Love At First Fight

Chapter 5

      I wake up to the sweet sweet smell of, nothing. Well that's unexpected. Usually mom's downstairs making mean pancakes or French toast. Wonder what was different today.

      I walk downstairs and see a note. 'Hey Blair. Sorry I couldn't wake you up, you were just so peaceful. Anyways, see you soon. Love you.' What!

      How the heck did Clayton get into my house and most of all, he saw me 'sleeping'. I'm absolutely hideous when I sleep. Wait, why do I even care. It doesn't matter. I'll just tell him to leave me alone today at school.

      At school in third I decided to talk to him. "Hey creep mind telling me why you were in my house this morning," I questioned. "What, I wasn't in your house this morning. Like you said, that's just creepy," he said back, sounding offended.

      "Yeah, well then who left this note this morning," I fired back. To which he replied,"I don't know, if I did I would've killed him or her." I pondered over this for a moment.

      "Your right," I replied, bewildered. "See, I'm supposed to be your protector/lover right," he said playfully. I decided to put my foot down. "No, we are not a thing. You were just told to look after me. I don't know what I was thinking when I kissed you but we're NOT together," I stated simply.

      At home I went into my room and some random number started calling me. I answer reluctantly.

      "Hello?," I say into the phone,"Who is this?" I question. "Well you should know babe," says an all too familiar voice. "Leave me the fuck alone John. I told you, it's over," I stated firmly.

      "Oh baby it's far from over. And don't worry, we'll be together again soon," and he hung up. Just then, the doorbell rang. I jumped and walked cautiously.

      I opened the door, ready to hit whoever was there. Thank gosh. It's just Clayton. Wait. Clayton. The stalker. Oh no, how did he find me? Why was he here? So many questions but so little time. What do I do?

      Luckily, he answered most of them for me. "Hey, your mom told me to come over and make sure your ok. Can I come in for dinner. I know it might be weird but-," I cut him off. "Sure. That would be fine."

      I know he was stalking me by hire but, if John showed up at least I had some protection against him. Well, here goes nothing. "Hey Clayton, you wanna come upstairs for a bit," I asked cautiously.

      "Um...yeah uh...yeah sure," he replied in a stutter. I giggled at this. Why am I giggling? This is just to weird but I have to.

      "So, Clayton, you wanna watch a movie. Or something-," "A movie. Definitely a movie. Nothing else just a movie," he interrupted a little hastily. "Ok, whatever you say, Clayton," I said. Trying to sound interested.

      We were upstairs watching Last Action Hero, staring Arnold Schwarzenegger(if you don't know look it up, it's a cool movie). The movie ended and he got up.

      "Well... uh...that was fun, but I really gotta go," he said hurriedly. "But it's only seven-thirty," I complained, "come on, just a little longer." "Uh no really I gotta go," and with that he left in a hurry.

      Shit. Now John could be here any minute and I would have nothing to stop him with. Oh well, if worse comes to worse at least he won't. Well, I don't know what he won't do. That thought scarred me.

      Then I heard a door open. I peered out of my room, terrified to death. I saw Caleb come upstairs and into his room. Phew. Why do I have the feeling that I'm gonna be scared to death this whole week.

      Almost everyday I would make Clayton walk with me to and from school. Then he would stay a couple hours, watch a movie, play a game. The usual. And when he left, I would renter that terrified state again.

      One day Clayton didn't show up. Well that's new. Wait, maybe John was just waiting for something like this so that he could get to me. That's ridiculous I thought.

      The next day he wasn't there either. It the next, or the next. Now I was getting worried. When will he come back I thought.

      When the door bell rang I was so excited. I rushed downstairs with a big ole smile in my face because I thought it was Clayton. I opened the door and what I saw made that smile disappear instantly. There he stood. Flesh and blood. John.

      I tried to close the door but he stopped me. "What no love for me. I'm hurt Blair," he said victoriously. "No John, no love now leave. I tried to close it again but he stepped in.

      I started backing up to try to get away but he just kept coming. I'll admit, I was terrified. He grabbed me and started kissing me but I slapped him. That was my first mistake. The second was trying to run.

      He easily caught me and kissed me again. When he broke apart he said,"I'll be back soon ok," and took off out the door.

      I couldn't comprehend what just happened. How did he find me? Why won't he leave me alone? Why didn't Caleb come and help me? Why me, of all the people, me?

      I just decided to forget about it and go to bed. Probably not the best idea, but my nightmares had just come true. So I was a little disoriented.

      I got changed and went to bed without any dinner. I got under the covers and drifted off. Though it felt like I didn't sleep at all. My one thought, I have got to have Clayton around here more.

*Hey sorry for the late update but with school assignments and all I got kinda busy. I'll try to update more if you guys like. Anyway like, comment, follow, and most of all share.

      -puppylova101