Virtuoso Stalker (BoyxBoy)

Lies and Secrets

Cody's POV

"What'd you find?" I casually asked without any expression on my face.

"Dude... I'll show you but don't freak out!" He let my arm go free, swinging vapidly back into place.

He beckoned me forward with his head, I followed him into the art room.

His eyes flickered down as he opened one of the doors that led to a place i'd never seen before.

I frowned at the sign on the door.

STORAGE ROOM

"And why exactly is this so surprising?" I scoffed as I turned back to look at him.

Only, there was no one to look at.

'Where'd he go?'

He'd just vanished completely.

I opened the door and entered.

Nothing could prepare me for what I was about to discover.

"Ahh!" I shrieked as the images loomed down at me.

'It's all... me?'

"W-h-a... f-u-..." My brain had just melted.

Lets just say... there was a lot.

Sketches of me resting my elbow on the desk and staring out the window, I remembered doing that just the other day. Me in my uniform walking down the steps. Me eating my lunch. Me playing basketball. Me, me, me...

I took a big step back as my mouth gaped open.

Paintings of me to my left hung on the wall. Watercolour, Pastel, acrylic...

'Why me?'

On one of the art tables a bust of my head... it was freaky how much it resembled me.

I felt something crumple under my foot.

My eyes wondered down as I gulped down all my saliva... i was barely breathing.

I bent down to pick up what I had just stepped on.

I furiously flicked through the images of me. "No...no, no, no..." I mumbled as I became engrossed in what I was viewing.

I came across one of me, just this morning... I was shirtless and had just came out of the shower.

'But... this was just a few hours ago!'

Then I found it... the most embarrassing one of me...

I was... naked.

"Augh!" I dropped the paper and covered my mouth.

'Di-disgusting!'

I fell to my knees and sobbed a bit.

The utter embarrassment... I couldn't handle it.

I was afraid.

'Who did this? and why? are they gonna kill me? hurt me?'

Questions buzzed in my head.

My stomach churned.

I didn't want to be in the room anymore, it was messing me up.

In an out of body experience I kicked open the door and ran out, hiding my red teary face with my arm, I couldn't see where I was going.

All I could do was run.

"Ouch!" A small yelp came out of the person I'd just hit.

After all, I was blinded

I sniffed and didn't even bother to apologise.