His Dark Obsession

Chapter 7: Her.

The security camera's have been set up for three days now, and what a waste of fucking money. Yesterday morning I was awoken to a single black rose on my nightstand with a crumpled up piece of paper with more poetry. This one read,

For the moon never beams,

Without bringing me dreams,

Of the beautiful, Annabella Leigh.

Obviously after seeing that I jumped up to look at the security camera footage and what do I find? Fucking nothing. Literally no one approached my front or back door, no one was in the main hallway and no one came up the stairs. I'm truly baffled. He's definitely real, I saw him, he texted me. What if he really is a ghost? Or a demon? Sent from Hell to torment me for my sins. Probably for the time I stole that girl's barbie doll in nursery, then when she tried to get it back I cried and told the teacher she was trying to steal my doll and she got told off for it. I took the doll home that night and was very happy with myself.

I can't fathom how he would've gotten in, my bedroom door is visible in the camera upstairs and no one came in or out of that door apart from me. My bedroom window was closed and locked all night, and was still that way when I woke up, plus it's literally impossible to open it from the outside. Did he do something to the cameras? The cameras haven't been moved though. It's stressing me out, and I can't go to the police with nothing to show. They'll probably try and convince me I'm sleep walking and doing it myself.

He didn't show last night, at least not that I'm aware of. I woke with no rose or poem, and tried to stay up all night to catch him again, but fell asleep about 4am. I got about 4 hours of sleep altogether, and am definitely feeling that today. Luckily, I'm off work until Monday so I don't have to do too much. But when I see Maisie facetiming me, something tells me that's going to change.

I plop down on the couch as I press the answer button, "Hey babe", I chime.

"Okay, so", she starts, and I can already tell I'm going to hate where this is going, "You know how Dylan's having a party tonight?".

"No", I quickly answer, "Maisie, I am not going to that party, hell no".

"Oh, Anna come on, Kieran's going and invited us. He's bringing his friend Elliott instead of Ryan and Elliott is hot", this girl really thinks she's going to convince me with one of Kieran's douchebag friends? Just as I go to reply, a notification pops up at the top of my phone, and I swear I felt my heart rise in my throat when I read it.

Unknown: Missing those pretty little eyes.

I suck in a shaky breath, and Maisie is looking at me with confusion.

"You okay?", she asks.

"Um, I- yeah. I need a shower anyway so I'm going to go", I stutter out. My mind is racing a million thoughts right now.

"Well, call me back when you get out, we're not done here!", she wiggles her finger at the camera.

"Okay, I will. Love you", I respond.

"Love you", she chimes before hanging up; probably the closest I've gotten to a bye from her.

My hands shake as I go to my messages, taking a few seconds before I stupidly reply,

Me: How the fuck did you get in my house again the other night?

I won't even deny that I sit staring at my phone waiting for his reply, and after a few minutes it pops up.

Unknown: You can't stop a man like me, little dove.

As soon as I read that text, I feel an urge to look around, like I can feel him. It's like he's manipulating my surroundings through the phone; it's terrifying. But I am not letting him think he scares me.