looking back at the men, they where stunned, probably cause of my coming. They nod silently, i smirk a little.. the table see,s to go silent as a man glanced at me. "Do you play too, boy?" He asks even think had the intrusive tought to beat the shit out of him until my hands where drenched in his blood for calling me boy while I'm a fucking grown twenty-trhee year old man. "Whats your name, boy?" He asks, "Tyler Haven." I lie easily looking in his eyes..

He nods, "very good then Tyler" he smirks grabbing a cigarette box flipping the lid open, slipping a cigarette out. "Want a drag?" He asks slipping another one out handing it, i nod grabbing it before slipping out a lighter lighting it up. I look outside and back at the clock, i scrunch my nose. The clock was a bit foggy cause of the heat here, can't blame it cause of the amount of sex they have here. Forced sex. "Let get out of here, it's kinda hot here." He recommends standing up. I nod standing up slowly as we walk towards the entrance, god it was dark out, 21:40 so not to wierd why it is.

I puff out the last drag of my cigarette before tossing it away, I was trying hard not to screw Alexander's mouth shut cause of the amount of yapping this dude does, clearly the ass hole has no friends. I sigh, what a suprise isn't it?

Alexander smiles, "I love this coffee cafe" he says happily. "Let go, I heard this place was open until midnight to" he huff out a proud laugh, i nod walking in after him, the lights joyfully decorated on the check out table p making the room a bit dim cause of the amount of lights they have, not a lot so.. I pause, my eyes flicker to a familiar person, little mouse.. I furrow my eyebrows, what is she doing this late at night without protection? She was writing down on a diary, her pen swiftly moving along the paper along with her hands softly, a hot chocolate milk with cream layed beside her.

I sit down at the table where I could easily glance at her from the coned of my eyes as Alexander keep quacking out his words out.

After a couple of minutes Alexander notices her, I wanted to gladly gog his eyes out by the way he was eye-fucking her. "What a beauty.." he murmurs slipping out his phone zooming in on her, me jaw shakes from how hard i clench my jaw, my hand slightly twitching to my gun. No way he was raping her like all the others. I laugh. i fucking dare you mr. Josephs. I grit my teeth.

"That's my girl" I state clenching my fists till my hand muscles go numb, he looks at me, "we wait really?" he asks sitting back straight, i nod, "yea.. my girlfriend." I nod looking over at the innocent girl who was writing in a diary.

"Why don't you introduce?" He smiles leaning back, "my girl doenst like being bothered when she is busy working.." i explains crossing my arms leaning back too, purposely adding my girl for checking. He nods.. "gonna delete that picture yet?" I ask my voice on the edge of coldness, "oh yea! Yes.." he nods quickly grabbing his phone deleting it, i glance at Ziara. I'll probably hack in his phone later to see if he really doesn't have the pic cause you could reload it back in his storage from recent deleted..

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Ziara pov:

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Authors note!

Hes Not a stalker tho.. Hes an intense admiration from afar..

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