The Right Moment

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Stalker's P.O.V.

Justine pulled up into the Setons' long narrow driveway and talked to the boy in the seat next to her. There was a certain spark in her eye as if she were... falling in love. Ha! You've got to be kidding me! She makes this easier and easier for me. 

Something vibrated in my pocket. I took my phone out of my pocket, examined the number, and then answered it. The person on the other line talked before I did.

"Did you get her yet?"

I quietly cleared my throat. "No. Not yet. But within a week or two I'll-"

"Bull shit. It's been long enough already. Don't make me come out there myself and do it. The only reason I put you on the spot is because you're closer to her than I am. Just get the job done." With that, they hung up. 

I gave myself a moment to shake it off. The boy, Greg, got out of the car and walked up to his house. Justine called out to him and he answered. Then she drove off into the night. 

I had no intention to follow her, it was the Seton boy I was after. My plan would effortlessly flow smoothly. I would take her apart piece by piece and then go after her. 

My feet were stationed to the ground behind the trees and bushes. I blended into the darkness, as if I were invisible. 

A couple of hours had gone by until I decided to start going. Surreptitiously, I crept along the side of the house. The door was easy to open and I entered the house. 

It was almost pitch black except for the little slivers of moonlight that crept through slits in the blinds and curtains. 

I took my time going up the stairs making sure there were no creaks in the steps. Eventually I got to the top and turned towards the boy' room. He was asleep in his large bed, heaps of clothes on the floor, and the computer screen still on. 

My hands fiddled with the rag. Anxiety rose in the pit of my stomach as I placed my hand over the boy's mouth. 

His eyes popped open and he tried to struggle, but he then passed out. With little effort, I slung his body over my shoulder and left without leaving evidence. 

After a few miles of walking through the forest, I dumped his body into the trunk and slammed it shut. It wouldn't be hard to control the human but it might get difficult when Justine finds out. She'll come for him. Eventually. 

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