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Chapter eight:
Karen's eyes flickered open at the sound of the door knocking. She heard voices.
"Flowers for Miss Beverhausen." Said a voice she didn't recognise
Her eyes began to flicker shut again when she realised what she just heard.
"Balls!" cursed Karen "How did he know where I was?" she asked herself
She got out of bed, put on one of her dressing gowns with the features on the edge and went to find Jack.
When she found him he was just shutting the door with a huge bouquet of flowers in his hand.
"These are for you!" jack said offering the flowers to her
"How did he I know I here?" asked Karen taking the flowers from Jack. Fear kicking in, Lionel was getting a bit staler-ish.
"Why did he have your alias name?! Asked Jack confused
"Oh, I dunno. 'Karen Walker'/'Anastasia Beverhausen' – long as I'm drunk what's the difference?!" Karen mumbled to herself looking at the flowers.
"Do you think he phoned up to check if I was here?" asked Karen after a minute of 'pretend thinking'.
"Probably, but you are checked in as 'Karen Walker', how did he know?"
"I'm checked in as 'Karen Walker'?! When did you do that?" Karen asked
"After we arrived" replied Jack
"Ok." ::PAUSE:: "this is creeping me out, firstly he doesn't know where I am staying, and secondly he doesn't know my real name…I think, so why the flowers?"
"You should be careful Kare, I had a stalker once. I tried and tired and tried to get rid of him but I just wouldn't leave, so Britney had to call the cops to get me out of there." Jack said with a very seriously look on his face
Karen wasn't paying any attention after Jack used the work 'stalker', she went into a thinking trance, about Lionel, stalking, mugging-
She was cut off by the last thought by fear spreading through every vein in her entire body; she needed a drink-quick!!
"You know what Jack, I'm gonna go get dressed and have a drink." Karen said as she turned and went into her room.
Dear Diary,
Buggering bullock! I cant take it any more!! All this with Lionel is freaking me out and it keeps reminding me of Bernie. It doesn't help that Jack came over here to see the bastard, and I saw him yesterday. When I saw those eyes my insides froze, my heart stopped beating. I was so shocked I passed out then fear kicked in, I cant believe I let jack see that, he never sees any emotional part of me-geeze what am I going to do?
Everything that happens with Lionel I seem to link with Bernie. I haven't felt like this since…I was 13.
It was all my fault you know, I shouldn't have been so nice to him, I should have worn clothes that didn't turn him on, I shouldn't have flickered my eyes when something got into them. I gave him the wrong signals, that were wrong of me, but what was even worse was that I said "no" when he came into my room that night. 'You can't give someone signals and then refuse to go all the way' he used to say to me. He also told me to shut my mouth, which I did, well until…
The point is I kept it shut which is why I can't tell Jack. Not because of Bernie, well sort of, but because, if I tell Jack he wont love me anymore. He'll think less of me; he'll think I was just a dirty little girl, that's what Bernie thought.
I can't tell Jack, it's best to let him think that it is Lionel that's bothering me, not Bernie. Lionel's so sweet, but I don't like him like that. He's a gentleman, but so was Bernie.
I can't tell Jack…I just can't!!!
T.B.C…