Stalker, Much

❝ 𝑰'𝒎 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒋𝒖𝒅𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒚𝒐𝒖... 𝒊 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒚❞ - 𝑩𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒚

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I move around the kitchen in my fancy night robe, a tired look on my face as I set the coffee going. There are so many places I need to be today. The mall included. I've run out of groceries because I barely spent time at home, so couldn't stock up. It's either I'm at Bailey's, or, on a plane to an awesome new country, on my job as a designer.

Beep! Beep!... I set my mug under the machine, collecting little coffee, before I withdrew it, and gulped the whole content down. Strange! I didn't even bother to add milk or sugar to it.

As I walk to my bedroom, I made a mental note to call Bailey that I was coming over later today. But as I step into the bathroom, and my eyes set on the mirror in front of me, I realized I didn't look like a person that wanted to stay home alone till later on, so I grabbed my phone from the rack, and dialed Bail's number.

"Hey love" she cooed.

"Good morning...I wanna come over. Probably after I take my bath" I say.

"Sure thing. I'd need some help with Kai"

"She's not going to school today?" I ask with interest, my arms resting on the sink top. I'm naked and look awkward making this phone call while staring at myself in the mirror.

"No. She's got a one-week break!" Bailey sighed. "There's good news too, but you'd have to get here before I tell you"

"Or I could just call Kai, and she'd tell me" I Sass with a roll of my eyes.

"Stop being bitchy, and shower. Oh- and there's lots of ice cream with berries in the freezer" she informed me before hanging up. I suddenly felt happy as I skipped into the shower stall, allowing hot water to sprinkle all over my skin in the hardest way possible. It just released a whole lot of stress.

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Bailey opens the door for me and I hug her, before handing her the one bag of flour I brought as a peace offering.

"Aww...thanks, you didn't have to do this"

"Stop it with the compliments, or I'll take it back" I threaten. Bailey laughs, shoving my arm. The next thing I know, Kai is running down the stairs of her father's big Mansion, to come to hug me.

"You're here, you're here, you're finally here!' she kept jumping up and down.

"You gave her lots of sugar right?" I ask Bailey while rubbing Kai's hand gently. The little five years old is the warmest kid I've known. She's graceful and funny. Very curious too, but once she's had lots of sugar than she can bear, she becomes a jumpy kangaroo.

"It was her dad. Got her some really sweet stuff last night" Bailey rolled her eyes, and just in time, Colton walks into the sitting room. He smiles when he sees me.

"Good morning Becca" He greets and I wave feebly.

"Morning, Colton"

"How'd you sleep?" He picks up his mug of coffee that Bailey had made.

"Good."

"Good? After you had a terrible date?" Bailey chuckled and Colton looks amused.

"Well, that's interesting. I'll leave you two to chatter about it. Because I know Bailey wants to" he geeks before walking away. I frown at Bailey for telling him that, but she's giggling behind her husband's back, so I throw the table napkin at the side of her head.

"That was a horrible night I don't want to remember" I sigh, sitting on a stool. Bailey sits next to me.

"Tell me about it"

"I already did. The guy was talking so much. Telling me about his grandma, how color orange saved his life...." I groan. "....who does that!"

"Ernest" She laughs.

"How'd you know his name?" I ask.

"I called Reid after you told me you were on a date. He told me his name" she smiles warmly before sipping her coffee. "Coffee?" She offered.

I shake my head. "No thanks. I had enough this morning"

"Wow. That must've been one crazy date you had" She snickered before looking all serious. "Anyway, I got good news"

"Yeah, you mentioned that on the phone"

Her straight black hair is flung to her back, ad she leaned toward me.

"Colton got a promotion at his workplace" she grinned and my eyes pop.

"Wow, that's nice. But I don't see how it includes me"

"He recently bought four tickets for a vacation to Aspen to celebrate" She smirked, before sipping on her coffee again. Great! Four tickets for himself, Bailey, Kai, and his unborn child. How amazing.

"And?" I urge.

"I'm simply asking you to come with us," Bailey tells me. "He got the fourth ticket for you"

I sniff letting out a smile. "Aww... that's so nice of him...but it's supposed to be a family vacation," I say.

"Don't be silly. You're Family" Bailey nudged my shoulder before getting up to deposit her cup into the sink.

