Page 24 of Tangled in His Game

I’m not dealing with a normal person. It’s Victor, and he’s capable of anything. So what can I do against him? If I can’t report him to Emberwell or to the cops because I’m more likely to get in trouble for “falsely” reporting him than anything else, then there has to be something else I can do.

I should’ve just posted the video I took all over social media. Then Victor couldn’t make it all go away. Maybe I should’ve threatened him after that. But who knows if the video would have had any effect?

Maybe everyone would be praising Victor for his excellent work ethic and constant desire to improve? That was why I wanted to convince him I had more videos in the first place.

As I look around at the mess in my room, I want to scream. He could’ve simply taken what he wanted without touching anything else. It’s not like I was hiding anything. But I guess he wanted to make sure. Or he sent some thief to do it for him.

No, I think it was him. A thief would’ve picked some other time, and they’d be afraid someone would see them. Victor wasn’t afraid of any witnesses because he could just come up with something, maybe related to me. No one would think he was in front of my door to steal.

He must’ve been watching my house. How else would he know I’d be in the bathroom? I don’t think he wanted to run into me right away because I could’ve grabbed a weapon. Since I was in the bathroom, he knew I wouldn’t find anything too dangerous in there.

Then he was loud enough to scare me into staying in the bathroom or he wanted to lure me out. If I’d walked out, he would’ve been ready. Since I didn’t come out, he had fun ransacking my room.

I hate him so damn much. Why can’t he disappear from my life? But I guess him stealing my things is better than him killing me, and I’m still not sure if he’d really do the latter. Once he realizes I only have one video, he’ll probably laugh. Maybe he’ll find the whole thing funny enough to leave me alone.

Ha ha, Victor leaving me alone. I’ll sooner see flying pigs.

Chapter 12

IT’S BEEN A WEEK, ANDthings have been pretty quiet at Emberwell. Maybe my plan worked out after all. The cops of course still have no clue as to who broke into my house. They think it’s just one in a series of robberies that have been happening around the neighborhood. Since only a cheap phone and laptop were stolen, they don’t really care all that much.

The good thing is that Victor hasn’t spoken to me since. He hasn’t mentioned me, and all the chatter around me is slowly dying down. Maybe I can finally get some peace at this damn college.

But right now, I’ll have to spend half an hour watching Victor. We’re in class, and he’s having a presentation. The moment he steps in front of the class, his gaze immediately finds mine. He watches me for a few seconds and then starts his presentation.

As he speaks, I keep my eyes on the huge projection screen behind him and take notes so I don’t have to look at him. But as he flips to the next slide, my mouth falls open. My eyes go wide, my pulse quickening. My chest tightens, and I’m not even sure if I’m breathing anymore.

I blink, because what I’m seeing can’t possibly be real. It’s supposed to be a photo of a businessman, except I know the guy.

It’s Sebastian in a suit, and the photo was taken on the day of our prom. No matter how much I stare at the photo or blink, it stays the same. It’s the face I hoped I’d never see again. Not like this.

I find Victor’s gaze. A smile curves his lips.

He knows. He knows Sebastian was my boyfriend, and he used his photo on purpose. But I deleted all Sebastian’s photos, or I covered his face if it was a group photo that I wanted to keep. This photo wasn’t taken from my laptop or my phone. It’s from somewhere else.

Nausea rises at the back of my throat as my mind takes me back to my prom night. I grab my things as fast as I can and race for the door. If anyone notices or comments, I can’t hear them because I’m out in the hallway a second later.

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