Free Awakened by C. N. Watkins Page A

I’m
not going to stay here and let him torment me. Stefan doesn’t know
so please don’t tell Ayden. But I have to leave if he shows up. And
not the worst of it. Stefan has a crazy ex-girlfriend who also
heard this and is now out to kill us.”
    Her jaw dropped. She was not expecting
that. “What.the.hell? Since when?”
    “ It’s a long story. I guess
she is obsessed with him and told him at one point that if she
couldn’t have him, nobody could. This is just a shit storm!” I
grabbed my face harder. Maybe if I buried my head deeper into my
hands I would wake up, and find out that this is all just a
nightmare.
    “ Okay, so have you called
the cops?”
    “ No, nothing has happened
yet but Stefan said we have to keep the windows and doors locked at
all times. That’s basically everything.” I looked up at her;
grabbing her hand, hoping she would understand. She was my best
friend, and I needed her so much, but I would not let her give up
on the last semester of college for me. She had already sacrificed
so much.
    “ Jennifer, I’ll come with
you. Anywhere, anytime. I can’t lose you!”
    “ No you won’t. You’ll stay
right here. Hopefully he’ll just stay as far away from me as
possible. But until then, let’s try not to worry about it. I am
beat so I am going to bed, goodnight.” I released her hand and got
up. My mind felt like Jell-O.
    “ Oh, okay. Well goodnight.”
Kennedy hugged me before I walked upstairs. I knew she was
expecting more answers, but I just didn’t want to give them. If I
didn’t say it out loud, then maybe it wasn’t true.
    I changed into shorts and a t-shirt
and cuddled into my bed. My phone vibrated on my bed. I must have
left it. I must have forgotten to take it with me on the date; I
hadn’t even realized. I picked it up; five text messages, all from
Stefan.
     
    *I had a lot of fun
tonight with you.
    How are you
doing?*
     
    *I miss you
already.*
     
    *Jennifer, what’s going
on?*
     
    *Jennifer, I am getting
worried.
    Why aren’t you answering?
Are you okay?*
     
    *If you don’t call me in 5
minutes
    I am coming over there.
And I will
    Not be happy
either.*
     
    I looked at the time; it had been 3
minutes since he sent that text. I didn’t feel like talking, so I
quickly typed back a response.
     
    *Stefan, I’m sorry. I left
my phone upstairs
    I’m okay. I miss you
too*
     
    As soon as I hit send, I received a
text back from him.
     
    *Please don’t do that to
me again.
    I was so worried something
happened.
    How are you
doing?*
     
    *I’m sorry. I’m fine, just
lying in
    My bed trying to clear my
head.*
     
    I knew I would have to tell him about
my dad, eventually. But right now wasn’t the time. He had his own
issues to deal with, he didn’t need mine too.
     
    *You don’t need to worry
about Nicole.
    Everything else
okay?*
     
    Well I guess I finally got a name out
of her. Nicole. I wish I knew what she would look like, but then
again I didn’t want to come close to her to find out.
     
    *I am fine but I am going
to sleep.
    Goodnight
Stefan*
     
    I wished I could talk to him all
night, but I was so drained. I needed to sleep.
     
    *Alright. I hope I talk to
you tomorrow.
    If you need me, please
call me.
    Goodnight Jennifer
(:*
     
    I loved when he put a smiley face in
his text; it always made me smile more. I reached over and plugged
my phone into the charger, making sure to turn it on loud, and set
it on my nightstand. I rolled over, snuggled further into my bed
and tried to clear my head. The thoughts of my father walking
through my front door, or Nicole slipping through my window at
night, made me cringe. I took a deep, calming breath and relaxed
myself. Before too long, the only person I could see in my dreams
was Stefan, kissing me and holding me.
    Eventually, I drifted off
to sleep without any worries .

Chapter Six
     
    Everything seemed to pass
by in a blur once Stefan had left. He hadn’t called or texted me
all week and I didn’t want to be the