38. Best of fan

Ann's POV

Stupid young love, I had fallen in love with him since I was in high school. One day Brice helped me when a group of mean girls bullied me. He told them to stop and never bother me again. After that day, I'd watch him as the hot senior, gazed from afar, hoping one day he would notice me. Again.

School was never my thing, I had never been social, not with anyone. I was a loner who spends my time lurking, following the gorgeous man and watching how he mingles with his friends. Brice always looks so handsome. But I was more than happy just to be in his vicinity, carefully standing in the corner, always away from his line of sight.

But my hope, my dream to be someone significant for Brice was crushed months later when my sister Summer met him and told me that she liked him.

I was jealous of her while Brice didn't even notice me. Maybe because I always hide in the shadows, but honestly I was too afraid...afraid that he'd reject me. I doubt that he would recognize me. I cursed myself for not making the first move and let my sister declare her interest in him as if I haven't been gawking at him for months.

Adding salt to my wound, one week later they were together and were all over each other in every make-out corner known to students. Brice was always spending time with Summer. They looked like twins attached at the hips and that was when my heart breaks for the first time. I know she's prettier than me, everyone thinks so, even my parents. Summer had always been their favorite, even her name was beautiful while our parents gave me boring Ann as my name.

I was not happy when my family moved away because of my dad's job. Though I thought the distance had made my feelings for Brice disappear, it didn't. And with my luck, I had to witness when he and my sister were reunited and dating again in college. Summer always says that she will marry him, and it hurts that even my parents supported her. By then I was sure that I would be nothing to Brice.

The sickening couple spend a lot of time in the city after they finished their college education, while I was stuck back home with my parents. My heart couldn't handle going to the same college as them while their dating, so I decided to go to a different college.

"I love him so much Ann, and when he proposed I thought nothing else mattered. Have you ever felt it? Oh, Ann...I'm so happy right now. I hope one day, you'll find your own Brice."

I could still remember her words. The night after Brice proposed to her and it breaks my heart for the second time. Little did she know she was stealing my Brice. I felt betrayed by my sister. I love him first, and my heart couldn't stop loving him.

Months later without anyone's knowing, I've tracked Brice's career. I was surprised that he was an author, obviously, a good one since his books were published under a well-known publishing company. That same month I joined his fan club and connect with his fans. Though not many but I can finally have people who share my adoration for the man.

I was chatting intensely with a woman who was swooned by Brice's image, and I was sharing her details about Summer letting her leash out her anger towards Summer, his fiancée. One month later, I was smiling on the inside when Summer confide in me about her threats.

"Ann, I'm scared. I kept on getting these death threats, telling me I should break it off with Brice, I'm afraid if I tell him he would do just that..."

My pretty sister stupidly falls into my plans, she was terrified. Their relationship was in trouble, they start to fight...a lot, and I couldn't be happier.

But then months later, after much drama, Summer finds out that she's pregnant. Somehow the news made my brain flip.

"I need to tell him, Ann. Oh god, mom and dad are going to kill me."

Yeah, we were raised religiously, no babies before marriage stuff.

That late November evening she was back home. Summer looked pale, she looked like she'd lost some weight. I cursed thinking that she was beautiful with all the stress. She was sipping her decaf, nervously tapping her annoying pink-colored nails as she explain the news of her unexpected pregnancy.

"You need to calm down, give yourself time to adjust the news for a couple of days, at least before telling him..."

I was remembering my words, they were still clear in my head. I certainly didn't want to imagine seeing their little happy family on every goddamn future family holiday and gathering, watching her beautiful smile, seeing their perfect beautiful kids running around, and being cherished by my parents.

That same evening I planned her accident after she left my parents. I need to get rid of the baby, quick. Then my head started thinking and hoping, maybe...just maybe with their loss they can finally end their relationship.

I was giddy when the day arrived, I've always been the smart one in the family though no one noticed.

The meth head, the stupid bitch who loved Brice so bad, she was willing to go with my plan. It helps that the woman was a crazy fan, like seriously deranged, I know she was using, knowing that the stuff was making her mentally unstable.

Meeting her made me feel like I hit the jackpot. I finally found my scapegoat. She's the perfect person to carry out my plan. The perfect crazy, psychotic fan. I just need her to spook Summer, stressed her out to the point that she'd lose the baby. Surely after that, they will end their relationship, I was ready with more material for the paparazzi if needed.

But the plan failed as she turns out to be crazier than I thought when she killed Summer. It took months for the murder investigation to came to a conclusion, and I was busy covering my tracks when the detectives who handled Summer's case found out that the methhead was not working alone.

Brice had killed his crazy fan, unintentionally, in self-defense. But by then, the issue was buried so deep by his publisher. They had their PR team doing whatever was necessary to cover up his involvement.

And the worst part was my parents, they were devastated as if the loss of their precious Summer broke their heart. As if she's their only daughter.

I stayed back in the city, while they move to another city with the excuse that my dad was being transferred. But I knew he requested transfer, and I knew they didn't give a shit about me, didn't even ask if I'd like to move with them. They just assumed that I'd follow them, which I didn't and they were okay with that.

Fuck them.

I know Brice was depressed after losing Summer while I kept a close eye on him. Very close. Without him knowing.

For years.