Aftershock 9

It had been a couple of weeks since Sydney had almost lost the baby. She had gone back to work in an attempt to forget about Michael and what transpired in her house. She had no clue about Michael and his obsession with her because she had not heard from him since she told him to get out. Mocca had moved in temporarily to help Sydney get back on her feet and to make sure that trifling Michael didn't show his face again.

Sydney was still so deeply hurt by Michael, that it was still a day to day struggle just to get out of bed, but she had to for the sake of her child. "Hey girl, how are you feeling?" Mocca said walking into her office. "Girl you know this is hard for me, I'm trying, but I can't get that image out of my head. We have gotten rid of the sheets and the mattresses, the bedroom suit and even all of the towels in my bathroom, and I still smell sex. I know its all in my head but Mocca, I can't get over it." "I know girl its going to take some time, in the meantime to keep you occupied, here are some of your client's books that fell behind when you were out." Mocca placed a large stack of files down on Sydney's desk and turned to walk out of the room. "Well get through this, I'm going to help you."

Sydney's phone rang. "This is Sydney may I help you?" No response from the other end. "Hello?" She heard someone mumbling on the line and the line disconnected. The mumbling sounded like that of a man but she couldn't make out the voice. She had been having calls like this since the day she returned to work. And since all calls go through her secretary she know it had to be someone who asked for her. She buzzed the secretary. "Did the previous caller state who they were? I somehow keep getting disconnected from the call." "No ma'am, they would just ask for you and nothing else." Stated the secretary. Hmm.. Weird.. Thought Sydney. I wonder who it could be? Sydney didn't not realize that the calls came in at the same time everyday. The exact same time that Michael would call everyday before they had broken up.

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Michael now followed Sydney everywhere she went. Work, home, the store, everywhere. He was obsessed with getting her back and he would do whatever he had to do. Everyday at the same time he would sit across the street from her job in an unmarked car and watch her through the window. He would call her just to hear her voice and then he would mumble "I'm going to get you back." and hang up the phone. He was dangerously in love with Sydney. He would stay in his car at night outside of her townhouse, since he didn't have anywhere to stay and he wasn't going to back to Sasha's place. Michael hadn't slept in days, he had snapped. All he thought about was Sydney, the way that she smelled, looked, even tasted. At night when he knew she was asleep, he would go around back and unlock the patio door and let himself in, he would stand over Sydney and watch her sleep for a while before returning to his car unseen. He had taken a pair of her panties and would keep them close for comfort.

Michael picked up his cell again, this time dialing Sydney's cell. "The subscriber you are trying to reach is not receiving calls at this time." "Shit!" Sydney had gotten her number changed a couple of days after kicking him out. He started banging his head against the steering wheel. " I have to get her back!" He picked up his cell again, this time calling the flower shop. " I would like to order a dozen of red roses with a 13th black rose in the center of the bouquet, and I want you to deliever them to Sydney Manor at 22 and Peachtree 3rd floor ." Michael now smiling. " Would you like to include a message with the flowers?" "Yeah, I want you to put 'You will be mine' and place a dead rose petal inside of the card." The receptionist at the flower shop sounded confused. "Im sorry sir, you want a black rose in the center of the arrangement, and a dead rose petal in the card?" "BITCH AIN'T THAT WHAT DA FUCK I SAID!?!" "I'm sorry sir, my apologies, I will get the owner on this right away." Michael paid for the arrangement with a prepaid debit card. He didn't want to leave any trace that it was him who sent the roses. He looked through the window where Sydney worked. "Yeah you will be mine. If I can't have you nobody will. I'll kill you and the baby before I let another man have you." Michael grimaced. His attempt to get Sydney back started now.

Michael may be obsessed with getting Sydney back, but what he didn't know was that Sasha was right around the corner watching his every move. She was just as obsessed with getting Michael back as he was with Sydney. She was determined even if it meant taking Sydney out..

Hey everybody sorry for this one being so short.. Hope you all enjoy.. Shoutout to StoryTella, thissiteiscrazy, and KP..If you are a writer post your stories I would love to read them.. (hint, hint iQon) Let's see what you got!