Page 81 of Love Undecided
“It’s a fucking shrine. That door is covered with pictures of him and of the two of you.”
“So what?”
“So, you still love him. You still want a future with him. And, sweetie, I gotta tell you, there is no one who deserves to be loved like you do. You have been through hell and come out of it fighting. Don’t you want someone fighting next to you?”
“I have you guys for that.”
“Someone fighting next to you that you can have sex with?”
“I can have sex with you guys.”
“Quit being obstinate.”
“Fine! Fine! I’ll think about it. Whatever. Change the subject”
“So, what’s new?” she asks.
“Well, I’ve got a creepy stalker who planted a camera on my balcony.”
“Holy shit, no way,” she says, looking around. “Why? Who put it there? Are they watching us.”
“Uh, my creepy stalker and possibly.”
“And you wait until now to bring this up?” she asks. “We’ve been sitting out her all morning.”
“I know, I’m sorry. I forgot.”
“How the hell do you forget about a hidden camera?”
I shrug my shoulders. “Chemo brain.”
“You’re not in chemo right now. Jeez, Kat. Where is it?” she asks, looking around some more.
"Quit looking around! We can't let the creepy stalker know that we know the camera is there or we won't catch them."
"Well, sorry! But I think that is all kinds of weird and Ido notwant to sit out here knowing that someone might be watching us." She stands and walks inside.
I follow her inside. “I’m sorry, Rem. To tell you the truth, I'm kind of used to it now."
"How can you possibly be used to a hidden camera on your balcony?" she asks.
"I don't know," I tell her. “In some ways it makes me feel like I'm not alone. I like to talk to it."
“What do you mean you talk to it? About what? Should I be worried?“
“I don’t know. Nothing. Everything. It's not like he can hear me. The camera doesn’t have audio. And, there's supposed to be a little red light that flicks on whenever he activates the camera to watch me. But I haven't seen it yet. Not that I've looked too hard. For all I know, I've never even been watched."
"That's just weird. And a little sad. How did you find it?"
"I didn't, Brad found it."
"When was Brad here?"
"The other night—“
“My God, you tell me nothing!”
“It was just because they thought I had an intruder—”
