Journals of a Stalker

Journal Entry 9

September 24, 2010

Today has been so much fun, and the day has barely started. The purple-haired girl woke up from her little nap about two hours ago and that's when I got to start my fun. I had to get back at this girl for getting in the way of Cathrine and I.

I swung the cellar doors open and I could immediately hear the girl's muffled screams. I'm glad I put a gag in her mouth while she was asleep because she screamed a lot. She just would not shut up. Once I came into view, her screams become even louder.

I told her, "Keep yelling. No one is going to hear you. It's not going to help you, so you might as well stop." and her yells became slightly less loud. She sounded like she was trying to say something, so I started to walk closer to her.

"If you're quiet, I'll take out the gag. If you're not, I will leave you in this cellar to rot."

That shut her up quickly.

I went to remove the gag and her brown eyes met mine. Her eyes were shooting daggers, but I didn't care. After the gag was gone, but hanging from her neck, she was still silent. I could see wet spots on her cheeks where she seemed to have been crying. She took a shaky breathe and shifted the best she could given how tight her bonds were. I spoke again.

"What were you going to say?"

Nothing.

"What were you trying to say?!" I was right in her face now, but she looked down. She whimpered, then mumbled softly. I was getting sick of her already.

"Talk louder bitch."

"W-who are you?" She said softly. She was still not looking at me, so I grabbed her chin and pulled her face only inches from mine.

"I can be your worse nightmare if you keep this up." I could see the fear flash across her face and I can honestly say that I felt accomplished. Her pain made me feel better. That gave me an idea. More pain for her equals more happiness for me.

I ran out of the cellar and back into my kitchen. I searched through my drawers and found a large knife. Perfect.

I was near the cellar doors and I could hear the girl's crying. When I walked back into the cellar and in her view, she whipped her head up to look at me. Her eyes swept down my body until they landed on the knife in my hand. Her eyes widened and she started to shake her head back and forth. I twisted the knife around and watched as it caught the sunlight coming in from the small window in the corner.

"W-what are you going to do to me? What did I do? What did I do?!" She was yelling again by the end of her little speech and began squirming around in her chair.

"What did you do? You have been a burden. Can't you see that Cathrine doesn't want you around? She can't stand you. I can't stand you. Don't you have your own life?! You are always around!"

"What?" she responds so quietly I can barely hear her. I ran up close to her and pressed the blade of a knife against her cheek, not yet drawing blood. Her whole body stiffened at the touch of the cool metal.

"Are you just that stupid? I asked you if you have a life of your own. It doesn't seem you have one since you are always drowning my poor Cathrine."

"Y-your poor Cathrine?" was her only reply.

"Yes!" I pressed the blade harder, "My Cathrine. My soul mate! You are always in our way. You can never stay away! Now it's time you learn your lesson." Before she could say anything else, I slowly started to drag the blade across her cheek bone, which started to bleed. That's when the girl started to scream, and I felt so much better than before.

I yelled at her again, "Why can't you just stay away?!" and she whimpered while more tears streamed down her face.

"Answer me! Why can't you just stay away?!" Then I punched her. Hard. She gasped as her chair started to topple from the force. She tried to stay upright, but failed. The girl landed on her side making her head slam against the cold concrete floor. She groaned in pain. She still hadn't answered me.

"I didn't hear an answer!" I kicked her stomach with all the force I could muster.

"We're best friends," she wheezed.

I crouched down to her level and say, "That's not a good excuse. Try again bitch." I took my knife and dragged it a couple of inches along her arm. A trail of blood started to form behind it.

"Because...because..." she broke off because she was crying too much.

"Quit crying and give me a real answer."

She hiccuped before saying, "I-I need her. She's all I have left."

"Well, I need her more. She's my soul mate." I stabbed the knife into her thigh and she let out a blood-curdling scream. I laughed at her pain. It brought me such joy. She deserved it after keeping me from Cathrine for so long.

I yanked the knife out of her thigh before continuing, "You are just some skank she allows to hang around her. Can't you get the message?" I dug my fingers into the wound I just created and the girl let out a scream of agony. Blood seeped through her Mickey Mouse pajama pants and all over my hands and the concrete floor. Every injury to her made my day so much better.

I finish with, "Cathrine doesn't want you around her. You are nothing to her," I grabbed her by her stupid purple hair and yanked her into an upright position with it. She let out a shout, but said nothing otherwise.

I took my knife and sliced the skin from her right collar bone to the left one and watched the blood stream out of the cut and all over her clothes. The girl was muffling her screams of pain by biting her lip this time. What a pity. Her screams were what made today fun. I looked at my work one last time before I started to walk out the cellar doors.

Before I slammed the doors, I said, "I'll be back tomorrow. I'm not quite sure you've learned your lesson." then I left her in the cold pitch-black silence of my cellar.

Today was a good day. I saw Cathrine getting ready for class this morning and I got to see her after she was asleep. The purple-haired girl took up most of my time today. She doesn't seem to get that Cathrine doesn't like her. I guess I am just going to beat it into that dumb brain of hers, both literally and figuratively.

I will be up to date on the girl's progress tomorrow. Hopefully she will understand where she's been wrong this whole time. If not, then it won't matter anyways. I will never let her bother Cathrine once we are together officially. I will do that if it is the last thing I do.
-Me

Author's Note
Oh my gosh guys I have gotten so many reads in so little time! I can't express how happy that makes me. Well, me expressing my happiness has consisted of jumping in circles and flailing my arms around.
I'm sure it's been quite the sight.
Well, here is another chapter for you to read. I hope you liked it!
-Elizabeth