911 Call Operator

3・Followed

*Ring Ring*.......

"Hello. 911 how may I help you?" I tried to sound happy but ended up sounding sleepy in the end.
"Hello?" She whispered a bit frightened.
"Um.... I-I think I'm being followed..." She again whispered in the end.
"Oh ok. Well uh where are you now?" There hasn't been much following calls.
"I'm at my house."
"Ok. Is every door and window locked in you're house?" God please be smart.
"Yes. I locked the back door, the garage door, the front door and the windows can only be opened from the inside, but they are all closed." Thank god.
"Alright good. Can you please double check and close curtains."
"Ok. Good idea." She sounded a bit less scared.
There was footsteps then door handles being shook, and curtains being closed.
"There...Safe....For now." She once again whispered at the end.
"Don't worry miss. Everything will be fine." I sounded more confident to make her feel safe. 
"I.... Hope." She sounded distracted.
"Ah Miss, can you please tell me exactly what was or is happening?"
"Well... I was walking home. Alone. It was dark and cold and it was a stupid idea to walk alone..." She mumbled the rest sounding frightened.
"Miss.. It's ok. Tell me."

"Ok...Well I heard footsteps as I was walking. I thought nothing of it till it was still there..... I turned around to find no one..." She took a shaky breath.
"So.. I started to walk faster... The footsteps were still there but faster.... I turned around .. And ...." She tried to hold in the sobs.
"Sorry..." She spoke quietly.
"It's ok Miss."
"Ok... I turned around and there was... A man?" It sounded more of a question.
"I think. He was wearing black. A hoodie. I couldn't see his face.... It was dark.. It still is..."
She mumbled again.
"Ok. Did the man hurt you?"
"He...... He just.... Smirked. It.... Was evil..." She whispered out.
"He then just stood there... I then started to back away.... I ran! I fucking ran! Home!Why?!" She almost broke down into sobs.
"Miss? Listen. It's ok. Sometimes we do what our instincts tell us to do. Yes. Sometimes not the best idea. Wait did he-"
"Follow me?!" She cut me off. Her voice was now shaky.
"I.. I'm not sure."
"The first thing I did was run in my house and lock everything then call 911..." I hope he didn't follow.
"Please help!" She pleaded.
"Alright, miss I need you t-"
"Oh... No...." She spoke shakily.

"Miss?"
"Someone... Someone is knocking..... On my window....." She spoke again shakily.
"I don't want to open the curtain..." She whispered out.
"Miss don't do anything! I'm tracking you now!" I started to track her house as I was speaking to her.
"Stay on the line please."
"Ok...." She once again took another shaky breath.
"It won't stop... I think he wants me to open the curtain...." I hope she doesn't...
"Miss?."
................
The was nothing on the line but breathing.
.............
"The back door.... I thought it was locked...." She sounded lifeless.
"Miss?! The police will be there soon!" I yelled mentally praying she heard.
"His..... In my house.... Staring at me.... Smirking.....he has-"
There was silence.
"Miss?"
"Ahhhhhhhh!!!"
Screaming was heard then the line got cut off.
"Miss?!"
I grabbed my personal phone and called the police that was on the way to her house.

"Hey! Make sure you're quick... Something happened!"

About an hour later.

Her name was Molly. She almost died.
The man followed her home and picked the lock of the back door. He then... Stabbed her. She was... 17..... She almost died...
I visited her at the hospital giving her support. She thanked me multiple times for calling the police for her. Luckily the ambulance got there in time to save her.
She's alright now. She doesn't walk at night or walks alone...