Chapter 5: (Scarlet's pov)
As we sat in the car im wear a black long dress, a slit thigh, my hairs straight long falling on my back, i had dark makeup on, Taehyung on the other hand was wearing a white tuxedo with black coller and a inner black shirt. His hairs curly. In the car as we started driving.
I kinda feel not so good about the incident earlier, like I know whatever happened maybe unintentional or intentional, but the fact was those eyes that never left me, While Taehyung was sitting on the table in front of me, it felt like those eyes never left me. Not his.
Someone else from the corner was staring at me, continuously, it kinda made me uneasy, I hated this feeling, It wasn't for the first time I had these feelings, someone's Always behind me all the time, I've never let anybody know about this. I mean isn't it obvious?
All the time late at night when I walk to my home from the nearby convenience store, I always hear footsteps behind me, I've seen this weird shadow sometimes, it made me anxious all the time, I never let anybody know about it cause i feared their reactions, what if they suggest me a therapist ? They call it my hallucinations? They think I'm going crazy?
I don't know. It just kinda makes me sick. I kept passing Taehyung glares each time I felt really uncomfortable and he was already looking at me, but those states Weren't his.
His stares were soft and polite, sometimes it made me think twice if those stares I felt were taehyungs. But no.
Just like this one night when I was driving home i felt a car following me, it stopped a street before my house, the car was unusual for sure. You know these kind of gut feelings that alerts you that this is danger.
It happened alot with me. Now a days. Since past 3 years I've been going through this, instead of consulting my family I've consulted a therapist, and i kept telling her how I felt and how those stares never left me.
When I'm cooking in the kitchen, when I came out bathing in a bathgown everytime a guest visits me. When i go out jogging, everytime I come in my balcony. I drove my car out of my garage.
I always feel like someone is capturing me, Even though I told my therapist about feeling watched all the time, the scary experiences didn't stop. One night, a weird Instagram account started following me and sending creepy messages that really scared me. Every time I blocked one account, a new one appeared, making me wonder if it was the same person or a group.
I felt stuck, like I was alone in a digital maze where someone was watching my every move. The feeling of being hunted got worse, and I couldn't shake the idea that a shadowy figure was causing all this trouble. The messages were strange, like the person knew a lot about my daily life, making my already anxious mind even more paranoid.
Even when I was at home, the fear didn't go away. Every time my phone buzzed with a new follower or message, I felt like someone was intentionally making me uncomfortable. This unknown stalker seemed to be involved in every part of my life, and it kept me on edge all the time.
I struggled with whether to tell others about this, afraid they wouldn't believe me or suggest therapy again. Even though my therapist was understanding, they couldn't make the constant feeling of being watched go away. It was like the stalking went beyond the real world and invaded my online life, making me feel constantly watched.
In moments of weakness, I wondered if I was just imagining things. But the repeated late-night encounters and the persistent online stalker made me believe it was real. I couldn't shake the feeling that someone bad was watching me, waiting for the right time to do something.
As days passed, more strange online accounts kept coming, and each message was scarier than the last. I found myself being very cautious, always looking around for signs of the mysterious stalker. The fear of being watched, judged, or even hurt hung over everything I did, making even ordinary parts of my daily life seem scary.
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