Psycho Stalker

CHAPTER 1:

A/N: Hey Guys! How are you all? Anyways, Lets Get Started Shall We?

DISCLAIMER PLEASE READ: This story will have heavy swearing, blood, violence and "Almost?" Rape. If you have a "Faint" Heart, and you can't handle tons of swearing and blood and murder, well, I guess this story isn't for you ha. I don't think we will come across any " Sex" parts, because it would be awkward for me to write, and I'm not too good at writing smut or whatever like that. Lets keep things PG-13, shall we? Unless...... you want more Wa haha......

So, I decided I'm going to update every Sunday, Maybe Monday, Wednesday and Friday. And, If I feel like it, I'll update when ever I have time to write another chapter. Ok, So I won't bore you all any longer and I'll start the story. Thanks, bye. ~ Belle

Chapter 1:

[Christine's P.O.V :]

" Hmm, Yes Perfect, Just tilt your head to the right just a little bit, and then we will be done with the photo shoot!", Says the greased back haired, Italian photographer. I responded by nodding my head and following his command. Then I hear a click and see the flash from the expensive camera in his hand. "Ah! Perfecto! You couldn't have done any better La Signorina Christine! Vogue Magazine is going love this photo for the cover for their latest issue! We are all done here! I will contact your agent when the photos are approved to be "Vogue" worthy! Which I bet they are!", He Says with an Italian accent. " Ok great! Aha Angelo, you know me, I always try my best.", I say with a smile."Sì!, Ha ha of course- You are my best client!", He says while he fiddles with his camera," You could never fail me! Well, as I said we are all done here! You can go into the dressing room and change back into your regular clothes". I nod happily as I walk into the changing room.

As I undress I start to think about my life, I mean how blessed I am to have everything I have- The clothes, shoes, cars, houses, fame and popularity anyone would die to have, and I have it all in the palm of my hand. Sure, Maybe I have been a little selfish here and there. But, arn't all celebrities like that? Don't all celebrities have that " I'm-a-bit-better-than-you-all" attitude? I have never been the type to be a big snob and act like I'm better than everyone by rubbing my success in everyone's faces like, " Look what I have, and you don't". Yes, Maybe I should give more money to charity and help out the poor more, it's just.... I don't know. Am I bad human being? Probably not, there are worse people in the world, like for instance; Serial Killers, Murders, Psychopaths.... But, I'm none of those so, I should be glad that I'm "Normal"

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As I finished putting my heals on, my IPhone made a small ringing sound- which meant I just got a text. I take my phone out of my bag and I unlock my phone. And see a text from my boyfriend- Ashton.

Ashton: Hey babe, whats up? Did you remember our date we were supposed to have? You never showed up to it. Is everything all right??

Christine: Oh My gosh! I totally forgot! I am soooooo sorry! I was busy at the Vogue photo shoot!

Ashton: Oh yeah- Ok its good to see that your alive haha. I thought something happened to you.

Christine: Ah I'll pay you back- how about we go out tomorrow? I don't have anything planned tomorrow- that I know of, my manager Nancy always brings up something last minute and I have to end up going to some event or something- but you know the drill with her.

Ashton: Yeah. I do, But actually I can't go out tomorrow- didn't you remember? Every Friday night, is guys night out! Me and all my mates are going to Jarrod's Tavern! Well I got to go- Bye! Love you!

Christine: Um ok. Bye, Love you too.

Ugh, Me and Ashton never have time for each other. Maybe God's just trying to tell us that this relationship isn't going to work out- like that we aren't meant for each other or something like that. But I really love Ashton, and he loves me. I hope the feelings between me and him don't fade away. Oh God- Its 8:00 PM, I should probably head back to my LA flat. Soon as I walked out of the back door of the studio my phone rang. 'Hm probably just Ashton calling to tell me something', I thought. So I looked at my phone and saw "UNKNOWN CALLER", So I knew it probably wasn't Ashton calling. Unknown Callers scare me sometimes- Like, who is it? Is it some murderer just anxiously waiting on the other line just to say something like freaky like " Your Next", Or " You're going to die tonight". Or it could be a obsessed fan who finally figured out my phone number, or some weird stalker guy.

You just never know who could be on the other end of the line. Unknown callers scare me the most especially when its night time or when I'm alone, or both. Maybe I shouldn't be so paranoid. But, when your famous, like me, your senses are always up- because you never know what could happen to you. That's why most celebrities have body guards and security but, right now I don't have ether. My shaky hands pressed 'Answer' and I brought the phone up to my ear. " Hello?", I softly asked. I got no reply. " Hello, Is anyone there?", I asked again starting to lose patience. Now all I heard on the other end was just heavy and slightly raspy breathing.

Ok, So "Somebody" is on the other line. " Excuse me? Is anyone there? Do you need help or something?", I asked getting scared. Still no answer. " For the last time is anyone there? Who are you? What do you need? Are you in danger? What is going on?!", I yelled slightly. I know I am probably asking too many questions all at once- but whoever this "Person" is, they are testing my nerves and making me quite angry. Again, All I am hearing is breathing. That's it! I hung up the phone and basically threw my phone into my purse. Whoever that was freaked me out , and I wasn't staying around for more silence on the other end, while I yell into the phone begging for an respond and more frusteration builds up inside of me. I ran to my car as quickly as I could- trying not to trip on my high heels I am wearing. I grabbed my car keys out of my purse and my shaky finger tried to push the 'Unlock' button on my keys.

Yes, I am still nervous of what just previously happened. " Ugh c'mon!", I said with a scared tone in my voice. Finally, my finger pressed the 'Unlock' button and my car unlocked. I jumped into my car and quickly shut the door. Feeling a bit safer now, I put my keys into the ignition and started the car and quickly pulled out of the small parking lot and unto the main high way. " Music... That's what I need, Music will help relax me.", I say as I turned on the radio which is playing " Counting Stars", By OneRepublic. I started to sing along trying to ease my stress, " Lately I've been, I've been losing sleep, Dreaming about the things that we could be, Yeah Lately I've been, I've been praying hard, instead of countin' dollars, we'll be Counting Stars". Then all of a sudden, My phone rang again. And again it said " Unknown Caller".

A/N: Hey I hope you all enjoyed the chapter! Sorry if it was 'short'. 5 views and 2 likes and I'll update another chapter tomorrow! Thanks bye :) ~ Belle <3