Kiara's Game - Part 3 - The Stalker
by Kiara Reynard
Though I couldn’t see Zoe, Abby and Maya,
I could hear their voices.
I followed the noise, edging closer to a narrow alleyway.
Oh my gosh, Maya!
You scared the shit out of us, you bitch.
What the hell were you doing hiding in an alley?
And why didn’t you yank Ki back with us?
That was really shitty to let her keep walking by like that, Maya.
Shh. Shut up and watch. We’re hiding.
Watch what?
Not what. Who.
Who are you talking about?
The creep who’s been following you guys.
I’ve been watching him watch you.
Who are you talking about?!
That guy. Across the street and two buildings down.
The cute guy with black hair?
He’s not cute, he’s creepy.
He’s definitely both.
He could be your twin brother, Maya.
What?!
Pale skin, jet black hair, permanent scowl – but still cute.
Just like you.
Shut up. That doesn’t matter.
He’s definitely been stalking us.
It’s creepy.
But weren’t we just stalking two little old ladies?
How is that any less creepy?
It’s not. They weren’t regular little old ladies.
I swear, Abby.
Whatever.
Anyway, where’s Ki?
That’s why we’re hiding.
What do you mean?
I guarantee Kiara knows that creep.
Thank God we lost her after I pulled you two in here.
I think he did too. He looks lost.
What do you think he wants?
I told you, he’s gotta be Kiara’s friend.
Pretty sure we’re her only friends.
Speak for yourself.
Shit, he’s coming this way.
Get back before he sees us.
I think he just did.
Damn it, he’s definitely coming this way.
Run!
Abby, not that way! Look out for that gate!
Maya stopped short and swung around, confronting the boy.
Hey creep, back off before I kick your ass.
I will, if you give me what I want.
Ew. What do you want?
The backpack. And your phones.
Just throw him your backpack, Abby.
Don’t you dare.
Shut up, Maya, before someone gets hurt.
Just take it and go, jerkoff.
Abby threw the bag on the ground but he didn’t leave.
Phones. Now.
After rifling through Abby’s backpack and finding nothing…
The boy calmly scrolled through their phones.
What are you doing?
You have our shit. Now go. Seriously.
I’m warning you, leave before I scream.
Go ahead.
There’s a hell of a lot of noise out there...
So no one will even hear you...
Give her the bag.
The boy didn’t turn when he heard me come up behind him.
Didn’t you hear me?
I said ‘Give her the bag.’
Now.
The boy simply smiled and handed Abby her backpack without a word.
Then, he turned and flashed me the most beautiful smile I’d ever seen.
As he reached out and touched my cheek, I should have been terrified.
But I wasn’t… and at the time, I had no clue why.
I’ll be in touch soon, Kiara.
And then he was gone.
You lying piece of shit.
Me?
Do you seriously have the nerve to play dumb right now?
You said you didn’t know who was following us.
I didn’t—I mean, I don’t!
He sure as shit knew you.
Maya, I swear, I have no idea who that was.
He called you by name, Ki.
Thank you, Abby. Finally, someone is taking my side.
I’m not taking sides. I’m just asking... how did he know your name?
I really have no clue.
STOP LYING!!
I believe you, Ki.
Of course you do.
Maya!
What?
In case you don’t remember, Ki just saved our lives.
You could be a little appreciative.
Whatever. Everyone is so touchy today.
And she didn’t save shit.
We’d never be involved in all this drama in the first place if it weren’t for her.
She’s the one who’s in on something with that creep and the old hags.
In on what?!
What, exactly, do you think I’m hoping to accomplish here?
Isn’t it obvious?
You’re an attention whore—always hogging the spotlight and showing off how clever you are.
You think you’re better than the rest of us, don’t you?
It’s unbearable.
No wonder they had to ship your ass all over the country to find someone to take you in.
Oh my gosh! You took that way too far, Maya.
No, Zo, she’s right.
No one wants me.
That’s not true, Ki.
No, I’m not just saying that so you feel sorry for me.
Once people get to know me, they don’t want to be around me.
Why? We love you.
Bad shit happens around me.
People vanish.
I bring the creeps out of the woodwork.
I don’t know why, but it always happens. And then I get sent away again.
That’s crazy.
If today was anyone’s fault, it’s Maya’s.
How is any of this my fault?
I told you to stop it, Maya.
Can we just drop it?
We’ve all had enough drama for one day.
I’m going home.
Not alone you aren’t.
Yeah, we’ll all go together.
Right, Maya?
Maya?
Fine. But we have to go by my aunt’s shop first.
I can’t come all the way here and not say hello.
Two minutes later, we walked into the Fernandez Boticario.
And me and Maya stopped in our tracks.
You gotta be shitting me.
What?
There, on the shelf behind the counter.
What is it?
You recognize it. Don’t you, Kiara?
No goddamn way.
It’s a book. So what?
It’s not just any book, is it?
No it is not.
The old crones almost stabbed Maya because of that book.
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