Stalked

Ch. 1

    I stared out my living window of my cabin. I took a sip of my tea. It was calming me down. I had panic attack earlier. I thought I saw someone watching. I had to calm down and saw no one was out there. I made some chamomile with lavender tea. I sighed heavily I couldn't believe I got so paranoid over stupid things.

    I've always been scared and skittish. My mom compared to a cat, skittish and always on edge. I never disagreed. I knew I was skittish. It's just who I am. This caused me to have a minimum amount of friends. I have two close friends. They always teased me about being so skittish.

    Then finally my mom took me to a therapist. The therapist had diagnosed me with PPD Paranoid Personality Disorder. I called him ridiculous and just stopped going to him. I was compelled to take Xanax. It did relax my nerves for a short period of time.

    I did take some of that and drank some tea. I seemed to relax.  My dogs and cat seem to be fine. My German Shepherd Rocky was a very aggressive and protective dog. I got Rocky at the pound. He was up next for being killed. I really wanted a dog, so I got Rocky. He didn't have a name, so I named him Rocky, because I love the Rocky movies. He is currently 3 years old. He was put in the pound because his aggressive behavior.

    He hasn't moved from his sleeping spot since I freaked out. Usually he would of freaked out if a person came in 10 yards of the door. I just freaked out for nothing. He just laid on my feet while I laid across my chaise lounge. He just climbed up onto my chaise lounge and laid on my feet out of comfort, it helped. Then Michelangelo my Cavalier King Charles Spaniel sat in my lap.

    Well that's what he is a lap dog. I got him three months ago and he was around three and half months old. He was just cuddle bear. He wouldn't hurt a fly. He's been such a good cuddlier ever since I got him. Rocky also liked him, so that was good.

    Then there's my ragdoll cat, Maria Theresa. Ragdoll cats are cuddly and love being picked up. I found her in an alley on my way home. I was walking late at home at night. I felt unsafe. I just heard a strange noise coming from the alleyway. I knew it was stupid to investigate, but I did anyways and found Maria Theresa. She was in box and freezing. It was around February. I took her home and this was around 7 months ago.

    She's been doing well. She was 3 weeks old and I spent a lot of time nursing her and making sure she's alright. Now she's a healthy cat that Rocky and Michelangelo are OK with. I hold her and pet her a lot. She was laying on Rocky. He didn't mind.

    I looked out my window. I was still paranoid that someone was out there. I just drank the rest of my tea and removed my feet from under Rocky and Maria Theresa. I place Michelangelo on my chaise lounge. I stretched. I threw out my tea bag and rinsed out my mug.

    Then I went into my bathroom. I brushed my teeth thoroughly and brushed out my straight hair. I changed out of my jeans and t-shirt, into pajama bottoms and over sized t-shirt. I locked every window and every door. I shut all the blinds and curtains.

     This makes me feel safe and secure. I know feel like I can be somewhat safe. I went into my bedroom and found Rocky laying on the edge of my bed. Michelangelo was running into my room now, and Maria Theresa was somewhere else...

    I picked up Michelangelo. I walked to the bed with him in my arms. I turned off my light and turned on my fan. I got into my bed and set down Michelangelo. Once I settled and got into a comfortable opposition Michelangelo cuddled with me. Rocky laid by my feet. I waited a while to fall asleep.

    I had a dream were I was in the middle the forest. I saw a man who had short dirty blonde that was combed back, big bright green eyes. His eyes looked into my eyes. His glared felt like he was trying to burn through me. He came up to me. He put his big muscular hand on my right cheek.

    I was paralyzed. He smirk and said quietly, "One day I will come for you. We are destined." I blinked and he was gone. I woke up to Rocky barking. I sat up and saw the man. Rocky's barks were aggressive and threatening. The man had ran out of there. Michelangelo was under the covers, shaking. Maria Theresa had fur sticking up. Rocky went after the man.

    I was in shock. I called the police. They said they be there in a moment. I felt so unsafe. I struggled to climb out of my shock. I was so scared. I slowly got up and picked up Michelangelo and Maria Theresa. I went into my closet and closed the door. I sat in silence. I felt so cold and dizzy.

    I can't believe he was there just staring at me. I wanted to scream, but all that came out was a whimper. Michelangelo snuggled in my lap. Maria Theresa hair was still standing on her back. She was staring at the door. I had a headache now from being dizzy.

    After what seemed like hours I felt the police come in. They started to search and I came out of my closet. An officer named Peters came over. He asked, "Ma'am are you alright?" I nod slowly and he looks at me and examines my vitals.

    He had semi-long dark brown hair that barely touched the tips of his ears. Dirt brown eyes that with bags underneath them. He had mocha colored skin. He was tall and slender. I would say he looked around 5'11. He yelled at the other officer, who was coming into the room, "She's in shock! Get the shock blanket."

    The other officer name tag said Smith. He was short around 5'8, and heavy set. He was bald with sky blue eyes and ivory skin. He had freckles all over his face and the back of his hands. Peters held me close. I asked quietly, "Why the blanket?" He said quietly,

    "Well your body has rushed all the blood to your vital organs. This will make you cold and it's probably making you dizzy and having headaches. Due to the lack of blood flow going on in your brain." I nod and Smith places a blanket around and Peters says to Smith, 

    "Watch her. I'm going to scan the area."

    Smith was sweating and looked really red. He nodded and said, "Yes sir!" Peters ran off and Smith sat next to me and asked, "Know ma'am I need you to tell me except what happened..." I didn't want to speak. i was to anxious to say anything. What if he came back? I felt my heart clench in anxiety. I didn't seem I just continued to look around to make sure no one was around. 

    Smith didn't say anything. He looked around to. He asked, "Ma'am is there something wrong?" Michelangelo was still whimpering. Maria Theresa was standing next to me with her claws in the carpet. I knew that he was either still here or near by. 

    I wanted to scream, but I felt scared and why did he want me? I'm just a lawyer who helps people with adoption. I sighed and after a few moments Peters came back in. He said quietly, "I couldn't find him or your dog." I froze and said sadly, "Oh... It's alright you tried..." I felt my heart race a thousand miles per second. I never mentioned Rocky. Michelangelo lightly growled. "What now officers?" Peters said,

    "We'll sat outside out home for a while and see if he comes back." I nod and they both leave me with my shock blanket. I need to get out of here.