"This is good news. I'm on leave so it all makes sense" I giggled, clapping my hand. Plus, a vacation could be the perfect way to get out of my little failure of having a boyfriend. I might just figure out that all I need, is myself.

Bailey is staring at me when I gaze up at her, and I found it creepy so I ask. "What?"

"Nothing" she then smiles. "Just that, you might meet someone..."

"Oh please stop!" I sigh because I know exactly where she was headed with that sentence.

"Come on, Becca. You've got to move on from Jacob and stop comparing every guy you meet, to him" she sighs, her hands on her waist.

"I've moved on ok? This has nothing to do with Jacob!"

"Oh yeah? Then tell me why you were checking him out on Instagram yesterday" she pins me down and my gaze remains steady before I started blinking rapidly.

"How did you know I did that?"

"Remember when you connected your phone to my wifi, but it was so slow, and you needed to do something urgently, you used my Email. And last night, I saw a login to Instagram with my email." Of course, she poked around.

I let out a sigh, facepalming myself. How does she not forget things, and why must she always know everything about my life. I move one of my fingers away from my face so I could peak to see if she's gone. But she's still standing in front of me, awaiting an explanation.

"Hey! I just got carried away ok!" I say. "Stop judging me"

"I'm not judging you" Bailey replied. Her eyes stern. "I just want you to be happy"

"I am happy"

"Stalking your ex?" She takes out an envelope from one of the kitchen cupboards, and slide it to me. "That's your ticket for the travel. We're leaving this Sunday"

"Thanks"

"Don't mention"

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I report to Niki's desk the next day. I'm on leave, but I was supposed to run an errand today so I had to show up. Also, I didn't just want to spend the rest of the day, dwelling on my miserable excuse of a life.

"You're a minute late" Nikki points out. She steps away from her desk, only to work out of her office that smells like fresh wood, and flowers. I follow her behind.

"Sorry, traffic" I lie. The road was as free as most days today, but untangling my hair was a problem for me in the bathroom. All of me is a total failure.

"Hmmm," she grunts, her eyes scrutinizing me, before pushing the door to the dressing room opened. "Two shows are holding next weekend, and these attires would be needed" Nikki dropped the key to the dressing room on the coffee table.

"I'm to deliver them? What about Bob the driver as a delivery guy?" I question.

"You were late. You don't have any right to complain"

"It was just a minute"

"And I don't believe it was traffic" she narrows her eyes at me.

"Fine, I'll deliver them"

"Good, because you're not only delivering them, you're making sure our models have everything they need. Makeup, accessories, water and so on"

She swoops around. "Make sure they're comfortable"

"Yes ma'am," I say.

She claps her hands and two men walk in, rounding up the boxes of expensive clothes and taking them downstairs. "You'll use your car, yes?"

"Uh...yeah," I say and walk out of the room.

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There are eight models from the company I work at, which is BEAUTYFAQ. The other models are from other companies.

"Alright, ladies. Nikki's not here, so I'm in charge" I tell them. Reid walks in with a long note and a pen in his hand, taking notes of everything going on. The timing the models walked in and so on. He stops beside me.

"How was your date the other night," he asked and I sigh.

"Don't even want to talk about it" I said before walking off and getting to them. He chuckles behind me.

The girls weren't hard to work it, except for the one time that a blonde model spilled her cappuccino on her dress. I don't know why I always run into issues like this. Also, she's not a baby for heaven's sake. I had to make her the last one to walk because we had to clean her up and think of a way to rebrand the dress.

"A lot of important people are out there," Reid said when he entered backstage again.

"Great."

"Claudia Rivalry is out there"

"Who the fuck is that,," I say, watching the makeup artist dab a colorful blush on a model's cheek.

"She's a great fashion designer, really stylish and she's known as the Fashion diva in the fashion world," he said and I snort. Yeah right, like I haven't been in the fashion world for a decade and I haven't heard her name.

"She's attended all the Paris fashion weeks. Last time, she took a picture with Cardi-B the rap singer."

I let out a sigh. "Ok, ok, let me see her." I peep through the curtains, my eyes following Reid's fingers until they stopped at a familiar brunette. She's looking all pin-up and perfect. Her rich black hair, straight and long. Even her body looks like those of the Kardashians. That's her!

That's the girl I saw on Jacobs's Instagram page the day before.