A stalker and a fend 2

When Russell rolled off of me, he left me unsatisfied and in pain.

'Is this what it is like to fall out of love with someone?'

'Did I turn my mind against him because of Isabella?'

'I bet that's it, and when she is out of the way. We will get back to normal.'

When I woke up from my little nap, my head was pounding and the place was spinning.

'Shit.'

I tried to sit up in the bed, only to fall back over with a groan.

'What is happening to me?'

I lay there for a while, waiting for the headache to ease a bit, when it did. I got up and stumbled over to my bag, where I took out my epipen, stabbing myself in the thigh.

“’God.’’ I cried, but soon I was staring to feel better.

"Russell?" I called out, but my voice was hoarse.

"Russ!" I tried again, fumbling to put my clothes on.

I walked around his apartment, but he was gone.

All I could do was stumble until I made my way out of his place