Fan Fiction
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The constant nagging of a certain uninvited guest nearly drove Jenny crazy she closed her lap top determined to end her suffering. She rose from her ‘creativity’ chair and walked over to where the source of her ire sat quietly waiting like a medium looking for some supernatural presence.
“Adele” Jenny stood in front of her former assistant “I think it’s time you went home.”
“I thought maybe we could go over” Adele started but was cut off.
“There is nothing left to go over, shooting is nearly complete and I am working on a new project” Jenny lied to get the stalker to leave.
“I’ll just run out to get you a pint of your favorite B&J” Adele was again cut off.
“I want you to leave” Jenny could no longer beat around the bush. “This thing” she gestured between the two of them “is unhealthy.”
“What is unhealthy?” Adele rose from the love seat and started pacing.
“You” Jenny pointed at her “hanging out here waiting on me hand and foot. I need to get my independence back and not to mention my autonomy.” For a minute Adele looked hurt.
“I don’t mean to be a burden to you” Adele apologized with her back turned to Jenny.
“It’s not a burden” Jenny rolled her eyes “it’s annoying.”
“You know what” Adele turned to face Jenny “I just remembered I do have something urgent to take care of.” She picked up her handbag from the floor.
“Yes” Jenny moved out of the way to let her pass “go, take care of what you need to” she didn’t know what else to say “do.” Jenny went to the door and opened it for her former shadow as she stepped out onto the porch then turned around.
“Call me if” Adele’s closing statement was finalized with a closing door.
“Ahh” Jenny exhaled as she walked back into the kitchen having disposed her home of the little termite. The screenplay writer went back to her seat, a new drama inspired story itching her fingers. Just as she was about to pour her heart and soul into her laptop a knock at the door froze her creativity flow and, consequently, motion. She had to hand it to Adele the stalker was relentless. “Let me guess, you forgot something” Jenny’s string of words was cut short after she opened the door and didn’t find Adele standing on her porch. “Oh” surprised by the appearance of a tall beautiful brunette smiling down at her “may I help you?” She was feeling a little flustered by the female’s entrancing presence.
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(39 votes, average: 3.26 out of 5)
Damn too many crazy and dangerous peoples around here lol!