Obsessively Yours (Joe & Ella 1)

“Where are we going?”

He didn’t reply at first and I thought he was going to ignore me.

“Somewhere quiet so we can talk. Somewhere I like to go and think... be by myself.”

Couldn’t he get that at home? Maybe not. He really was an enigma to me, I would never figure him out he was always so guarded.

I folded my arms over my chest in annoyance and carried on looking out of the side window, scowling at his inability to see how I was the wronged party here. After mulling over every minute of the day a thought occurred to me.

“How do you always seem to know exactly where I am?”

He relaxed his jaw and I could see him swallow. He was getting nervous now. Did he have someone following me? Did he follow me?

“Well?” I prompted.

“I downloaded an app onto your phone. It lets me track your whereabouts.”

He said it with a hint of guilt in his voice and I shook my head in amazement.

“How the hell did you do that and I didn’t notice?”

“I thought you would. It’s been on there for a few weeks now.”

I would make the worse spy ever. I couldn’t even pick up on a new app put in my phone. I must have thought it was one of those standard apps that come with the phone when you buy it and can’t delete from the screen but never have any use for like the stocks app. Why would we all want to check the stocks and shares every day? Seriously? An app for Harvey Nicks would be much more useful.

“So if you can track me does that mean I can track you?”

“Yes, if you bother to open it up and look.”

I glared at him and kept my arms folded. He wasn’t off the hook yet, not by a long shot.

“Well if I knew it was there I would look. Not that I have the need to stalk anyone.”

“No you just send shitty texts and run away.” He sniped. I was fuming, how bloody dare he!

“Stop the bloody car!” I shouted.

“No.”

“I mean it Joe, let me out I’ve had enough I’m not taking your shit anymore. I’ve done nothing wrong today and all I’m getting is attitude from you. Stop the car and let me go.”

“You’re not going anywhere woman.” He snapped. Then he sighed, “Look I’m sorry, I’m pissed at what’s happened and I’m not dealing with it very well. Please just let me

get to the common, park up and we can talk. Okay?”

“Fine.”

He pulled into a country lane so narrow that we’d have to reverse back up if a car came the other way. Luckily no car ever did come towards us and when we reached what he called the common I was gob smacked. It was beautiful an oasis just outside the city with towering trees offering shade from the sun, bushes and bluebells carpeting the ground.

He parked up so we could look out over the unruly beauty of this place and turned off the engine. We sat in silence for a few minutes as we each took deep breaths and gathered out thoughts.

“I don’t find any of this easy Ella.”

I had no idea what he was on about.

“What do you mean?”

“This. Relationships. I wasn’t lying when I first met you. I’ve always kept things casual…with women. I don’t know what I’m supposed to do here Ella. I keep fucking things up and I’m not sure I’ll ever get things right.”