The Stalked Assistant (Chapter-26)

I'm heading towards my car in the garage, but something catches my eyes and I freeze in my tracks. I stare in horror as the words written on my car say "MINE". It's written across my wind shield.

In red freaking chalk.

Fucking hell.

I already know who did it without thinking another second, unknown, but who the hell is this person? And why the hell are they writing the word mine on my damn car. 

This is starting to drive me completely insane.

With my legs still shaking from the conversation with Ryder, my knees give out causing me to fall onto my knees near my car, I just stare at it and wonder when the hell is this going to stop. It's coming to the point that I would freaking rather have that stupid video go viral and then deal with the consequences of that one damn day, then deal with this for much fucking longer.

I take a few minutes to try to calm myself down, I just need to get this mess off my car and get home, hopefully Amanda won't be too long behind me.

Placing my hands on the concrete I slowly push myself up, looking around the garage slowly making sure I'm not being watched, I take steps towards my car hesitantly, checking inside my windows as I get closer making sure unknown isn't waiting for me inside my car before I lean over the front hood of my car and start using my jacket sleeve to wipe the chalk word off. 

It's smeared, but at least no one can tell what it once said, taking out my keys I notice my hands are shaking and it takes a few tries before I can land the key inside the keyhole unlocking my car.

Once I'm inside, I slam the car door shut and lock the door immediately. Starting my car up, I reach over my steering wheel and press the water for my windshield wipers on watching as the water makes the chalk devolve, taking a slow shaky breath and back out of the garage.

I made it home a little faster than normal, I will admit I spend most of the way, I was ready to get inside where I would feel safe, hopefully my door locks have been changed. 

I head into my apartment and stop by the manager's office to see if a new key was left for me.

"Hey Philip. Someone was supposed to come change my locks today, did they leave a key?" I asked, as soon as I reached the desk in his office.

He looks around for a moment, digging into piles of paper before shaking his hand. "No, honey, I'm sorry nobody left me anything for you today" 

Shit.

Double freaking shit.

What am I supposed to do? What if unknown is inside my apartment right now waiting for me? How could the freaking cops be like this? When a women's apartment was broken into, and she was clearly out of her mind with fear you would think they would do a little freaking better.

"Okay, thank you. Your mom's doing good?" I asked before leaving his office, she has cancer and poor thing ended up moving her into the apartment next to his and I doubt he gets much rest, she is going through chemo and has been very sick from what he has told me.

"Her hair is starting to fall out, but she said she thinks the chemo is working. Said she's feeling better" He sighs before smiling at me. "Thanks for asking"

"Of course. I'm glad she is feeling better" I smile back and head out his office, as I get to the second floor my heart threatening to beat out of my chest as I reach out and turn my door handle, seeing its unlocked makes me almost want to wait for Amanda but I can't do that, it's not her fault unknown is after me and I definitely don't want her to get hurt, not when she doesn't know the full story. I don't want her to get hurt over my lies.

I slowly walk through my apartment, checking everywhere, including my closest, my bathroom and my bedroom, seeing that everything's still in the same place and poohbear is again sleeping on my bed, I think it's okay. I think I'm alone.

I don't want to bother Ryder but I really need my door locked changed as soon as possible, I won't be able to sleep in this apartment again until I know I'm a safer and I definitely don't feel very safe at the moment.

Digging my phone out my bag, I quickly pull up his number and send him a text.

Me- Hey I'm sorry to bother you but they didn't change my locks. Could you give me the person you knows number and I can call.

Looking down at my feet after I bring my fingernail to my mouth to start biting them I see that I didn't take off my shoes and for once I don't even care, I don't care that I walked in with dirty floors, that's the least of my concern.

I don't have OCD or anything like that, just growing up my momma always made me take off my shoes and it just became a habit.

Ryder- Don't worry about it. I will call them. They will be there tonight to change the locks.

Me- Okay, thank you so much. Let me know how much and I'll pay you back.

Ryder- Don't start with that Isabella.

Me- I'm not.. Just this isn't your problem to have to pay for it Ryder.

Ryder- How about I'm making it my problem?

I don't even know what to say to that, why in the world would he want to make my fucked-up problem his own? 

Me- I appreciate it.

That's the only thing I can come up with really.

Jeez Izzy, you're a lot smarter than that, I'm making myself look dumb when he tries to do something for me, it's not that I don't appreciate it because I do.

I obviously do, but why? Why is he doing this?

Ryder- I'll let you know when they are on their way.

Me- okay thank you Ryder.

He doesn't text back and I'm sitting here waiting to see if he will but I hear someone knocking on my door and Amanda's voice calling for me, telling me that it's just her.