My Crazy Obsessed Stalker by SDayPink (phonics story books txt) 📖

could not bring herself to tell him that she didn’t want him around. The flowers, and the car ride were enough, and she didn’t want him doing things like this everyday.
“Jamanj, I’m flattered but-” She bit her lip. “We can’t be together.”
“Why not?” He demanded, balling his fists as the bell rang.
“I have to go to class.” Liliana quickly slammed her locker and replaced the locker.
“No we need to talk now.” Jamanj Reklats barked as he grabbed her wrist.
“Okay.” She tried pulling her arm back, but his grip was to strong. “I need to go to class. Let me go before you get in trouble.”
“You might not realize this Liliana, but we belong together.” He slowly loosened his hold on her wrist, but not completely. “I feel connected to you. Don’t you feel the same as I do?”
Liliana shook her head. He was really starting to scare her. His eyes bore into hers as if he was really trying to read her soul. His hand held her tiny wrist and she was backed into a corner while he leaned over and talked to her.
“I don’t feel the same.” She whispered inaudible.
He continued to rant. “You are the most beautiful person I have every laid eyes on. We need to be together. Your eyes, your hair; they are so pretty Liliana. Do you realize that? Don’t you feel that we should belong together?”
“I don’t know what to say.” Liliana looked down again.
“Fine, I’ll decide for you. Go to the school dance with me tomorrow.”
“I don’t know if I’m going.” She was trying to figure out a way to tell him that she did not feel the same. Would her understand?
Jamanj’s eyes lit up, as if they were on fire. Her grabbed both of her wrists and slammed her against her locker. “I’m getting very impatient Liliana. Go with me to the dance. We‘ll have fun and we can be together. Say you‘ll go with me to the dance.” He slowly ran his fingers through her hair.
“I’m sorry I gave you mixed messages.” His grip tightened as she spoke.
“That’s not the right answer.”
Jamanj pushed her hard against the locker and kissed her on the lips. Liliana stood helpless as he forced his lips against hers. He held her face in his hands as she tried to turn away. His lips felt cold and foreign against hers, like a virus, as she knew this was wrong. Liliana knew that she did not want him to kiss her, but there was nothing she could do about him.
Slowly, he pulled away. His eyes lingered on her and then he stopped and walked away as Liliana leaned against her locker scared, confused and dazed.
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Publication Date: 02-14-2011

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