Chapter 2: On Edge

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"Um no no I'm good." I quickly stumbled over my words. Why do I have to be like this? The man looked like he was about to say something and he reached out for my arm but I quickly turned around and began sprinting, as fast as I could considering I still had these heels on. I quickly made it back into my house and locked the door behind me.

I quickly ran around and made sure all of the windows were locked and the curtains were closed as well. It was late out but I decided to take a shower so I slowly stripped off my clothes. I got in the warm shower and started thinking about that man. It was such a weird experience and as I stood in the shower washing my hair I couldn't help but wonder what it was about. He was hot, I had to admit it. But that was still insanely weird he looked like he wanted something from me.

I slowly got out of the shower and quickly ran back to my room as the cold floors from the air conditioning cooled my feet to the point that it became uncomfortable. I slowly got dressed and just laid down on my bed. (Your bedroom is the pic all the way up top)

I started brushing my wet hair when I heard the doorbell ring. I froze where I was and wondered who it was. We all know what my mind went to - I was nervous it was the guy from earlier.

At this point it is 10:05 PM so I honesty had NO idea who it was. I slowly, and very very quietly I may add, continued to brush my hair. By the time I was done it was 10:20. I slowly made my way to the door and looked out the peephole to make sure no one was out there.

There was a package sitting on my doorstep so I quickly brought it inside and locked the door once more. I was hesitant to open it as I haven't ordered anything in a while. I quickly cut the tape off of the box and inside was a beautiful black dress. I was stunned. The dress that was neatly folded inside of the box was one I have wanted for a long time now but it was so expensive I couldn't afford it. (Dress pictured below)

I quickly pulled it out of the box to make sure it was my size which it was when a note fell out

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I quickly pulled it out of the box to make sure it was my size which it was when a note fell out. I quickly picked the note up off the floor and began to read it. The note read:

Dear Y/N,
I've been admiring you from afar. You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen and I want to be with you. I need to be with you. Don't worry darling, it'll happen one day I promise you. I knew you wanted this dress and I picked it up for you, and yes it is your size. I hope you enjoy it babygirl.
Love, B

I freaked out and dropped the note. First of all, who is B? And second of all how the hell did he know what dress I wanted so bad, and third of all HOW DID HE KNOW MY DRESS SIZE? I tried it on thought and it made me feel super self confident and happy. I took it off and slipped my pajamas back on.

I walked into the living room and plopped myself down on the couch. I was planning on watching Stranger Things yet again. (Sorry if you don't like that show it's one of my favorites though ksksksk) I was having a little snack while watching it when I saw something moving outside. I brushed it off as nothing thinking I was just tired and paranoid. Something felt off though again, and I couldn't help but get nervous.

I slowly made my way back to my room and laid down on my bed again. I felt super on edge as if someone was watching me. I decided I was just tired and I tried falling asleep but I just couldn't. I laid in bed for so long until I was finally able to drift off and get some rest. My last thought before bed thought, was "what if you're not alone again?" And what if I really wasn't.

(Ahhh chapter 2 is done! I hope y'all enjoyed this one. So far I've had so much fun writing this book and I get super excited about it. I love you all and tysm for reading!!
Your author, N ♠️🍒♠️)

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