Chapter 1
So many secrets hide behind a closed door..what secrets are Reba hiding behind her's?
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Reba was humming a soft tune to herself while cleaning the dishes when the door swung open to reveal the two blonde bimbos themselves.
She didn't even say anything as they barged right in and flopped down on her bar stools.
"For the last time Barbra Jean, I will NOT go to your beanie babies convention!"
Reba couldn't help but let out a chuckle. They argued over the dumbest things.
"Why not! There's this one little rare giraffe that has your name written all over it!"
Brock sighed and threw his head back in frustration. "Absolutely not!" He turned to Reba in desperation. "Reba, please. Help me out here will you?"
Barbra Jean shoved him out of the way and stepped in front of her 'best friend.' "Reba, will you please explain to Brock that all the other girls bring their man to the convention! It's perfectly masculine; they have bear beanie babies."
Reba rolled her eyes and squeezed between the two, making a break for the living room. They didn't think twice before following her and continue to bombard her with questions.
After a couple more unbearable pleas Reba broke, "look you two, I am sick of you coming over here like I'm your marriage counselor or something! Please, let me enjoy my Saturday in peace in quiet." She picked up a home magazine, knowing they most likely would stick around as they always did. Much to her dismay, they did just that.
"Hey Red?"
"Yes?" She asked through gritted teeth.
Barbra Jean waited for quite some time before continuing. "...wanna go to the convention with me?"
That was the last straw. Reba stood up, chucking the magazine at the ground and stomping to the door. She swung it open and paused only when she heard BJ ask where she was going to.
"Anywhere but here!" With that, she slammed the door shut.
Brock and Barbra Jean glanced at each other with wide eyes. She had never blown up like that.
"..It was just a question."
Brock started to roll his eyes, but stopped short. "Where's Henry?"
They both exchanged a look. "Shoot!" They shouted in unison.
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Reba had been driving around aimlessly for almost twenty minutes when she drove past the park. The midday sun was peeking through the tree tops creating an enticing lambency over the playground. It was luring her in with it's beautiful scenery.
Reba stared at it longingly. It looks so relaxing.
With that thought in mind, Reba pulled into the small parking lot, keeping her eyes glued to the vacant bench by the swing set. Luckily, she had her book with her.
She sat down and crossed her ankles as she flipped to the right page.
The sun sank lower and lower as she lost herself in the story. After what seemed like an eternity, she glanced up from her page and realized almost everyone had gone home. There were two or three kids remaining and she decided she needed to go home herself.
She was taking in her surroundings for the last time when something caught her eye. It was a man, about six foot with tawny brown hair and alluring green eyes. He was absolutely gorgeous and he seemed to be staring back at her with intensity. She was quite taken aback, but she continued to act casual. Although he was very admirable, something was off about him. Reba couldn't quite put her finger on it, but something was definitely strange.
She shrugged it off and made her way to her car. It was almost like she could feel his eyes following her every move, but she ignored it as she got into her car.
I'm just paranoid, she thought as the ignition roared to life.
She pulled out and turned on her favorite country station. She was bobbing her head and singing along to one song after the other, driving in cruise control.
"Oh shoot," she broke through her singing. She looked in her rear view mirror at the turn she was supposed to take. She was turning her attention back on the road when the same enticing green eyes caught her attention. He was behind her.
How long has he been there? Is he following me? Reba shook the thought from her head. Your crazy, he probably just lives close by. She told herself reassuringly.
They locked eyes through the mirror and she turned on her turn signal in panic mode. She could have sworn she saw him smirk a little, but he continued straight.
Sighing in relief, she took a couple back roads until she came to the main road again. She regained her confidence and resumed her journey back home.
Just as she approached the stop light, it turned red.
"Craaaaap." She slumped a little in her seat and waited impatiently. The feeling slowly crept back over her body and she looked around uncomfortably.
It was as if someone jolted her with a million electrical cords and she was still in shock, unable to move. There was his car; two cars behind her and a lane over.
Her head jerked forward and her heart was pounding against her chest. She swallowed hard and gripped the steering wheel tightly.
The top light blinked green and she rammed the gas pedal with much force. She took off down the road, trying desperately to get this man out of sight and out of mind.
She looked back and when she didn't see him there, she pulled onto her street. She sped down the road and screeched the car to a halt in front of her house.
Just as she got out of her car, she saw the unforgettable black SUV that seemed to be sketched into her mind slow down as it passed by her street.
Reba froze in her spot and watched attentively as it picked up speed and drove off.
"Oh God, he knows where I live," she said under her breath. She literally ran into her house and locked the door.
Once the door was securely locked, she turned around to stare at her kid's confused faces.
"What's wrong Mom?" Cheyenne cocked an eyebrow.
"Oh..uh, I was just trying to keep Barbra Jean out."
Kyra scoffed. "That's never stopped her before."
Reba rolled her eyes and went into the kitchen to grab a water bottle. She was calm and collected on the outside but freaking out on the inside. Whoever that guy was he followed her and he knows where she lives. He could be a stalker or worse, a murderer.
Reba swallowed the lump forming in her throat. Nonsense, he was probably just taking his normal route home and it just happened to be the same as mine. She told herself that for the rest of the day and into the night until she fell asleep.
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The next day, Reba was feeling nothing but guilt because she had eaten two slices of pizza for lunch. She was supposed to be eating healthy and exercising regularly to help keep herself from getting stressed, as the doctor put it.
She changed into her running clothes and picked up a rhythmical jog. She put in her ear buds and turned it up loud as she jogged down numerous streets. The songs were on a loop, so she felt as if time was flying by and it kept her from thinking about running and loosing her breath.
She was so engulfed in her music, she didn't realize she was coming up to the park. The sunset was playing around the trees, giving a glowing affect to the entire place.
Reba slowed to a stop to catch her breath. She breathed the crisp air in through her nose and let it out heavily through her mouth. Satisfied with her running, she squinted at her watch to check the time. "Gosh I've been running almost an hour. I should get home."
Just as she turned around, a cloth was there to meet her and covered her face. She had no time to react and her eyes became heavy instantly. The scent of the cloth smothered her nose and mouth and she could feel herself slipping away as everything around her became a blur, including the green irises staring back at her blues.
Chapter 1
Chapter 2 coming soon.
