𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 created like the sun. 𝐇𝐄'𝐒 made like the moon.
𝐒𝐇𝐄'𝐒 always shining, remaining happy, no matter the obstacles she goes through.
𝐇𝐄'𝐒 always in the dark, covered in shade and grumpiness.
But one thing, is that when the 𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍...
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I refuse to just sit and do nothing.
I have no idea if the stalker is still up Estelle's ass, but they sure are still up mine.
Unknown ID
I see you.
It's tiring, they've been texting me childish shit all day long. Scratch that. All week long.
It's just stupid shit saying that they are closer than I think, or they are going to find me. But still, I can't help but think what this might be doing to Estelle if she is receiving the same messages as me.
My phone chimes again, informing me that the motherfucker has texted once again.
Unknown ID
Come out, I want to play.
I grit my teeth, fighting the urge to text back.
I look at the black clock hanging on the wall in front of me, 4AM.
The stalker is up, I'm up. I'm not going to be able to sleep anytime soon due to these fucking messages, so may as well do what I've been planning for weeks.
I stand up, grabbing my black sweatpants. I pull them over my black calvin klein boxers.
I look for a hoodie— any hoodie, I quickly find one thrown over my couch.
How did it even end up over there?
I yank the hoodie on, not giving a crap about how I look.
I pull the hood over my head, grab my phone and dash out the front door.
I make my way towards Sunlight— my car. I unlock the door and take a seat in front of the wheel.
I start the car and begin the journey.
I will catch this motherfucker.
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I place the small camera on the back of my hood, making sure it isn't visible enough to the stalker. It's a little black one, so it blends right in.
I have been planning this for a while, I got two cameras, so that both Estelle and I could have them in case the stalker followed one of us.
Well, I was going to tell Estelle about it, but before I was able to, she turned her back on me.
Like everyone else.
Which is why I'm not sulking. I knew this would happen, there's something wrong with me. Something to make everyone leave me. Even if she said that it's for the best, because of the stalker, I don't believe her. Because we would still be texting if it were just about a stupid fucking stalker.
She wanted this.
So now I'm going to have to catch this stalker by myself, no matter how bad it gets. Even if it means I get killed, they'll be doing me a fucking favour.
