Obsessed

Chapter Three

Siobhan could not get the text past her head. 

Who the hell was that? She thought. 

After a few minutes of sitting outside, Siobhan would have thought her nerves would have calmed down, but they didn't. In fact, they had just alleviated. She only expected a text like this from one person. 

Prince. 

And speak of the devil, Prince was suddenly making his way up to Siobhan. 

Where the heck did he come from? 

Siobhan quickly gathered her belongings and sped away from the bench she sat on. To make sure she lost the boy, she entered the university buildings and circled it three times, just for safety's sake. After thirty minutes, she was sure that Prince had left, and made her way back home. 

Siobhan ambled down the sidewalk, sighing in frustration. In a matter of one week, Siobhan had caught a persistent stalker on her hands and didn't know what to do. Should she go to the police? Maybe Prince would get over this little phase, or crush, he had on her. 

Some time during Siobhan's thought, a car slowly drove besides her. 

"Amor!"

Siobhan glanced towards towards the direction of the voice and saw Prince. Practically seething, Siobhan continued walking, ignoring his call and presence in general. 

"I could give you a ride home, you know," he called, slowly following behind her. "It's a bit cold outside for you to be walking." 

"I'll live." Siobhan muttered. All she wanted to do was get home to her loving boyfriend, Craig. 

"Come on. I don't want you to get sick. Just tell me the directions to your house and I'll drop you off."

Still ignoring him, she continued to walk, whether it was cold or not. By the time Siobhan arrived at the end of the sidewalk, her feet felt like ice blocks and her teeth refused to stop chattering. 

Finally, Siobhan did the unthinkable. She turned to face the car and sighed.  

"Fine." 

Almost immediately when she entered the car, Prince began to speak. "We almost seem to always run into each other." 

Siobhan forced a smile on her face, rubbing her hands together to get some warmth. But also to keep herself occupied as a way to keep herself occupied from talking to Prince. 

"It's such a beautiful day," he added. "But not as beautiful as you." 

Siobhan sighed once more and shut her eyes, wishing she would be home already.

"Over these few days, I've grown an interest in you," Prince revealed. "My feelings have grown stronger and stronger each day, and I can't get over you. Your beauty." 

It was clear to see that Siobhan wanted nothing to do with Prince. Not even as acquaintances. "I have a boyfriend." Sobhan spoke slowly so he could understand. "I told you this before."

Automatically, the car came to an abrupt stop, causing Siobhan to jolt forward, almost hitting her head on the dashboard. "What the hell was that for?" 

"You always bring up your boyfriend! Why can't you forget him and focus on us, just for a second?"

Siobhan hastily struggled to open the door, but found it wouldn't open. It was locked. "Open the door, Prince." 

"Come on, Siobhan." Prince spoke out, grabbed her arm. Responsively, she shuddered in disgust. 

"Open the damn door right now!"

He yanked her arm towards him and cupped her chin, forcing her to look him in the eye. "Listen. You and I belong together."

Prince let go of her arm and begun to play with Siobhan's hair. She took in a sharp breath and watched as Prince placed his face against her neck, kissing it softly. 

"Meet me at Gumbo tonight." He whispered in her ear.

When Siobhan didn't respond, Prince roughly grabbed her hair, causing her to yelp out in response. "You're hurting me..."  

"Be there at eight. Don't push it."

And that's why at eight o'clock sharp, Siobhan sat on her empty bed, with her mind racing furiously about Prince. She wasn't going to allow him to run her life, especially since she barely knew him 

She found herself positioned there for the next minute, unable to bring herself to move anywhere else besides her bed. That's until her cell phone began to ring. 

"Hello?" she answered shyly. 

"You bitch!"