❝We Will Have Him One Way Or Another, After All.... He's Our Deadly Obsession.❞
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Having one stalker is something, but having two? and the worst part is, they are crazy for what they want.
ALEJANDRO RIVERS..... couldn't help but feel paranoid everyw...
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I looked after some eggs, toast bread and bacon for breakfast this morning. I sat down and ate in the silence with no one around.
My life is quite sad.
Though, I love the silence— sometimes I still wish I had someone to come home to or to cuddle with at nights.
I can't wait to have my own family, a beautiful wife, kids running around the house giving us lots of trouble.
I wish I could get that.
I drank my fruit punch juice before standing up and washing the plates I used. I went to my room stripping, then I went to shower, ready to start my day ahead.
I have an early shift tomorrow morning at 6:00 a.m. I hated having those early shifts just as I hate having those late shifts.
Nothing satisfies me anymore, apparently.
I had a late night shift last night, came home almost 12:00 a.m this morning. Thankfully the surgery I did went extremely well. I actually wasn't suppose to do that surgery last night but the patient got worst and we had to do an emergency surgery right away.
Every day when I step foot in that hospital and save a life, I feel like the happiest person alive knowing that I save someone from the heartache of having their family taken away from them.
I got dressed into a grey sweatpants and a black shirt. I also added my dog tag silver chain around my neck. I made sure I had my keys, wallet and phone before exiting the house.
I'm currently on my way to my sperm donor father. After the talk I had with that girl last week, I honestly don't even remember her name. I decided to pay the old man a visit to clear up a few things.
After the rain stopped that evening, I took her right home. No way was I going to let her stay at my house overnight. She wanted to stay so badly but no way was I going to allow it, so I made sure to drop her home knowing it was already late and I would never let her out that late alone.
I cursed the day that old man gave my phone number to that girl. After that day, she kept bothering my phone constantly. I swear I'm about to block that girl if she text me one more time about going on a date.
I made it clear multiple times that I wasn't interested in her, yet she kept bothering me. I don't know what else I got to do to get her to back off.
This girl is getting on my last nerves, imagining having to marry her— I don't know if I could handle that amount of stress, I would've been growing grey hairs before I even turn 30 years old.
