Yesterday was one of the most frightening moments in my life. Never in my life did I feel so freaked out.
Walked quickly up the stairs to the lift. He was standing there. I froze. "Hey! Just go away, I don't want to see you again!! I quickly entered the lift and the next moment, my handphone vibrated. It was his name. I picked up the phone and tell him to get lost. He said that he would just want to clarify and then go off. I agreed, thinking that it would be better if we settled it once and for all.
He said he didn't mean to stalk me. He said that he ran all the way just to apologize to me and to explain things. I refused to believe him and scream my head off. I told him to get lost and that I did not want to see him again as I did not want to pursue whatever happened earlier. Out of exasperation, he relented and walked away.
I sped all the way to the lift and ran home. I was so afraid that he might follow me and know exactly where I live. Closed the door and shut the windows and kept Boyboy in the other room. I was shivering in fear - would he appear in front of my doorstep? Regret meeting up with him. What supposedly was a relaxing dinner and drinks morphed into a I Know What You Did Last Summer scene.
Bathed and when I was about to sleep, my handphone vibrated. It was him again. Ignored the SMSes and the calls. I was really too tired, physically and mentally, to put up any defence or attack. I just don't want to have anything to do with men. I am sick of them just like I am sick of beef at the moment.
Just let it pass...let it pass....
