Something About Being A Mate... Whaaat?

Chapter Thirteen: Creepy Stalker?

A noise reaches my ears, the sound of a door closing and shallow breathing. I can feel someone staring at my back, "What the hell?" I groan and roll over onto my side. Sighing, I rub my eyes free from sleep and open them. It's still dark and I can't see or hear anything. But I swear I heard someone walk in just moments ago...

I swing my legs over the side of the bed and look around my room, "Hello..?" Silence... I can't help but giggle at myself, "Rightio, Ash. Rightio. Crazy Ash, as they say." I stand up and scratch my head, "Ugh..."

I've been having very shit sleep lately, simply waking up over stupid delusions. Like hearing my door open and close, hearing someone breathing and sometimes I can even feel someone touching me...

I rub my eyes again and stumble over to the bathroom, I really need to pee. It's always awesome being human and needing to pee all the time. Please do note the sarcasm.

Anonymous POV:

The door makes a soft click as I close it and I can see my Ashlyn stir in her sleep. Shit, please don't wake up. I have been visiting her for the past three nights. She's laying on her stomach, holding onto her pillow tightly. I can feel my heart beat erotically inside my chest just by looking at her and I can feel something else throbbing painfully. I take a deep breath and hold it as she groans and says, "What the hell?"

Shit, I have to move. I quickly dive underneath her bed. Why am I stupid enough to come here? There are strict rules to stay away from her. She's one of them. My stomach clenches just simply thinking about it. She is our enemy... I can't be here.

The thump of Ashlyn's feet contacting the ground rises me back to reality. Her legs are bare and I can see tiny brown hairs covering her calves. I just want to reach out and touch her...

"Hello..?" By instinct I flinch back into the floor. This is the worst thing I could ever do... I can hear Ashlyn giggle to herself, her giggle is so cute and amazing, "Rightio, Ash. Rightio. Crazy Ash, as they say."

I open my mouth to say something to her, to let her know that I'm here, to tell her she isn't crazy. But, I close my mouth again. What would she think if she knew I watched her sleep? More than once? She'd probably think I was the crazy one.

Ashlyn stands up slowly, rather dramatically if you ask me and I can hear her hair being messed around, is she scratching her head or trying to put her hair up? She stumbles forward to another door. I need to move, when she walks out, she might be able to see me. I take a few deep breaths and scramble out from under the bed. I open the door to her wardrobe and get in carefully and close the door.

I can hear Ashlyn flush the toilet and close the bathroom door.

I am never going to do this again... I swear it. But that's what I said last night too... Her bed creaks as she lays on it and I hear her whisper, "Goodnight."

Does she know I'm here? Oh God... No, she doesn't, or she would have done something by now or said something. She would have come searching for me. So... Why did she say goodnight?

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A/N:

Rather obvious who the stalker is. :)