Stalker 1O1 (Watty's 2016)

Chapter Eight

Amy Bradley

"Don't ever tell anyone. I was your secret. Let's just keep it that way. And as for us, I won't ever bother you again."

Her words kept playing in mind. If she wanted to keep herself a secret, why did she tell Summer? I couldn't find an answer.

The only question that kept coming to mind was Why?

It had been two weeks since our first date. Everything was good so far. We were good.

We hung out almost every other day, we didn't even fight. Grayson and Anna had made it official too.

It was kind of weird though, everyone in the group was dating the other person. We even did the group date where I couldn't stop insulting Leah.

I might have gone overboard, but whatever.

I was beyond irritated today. Because after everything I'd done to keep my promise to her, I never once thought that she wouldn't.

I was surprised.

We were two months into school and I was already done.

I had a stalker whom I knew nothing about but actually ask her advice on everything.

I had an incest following me around all the time. Amy Bradley. She just couldn't take no for an answer.

I groan and grab my books for Russian History and shut my locker.

I turn around and see her.

I needed an answer. I'd waited enough.

She was on the phone.

I started walking towards her. No one can see this. I stopped when I spotted the unlocked janitors closet.

I grabbed her hand and pulled her inside earning a shriek from her.

I locked the door behind me and faced her.

"What the hell!" She yelled. "I – have to go, I'll talk to you later," she says and hangs up the phone.

She looked at me, confused.

"What! What do you want?"

"What do I want? That's funny. What do you want? I can't believe you told Summer!"

"What?" She asks shocked.