Didn't check words. As always.



Ziara Pov:

My fingers tremble.."what.." my lips tremble al little and a tear slips.. "Please.."

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18th of May, 2002

He's after me, he's fucking after me.. Last night i was studying until I hear a metal something screech against my windows.. to be honest, I was too scared to fucking cheek what was wrong and tense my muscles counting in my head hoping I I won't get FUCKING killed like everyone else..

I quickly close my book hearing air come into my room, my window was shut. I slip into my bathroom and into the tub closing the curtains quickly but quietly as I hear footsteps.. no fucking way I was gonna get killed tonight..

I heard the 'stranger' knock something over and fuck me cause my parents where out of Goddamn town fucking trying for kids.

I stay her for two fucking hours until I was sure no one was here.. As i got back to the room the fucking asshole trashed my room. Dick head. I cleaned this shit just today, fucker.

Now I just wished he killed me. The next morning i had courage to open my curtains to my window.. Alexander was carved onto the glass.. some fear consumed in the depths of my stomach as I took in precious air from outside.. he wants me dead.

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I purse my lips my cheeks damp form the tears.. i couldn't read more, I needed a break from this.. but now I know that Alexander had something tondo with his death.. amd he wasn't hiding it at all. Something warm roams down my chest.. fear.. anger.. anxiety.. i suck in a breath and slip the diary back in the drawer, gosh reading his diary was more painful than i tought.

Now I'm just gonna think about it all day.. i gulps softly and slip out of bed into my Ugg slippers and to my desk with a sigh, looking at my worn out face, dark circles painted down my eyes, my lips curved down as the smudges on my thin layer on my mascara damped around my eyes.. "I need a shower.." I sigh looking down..

After a few minutes of resting I find some courage to finally stand up and walk into my bathroom, slipping of my clothes, I already had all my skincare placed down. Atleast one thing of me was productive today. I sigh whipping of my mascara and concealer.

I slip my clothes in slipping in the very hot, steaming tub.. i sigh my whole body floating lighter and higher.. heaven.. my eyes drop closed softly as I lean my head back into the rim of the rub softly, i hum.. pure relief..

After a minute or 30 I dry myself getting into a light pink silk laced sleeping dressage high knee socks, I smile softly tangling my hair into a braid, the white hair tie with a cute bow on it tightening my hair beautifully. I smile "cute" I giggle and do my skin care..

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After some yoga I was currently eating strawberries with yoghurt while calling with Nikola. Literally my favorite thing to do. We call for a good long 2-3 hours until we hang up.. i sigh.. I'm bored.. I smile and grab Zizzi on my lap caressing her head as I scroll trough my phone..

Toms pov:

Smirk leaning back in my chair watching Ziara trough her own cameras.. smart girl.. installing cameras I could hack into with a fucking snap of my fingers, who knew her stalker owned fucking cameras.

I nibble on my piercing watching her intensely, her looks mesmerizing, almost fucking hypothesis for me. I pick up my phone sliding into our chats.

Me: bored, little mouse?

Ziara: what do you mean?.

Me: you look bored.

Ziara: how would you know?

I smirk seeing her nose scrunch

Me: I have my ways.It's painful watching you so bored. A little of your cats presence will be great wouldn't it?

I laugh at her sneer.

Ziara: F, off.

Me: am I the one one you curse to.

Ziara: so?

Me: first, and only.

Ziara: the next time you come around here, the only thing you will have are handcuffs around your wrist, and pressed up agianst a police car.

Me: doesnt matter. The only thing I'm interested about is how wet your pussy gets when you picture that in your head.

No response.. I smirk looking up at the screen seeing her face burried in a pillow, fucking adorable. She looks fucking adorable when she thinks she isn't being watched.

Ziara! Shut up.

Me: tho well I will miss that pussy, it's the best quality.

Agian no reply. I smirk cracking my neck relieving the tense in my neck and shoulders.. maybe I should pay her a visit. I laugh adjusting my seat as she stares at her phone blankly, just like always,FUCKING adorable. I could stare at her all day and never be tired or bored of it.

Ziara Pov:

He's such a jerk! I groan and get off my couch running upstairs and close my door with a sigh. I sniff and get in my bed sinking into my bed as I stare at the ceiling..

Unknown: doesnt matter. The only thing I'm interested about is how wet your pussy gets when you picture that in your head.

I blush and squeal, "I hate my self.." I mumble with a frustrated sigh and sink my head into a pillow. The door creaks open.. I take my pillow off my head, smilling as Zizzi enters the room, i pat a place beside me. "Come here Zizzi!" I say in a soft baby voice as she climbs onto the bed walking around the covers, i giggle. "Zizzi, come here" I smile and sit up patting my lap softly, I giggle as she climbs onto it.

"Cutie" I smile and pat her body softly and kiss her head lovingly. "I love you, little baby!" I giggle muffled my my lips that where nuzzled on her head. I smile and cup her torso on my hands laying back down settling her down on my chest softly. Her tiny head glances around along with a soft meow, "go on.." I smile and go as she climbs off my lap and bed walking back out.

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Authors note: Boring ass chapter . Not Ziara making it easier for Tom to admire from afar😃

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