It Was Only Just A ….. Final Part
As his grip became tighter around her small neck, Selena began grasping for any amount of breath she could get, she kicked her legs and waled her arms wildly trying to break free from his dominate hold. The intruder was taken aback by how strong she actually was and lost his grasp for a split second providing Selena with enough of a gateway to get free and far enough away from arms length of him. She reached out for her mom’s treasured vase as a weapon or defense against the man.
“Who the hell are you and what are you doing in my house,” Selena shakily requested as she held the vase out in front of her as somewhat of a shield.
“Put the vase down, we both know you won’t risk breaking your mom’s favorite decor.” He answered with a menacing grin as he reached out and easily took hold of the vase.
“How do you know that,” Selena whispered as she backed away towards the open kitchen.
“Oh believe me I know everything there is to know about you Ms. Gomez,” He informed as he inched closer to Selena who was now completely in the kitchen with her back against one of the counters. “You see your life’s not as private as you think, not with all of today’s social media and paparazzi and shit. No, in fact your life is an open book that I can’t seem to put down.”
He moved closer to her but surprisingly took a seat in one of the chairs at the kitchen’s island clean across from Selena. He examined every inch of her scared small frame staring with her shaking bare feet on the kitchens dark hardwood floors, moving his gaze up her toned mile long legs reaching and lingering briefly on her light pink robe that clung to her body like a glove revealing a slight glimpse of her sheer lacy leopard print bra. He licked his lips as he brought his gaze up to her frozen pale face that had fear written all over it. Selena caught the man’s gaze and tried to look into and gain some understanding for why he was here and what he planned to do to her.
“You see I know that your here all weekend alone, just you and your poor excuse for a guard dog.” He said as he looked back at the patio doors at Baylor still scratching at the door to be let in. “I know that your loving boyfriend is miles away and that no one is going to come looking for you til Monday.”
“What do you want from me,” Selena cried as she secretly reached behind her back and opened one of the kitchen drawers. “If its money, its yours.”
“You think I want your money,” he laughed placing his hand awkwardly on thecountertop and he rose from his chair. “What I want is you.”
He moved towards Selena stopping inches from her face and brushed a stray piece of hair sensually from her face. Moving the back of his hand over her face roughly as he exhaled and inhaled her fresh scent. Selena replayed in her head some of the defense tactics she had learned early in class, and kicked her leg forward aggressively with her foot meeting his manhood perfectly. He fall to the floor in pain letting out a sharp cry, she moved to run but he caught hold to her leg bring her down with him. She kicked to free her leg with no success and reached at the drawer she had opened earlier, grabbing the first thing she had felt. She used her new found dough roller as a weapon and proceeded to hit him over the head brutally with it until he released her leg. Jumping to her feet Selena ran into the darkened living room and up the stairs into her room, she searched quickly for her purse that held her car’s keys and grabbed for what she thought was her phone that was now missing from its charger, she picked up her house phones receiver only to hear nothing not even a dial tone. She traced the cord only to find that it had been cut, realizing that the only way out now was to go back downstairs where she knew he would be waiting, or she could try and make a jump from her room’s second floor window into her open backyard. As she weighed her options Selena heard another voice on the end of the once dead receiver.
“Did you really think I would risk leaving a working phone in the house you little bitch.” he breathed heavily. “That cute little stunt you pulled down here just costed you, so I suggest you get your little ass down here before I come up there and get you myself, and trust me if I’m coming up there only one of us is coming down.”
Selena helplessly exhaled giving into the idea that she was in a situation she couldn’t see herself getting out of.
“I can hear you breathing, put down the phone and come downstairs that is unless you want me to come up to your bedroom.” He flirted positioning himself weakly against the kitchen wall as he held the phone. “I had heard you were fast Ms. Gomez but I at leastthought you would buy me dinner first. But I gotta say I wasn’t disappointed with what I say earlier in the bathtub who knew you had a mole right above your..” he started only to be cut off be Selena’s shallow voice.
“Fine, I’m coming down,” she caved as she opened her bedroom window surveying the drop into her deep pool.
“See that wasn’t so hard and I didn’t even have to threaten your puppies life, Got to go your boyfriends on the other line, you should really tell him about us.” He smugly said as he slammed down the disconnected receiver.
He hit ignore on Selena Iphone as Justin’s photo popped up, throwing her phone into the sinks garbage disposal and flicking the switch, laughing as the phone destroyed every ounce of hope Selena had for help. He reached in his jacket pulling out the knife he had retrieved early and began climbing the stairs two at a time hollering out Selena’s name. Selena heard footsteps coming from the hall and jumped out of her window without hesitation landing perfectly into her pools deep end. When she resurfaced her intruder was standing in her room’s window staring down with a shocked look on his face. As she exited the pool calling for Baylor to join her she looked up to see him no longer there. With Baylor in arms she ran towards her backyard’s gate exit that lead safely into her garage. Where her car was tucked away, she jumped into the car quickly shutting and locking the door quietly, seating Baylor gently in the passenger seat. She pressed the button to open the garage door begging for it to hurry and not be too loud, starting the car she pulled out of her driveway and speed down her street eager to escape the crazed man in her house. Selena brought her gaze up to her rearview mirror only for her eyes to catch those of another in her backseat. She let out a shriek as the man reached for her throat.
“Selena,” Justin screamed out as he shoot up from his sleeping position in bed covered in sweat. He had just seen Selena being chocked to death by some crazed lunatic, he remembered as he tried to calm his pacing heartbeat. Looking down he saw Selena peacefully sleeping beside him, unaware and unfazed by his haunting discovery. He shook her just to insure that she was real and alive.
“Justin, what are you doing,” she sleepily spoke, confused as to why Justin was awake let alone waking her up, she looked at the clock that read 4am. “It too early for sexJustin,” she playfully said as she rose to make eye contact, when she noticed a scared and horrified expression on his face. “Baby what’s wrong?” She asked as she placed her cold hands onto his damp face.
“I saw him hurt you, he attacked you,” Justin said while staring into Selena’s eyes fighting back tears. “And I couldn’t save you.”
“Who Justin what are you talking about, I’m fine see.” She reassuringly said as she placed her lips onto those of Justin, pulling back when he didn’t return the kiss.
“Your Stalker Selena he attacked you while I was in London and I couldn’t do anything about it.” He cried as he lowered his head in shame.
Selena brought him into her arms and hugged him as tight as she could, while Justin rested his head on her chest. Selena looked down hurt by the fact that Justin was so scared for her and her whole stalker situation when she herself wasn’t even worried. She felt a tear drop on her hand , as Justin broke from their embrace and stared into her watering eyes.
“Justin it was only just a dream, but even if it wasn’t you would always be there to protect me, you would never let anything bad happen to me.” Selena spoke as Justin brushed her falling tears away.
“Of course, I will protect you with everything I have,” He said as he laid a sloppy kiss on her forehead. “But just to be on the safe side we should really get you some kickboxing lessons, and maybe teach Baylor to be a bad-ass.”