The Torment of Two by K Webster

Author:K Webster [Webster, K]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: K Webster
Published: 2024-05-20T00:00:00+00:00

Gemma

Everything was fine until this morning.

I’d skated past Mom and Dad’s questioning about why I was back so soon. Me and Two didn’t get into any serious trouble. We also spent all night talking again over the phone.

Despite being exhausted for school today and dragging out of bed, everything was fine.

As I was drying my hair, I got a text.

Unknown: Public nudity is beneath you, sweetheart. Luckily you were caught before things escalated.

I can’t keep ignoring this guy, which is why I’m making a pit stop by the police station before school. Sloane will know what to do.

Tara, the receptionist, waves as I enter. I give her a bright smile despite the anxiety simmering in my gut. Sloane is sitting at one of the desks in the middle of the station, arguing with another guy one desk over.

“Hey, Sloane,” I greet as I approach. “Is this a bad time?”

She shakes her head but glares daggers at the other guy. “No, just the usual from my partner.”

“Ethan Montgomery,” the guy says, grinning my way. “She’s just so easy to rile up.”

“Come on,” Sloane says, rising from her chair. “I need coffee. I’ve finally figured out how to use the new machine.”

I follow her into the break room where she sets to making two coffees. She makes mine like she makes hers, which is presumptuous, but after a sip, I decide I definitely like the way she makes it. She gestures for us to sit at one of the tables.

“What’s up? Dempsey okay?”

“Yeah, of course. You see him more than I do nowadays.”

Her smile is dopey and nothing like the bitchy cop expression she had on when I first arrived. “I guess I do.”

We both take a moment to sip our coffees and then she speaks again.

“What can I help you with? I can see the worry in your eyes.”

I set my paper cup down and inspect my nails. Last night, while on FaceTime with Two, I did a cool effect on my nails using some of the extra Hemingford Hall wallpaper clippings I’d stuffed into my purse. The Victorian look is pretty cool. Two thought it was awesome.

“I think I have a stalker.”

She sits up. “You think or you know?”

“I know.” I meet her gaze. “It started off with strange messages online, but it’s progressed to letters left on my vehicle. The person has been following me and knows about…things.”

“Things?”

“Personal stuff,” I say quickly, not eager to tell her about Two since I can barely explain it myself. “This morning there was a text from them.”

I dig around in my purse and hand over the notes I’d collected. She rises from her chair and fetches a Ziplock bag for me to put them into. Once it’s sealed, she sits again.

“What does the text say?”

“Personal stuff.”

Sloane’s blond eyebrow arches up in a questioning way that makes me squirm. “Gem, sweetie, you’re not telling me something. I can’t help you if you leave parts of the story out.”

I puff out a heavy breath. “It’s embarrassing.

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