Are you following me Mr Hiddleston? (A Tom Hiddleston Fanfiction)

Margot and Jeff| The stalker - alternative reveal scene

A/N: It has all come down to this the last of the alternative/cut scenes that I am sharing with you all. I hope you have enjoyed these past 2 years as much as I have and thank you again for reading x

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Summary: Margot feels uneasy as she heads back to her car late at night and rightfully so because she comes face to face with her stalker. At first she can't run away or scream for help despite how afraid she is. The stalker belittles her and calls her a whore before he gets up close and personal.

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As Margot was making her way to her car she felt very uneasy and with each step she took the feeling got worse. A feeling that was reoccurring more often than anyone would want to feel, as she knew it usually meant there was something awful just around the corner, which she dreaded with every fiber of her being. Well as it turns out her instincts were correct.

Her stalker was leaning against the side of her car with his head hung low. His dark clothing was only just visible by the low light of the car park's lamps, which kept some of the surrounding darkness of the night at bay, and as always his large hood covered his face from any onlookers. His mere presents caused Margot's heart to pound violently in her chest, instantly she froze to the spot only a few strides away, unable to turn around and run, at least not this time.

"Margot, I can't help myself anymore...I can't seem to keep away, you keep drawing me in like a mouth to a flame." The stalker spoke for the first time within her presence. The only other time she heard his voice was when he called her some time ago, and just like then it sounded back then it was familiar to her, actually his voice is eerily familiar to her. Not that her brain could search where she'd heard it before as it was too busy trying to battle its own fight, fighting between shutting itself down and trying to warn her, wanting her to scream for help.

The stalker sighed heavily and pulled his joggers down ever so slightly to give himself some relief between his thighs. The action made Margot's throat run dry and her eyes widened "is he turned on?" The thought crossed her foggy brain for a second longer than she feared to have such a thought like it.

"You're incredibly beautiful and very talented, but tell me something. Why would a woman like you stoop to a level so low that you're mingling with the rich and famous to get a leg up?" He says as he brings his head up and only his lips are visible. "Surely it would feel far more gratifying to get there on your own merit?"

Suddenly he began to walk towards her however she was still unable to move despite how terrified she felt. Luckily he stopped when he was an arms length away, although it didn't help to improve the situation any. Nor did the feeling of him staring at her make things any better, because it got worse as he seemed to be looking up and down with heavy uneven breaths. She did manage to scan her eyes at her surroundings without having to really move much. As expected the car park was empty besides them, so even if she screamed right now no one would ever hear, no one would come running to rescue her from the inevitable.

"Tell me what's he like? Charlie Cox...is he worth it? Is he worth the risk of getting the reputation of being a whore even before your career?" He chastised with ease and seemingly enjoyed the fact he could invoke the fear within her. Plus it was a way for him to try and cover up the fact he was hurting inside, hurting from the thoughts of Charlie getting to touch her. "Do you enjoy being his whore?" He asked and closed the distance between them.

Margot's lips parted as if to scream, to at least try against all odds, however no sound would come out. Now with her lips parted he gently ran his thumb along her bottom lip, causing it to quiver beneath his touch, and her eyes closed tightly out of fear. The air around them suddenly felt like it dropped drastically, but she reckoned only the air around them had dropped, and anyone else it was as it always was before on a night like this.