After I read that letter, I felt extremely disturbed and uneasy. Like, how the fuck did she know everything about me!? I tried to think rationally but to no avail, I didn't sleep that much that night.
I woke up that morning, nothing different, but I still couldn't get that letter out of my head. I proceeded my daily morning routine: waking up at 8:30 am, lumbering my way to the toilet, washing my hands, showering, dressing for work, going to my kitchen to make myself a bowl of cereal and leaving for work by 9:45 am.
As I was on my way to the door I noticed my window in the living room was cracked open slightly, I walked over and closed it shut following with locking it. Opening my door and locking it behind me I walk over to my car and get in.
I'm going to skip what happened at work because it's not relevant to anything, basically. It was a normal day, I lounged around waiting for someone who needed help. And talked to my fellow employees at work about shit that was going on in my life. I didn't want to talk about the letter just yet, I didn't want to sound crazy or anything.
I got home at roughly 7:30 to 8 pm, got out of my car and locked it. Footing it to my mail box, upon opening it I find 3 letters, 2 of them being taxes for the house. And the other being a blank letter with the word written, "Michael ♥"
At this point I was really starting to feel restless, this feeling of being watched washed over me. I rushed over to my door and threw my hand in my pocket searching for my key past my wallet. I pulled it out by the end of my fingers which results with the key slipping and hitting the floor.
I bent over quickly picking it up and plunging my key into the door to unlock it. But to my confusion and horror, it was already unlocked. I opened my door, the smell of a girls fragrance hits me, the sound of my TV echoing down the hall. Walking through to the kitchen, I grab a knife, turning off the TV I notice an envelope, I open the letter gulping down hard.
"Hey pretty boy,
I hope you aren't startled by the fact your door is unlocked, I had to get in to do a few things. I must say your room was an absolute mess, don't worry though baby. I tided it right up, it made my heart flutter at the thought that I was like a house wife cleaning her man's untidy room. I cooked you dinner so you don't have to worry about that. I hope you like steak with mashed potato and corn. Oh wait, I already know it's one of your favorite meals. Teehee xx
Love,
Your secret admirer xx"
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The secret admirer
HorrorMy name is Michael Davis, I'm 24 years old and I work at a tech shop called TechSav. After a bad breakup with my ex-girlfriend, who I kicked out of my house after I caught her fucking another man in our bed meant I started living by myself. One day...