Two Lies, One Truth (Jeff The Killer Love Story)

Paranoid

-Lindsey's POV-

I woke up to complete darkness, damnit I fell asleep in the park. I got up my body aching from sleeping in an awkward position. I stretched and looked ahead into the woods. I knew he was watching. I walked home but just to be safe I walked in the middle of the road, there was never anyone out in the middle of the night. Surprisingly I made it home in one piece, I went to the phone and pressed play messages.

"Hey Lindsey! Sorry about yesterday, but guess what? The doctors saved 2 of my fingers! I went through a lot of surgery and apparently I would've died if I hadn't made it to the hospital.  Anyways come visit me! Oh and can you go back to the house and get the dogs? They haven't eaten yet."

 -Beep- "End of Messages"

What bothered me the most was that I never gave him my number. He probably got it off of the phonebook, I never bothered taking it out of the phonebook. God I fucking hate it when I feel like I'm being watched, I walked to my bedroom and put on heavier clothes, it was almost summer but it was freezing. I didn't have a car, so I called for a taxi to drive me to Mike's house. The taxi came within the next hour, the car ride was silent and awkward. We finally arrive and I broke the silence "Before I pay you, can you drive me back home?"

"Ok, but that'll be 20 dollars"

"Ok stay here please"

I was worried for his life because I knew Jeff would play a sick prank on me. I ran in and got all of the puppies as fast as I could, the mother followed me outside and jumped into the back seat with me. I was relieved to see the driver was still breathing. He silently drove me back home, I handed him the twenty dollars and brought the puppies and the mother into the house. I went to my bedroom and on the bed more like stabbed into the bed was my favorite knife. How the hell did he know where I kept that? I haven't touched it in months. Then I realized something, he's been stalking me for a lot longer than I thought. I thought about all the times I roamed around naked in my apartment, the times I left the back door open, everything.

He. Saw.  Everything.