Fascination

Chapter Three

I couldn't cancel my plans with Rebecca, but I did want to go see what the hell is happening in my life now. I was curious. Very fucking curious. I can't seem to recognize the strangers handwriting at all. What if its a prank? Marcus pulls pranks like this all the time. Maybe its him? Marcus is my crush and has been my crush since the beggining of this year. But he's popular and we don't talk much. He's pulled pranks like this before on me. Example: One time he set me anonymous texts and told me to meet him somewhere and being the foolish dumb fifteen year old I was I went. Nothing bad happened to me but I should've been more careful. He was there with our shared friends and a box of pizza with candles on it, celebrating my birthday.

Anyways let's get back to what's currently happening.

A knock was being heard at my door and I rush to it. I open the door to be happily greeted by my best friend.

" Hey assmuncher." I say allowing her to come in.

" Hi dicklicker." She comebacks and walks straight to the now made couch bed, taking a seat and dropping her bag on the floor.

" You bet babe." I wink at her and get a fit of laughter in return.

" I bet when you suck dick your eyes sparkle and then turn black while you become possessed by lust." She chokes out, still laughing. I sit beside her and gently hit her shoulder. I would never hit a woman unless it was playful. I won't be like my father.

" You're a cumstain you know." I sigh and shake my head at her, giving her shame. Right in that moment she bursts into laughter and is struggling for air.

" Oh my god Lou! Cumstain? Holy shit I love you." She giggles.

" Yeah yeah, I'm hilarious." I say obnoxiously and put my hand under my chin sassily.

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We were watching The Fault In Our Stars when I suddenly remembered about the gift left on my doorstep, or the object leading to my cruel death. Either one works for me. You see I'm not really afraid of death. I wish for it, as my scars and open veins show.

" Hey do you wanna go to the downtown cafe?" I ask Becca who is shoving her face full of chips since she had forgotten pizza.

" It's almost midnight." She speaks, keeping her eyes on Gus.

" Yeah your point it? The cafe is open at this time on Saturdays so why not? Plus my mum is at work and won't know. And may I add that I'm eighteen and don't need her permission." Just say yes Rebecca god damn. She seemed to be taking it into thought.

" It would be pretty rebellious of us." Wiggling her eyebrows she spoke.

" Oh yeah pretty rebellious, two people leaving the house and going to a cafe at midnight. Woah someone call the cops." I roll my eyes.

" Shut the fuck up." Annoyed little Becca spits. I grab the beanie and shoes plus a cardigan and Rebecca slips on her moccasins. We load up in my car and start driving off to my death. Yay.

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The cafe isn't really full of customers as expected. There's just an old couple, and what I'm assuming is a student or young looking teacher working on an assignment using her laptop. But I could be wrong.

" Go get a seat or something, I'll order." I smile at my little loser and she nods. I walk up to the cashier.

" What can I get you?" The old woman asks.

" I'd like two medium Vanilla bean thingys." I say, not really caring what I get but more towards who the hell sent me this amazing beanie. Just saying.

" Haha okay darling." She giggles at my lack of smarts and goes off to get them. I go to find my main hoe and take a seat with her.

" Did you get the usual?" She asks and I nod with a slight smile. Soon our drinks are brought over and I decide to go to the restroom.

I go in and take a wee when I then see a sticky note on the mirror.

Dear boo bear,

You look so cuddly and fragile in your beanie. I'm glad you like it babe. Can't wait to see you again (: - All the Love xx

It's in the exact same handwriting...

They were here.

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A/N:

You guys I'm so sorry it's short I promise I'll make a new update asap with more and I'll try to not skip so much soooooooorrrrrryyyyyy ily losers x