LOGINNo matter how far I ran, no matter where I hide, he's always one step ahead leaving me enthralled by his schemes. I never thought in my life that my ordinary life could be flipped upside down. That was until I received a message. A message from an annoying, flirtatious, ingenious guy who's obsessed with me. He's my deranged stalker, And he won't leave me alone until he got me in his grasps.
View MoreSitting at the back seat of the car I was lapping vigorously at the cold pink delicacy in my hand while Jack was driving me home. Every time I would bite in it a cold seeping pain cold be felt in my gums and a cold-stimulus headache would awaken making me hiss in pain as I pressed with the palm of my hand against my forehead trying to sooth the pain, but it was all worth it.By the time that I gobbled up the last piece of my cone the bustling streets and the tall skyscrapers which I had seen a thousand times finally came in view.
Blinking profusely with my head cocked on the side while wearing a confused smile I hoped so intensely that the lack of sleep made me hear things.“Yeah…” He continued. “It’s kind of annoying if they start making a scene by trying to jump out of the car so I made sure to modify my cars.”Great so I heard him perfectly. “But that Porsche car of yours didn’t have that.” I pointed out.
I really started to feel some type of appreciation for Jack seeing how he was able to keep his word of bringing me home and to not abducting me. He even made me breakfast what I am the most grateful about, because I really didn’t have anything to eat.But then he says stuff like that. Stuff that keeps bringing me back to reality. The reality that he is someone dangerous and that someone dangerous is fixated on me.“No.” I said out flatly still chewing
Stalker’s POVIn my arms I carried a giggling April as I was walking out of the building. She still thought that what had happened was funny. Normally I would love to be basked in her giggles and laughter that sounded like a beautiful symphony tugging on my heart strings; but I couldn’t help but be a little bit sullen that she was enjoying it a little bittoomuch.





