Stalker

Chapter 10

I was driving back home crying, imagining the worse scenarios.

What if he did something to Jayce? What if he was hurt? Was he even alive? What if Jayce was like... Amina? No! Nothing happened! It's gonna be alright! IT IS!

This is all my fault...

I started hyperventilating. My breath got unsteady, my head started spinning and my vision got blurrier.

Thank god I had made it home before risking an accident. I didn't even want to leave my car. I sat there crying, head on my stirring wheel. Took me a few minutes to get out.

As soon as I took step out, I spotted a box in front of my door. And then I remembered, it was from him. My heart started beating and my tears stopped out of fear.

I picked up the box with shaky hands. It was blood red coloured box. Very light weighted.

I enter my house and drop everything on the floor except for that box.

I sat on my couch and placed the box on my lap. I opened the box.

The first that laid in there was a folded piece of paper. I took the note, unfolded it and read;

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Dear Aaliyah,

Take this as my mercy for you. After what you did, I shouldn't even let that bastard breathe. You're lucky that I love you... You make me do things that I shouldn't. Nonetheless, you will still get punished. Wear my gift and wait for me. Tonight will be different. Be ready love.

Anonymous.

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My hands drop the note. Every word made my stomach turn. Was going to happen? Just the thought of it made me nauseous.

The next thing to open was a carefully wrapped bag. I tear it slowly, scared to see its' content.

My eyes went wide at the sight. I found red lingerie. There was a beautiful lace but not see-through bra with a matching pair of panties. Along with those, there was a gorgeous red see-through robe and some type of stockings. And by the sight of it, they were my size. The clothing was breathtaking, something I would want to own seeing on a mannequin but then get intimidated by. And now it was in my hands,.. Because of a crazy stalker.

I picked up his note to once again read my "instructions". I felt so defeated.

"For Jayce." I mumble after taking a deep breath.

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I stood in front of my mirror eyeing myself. Oh god! The sight was scary. I looked too... sexy. Uh! , I cringed. It looked good but it wasn't for me. The robe made it somewhat elegant but it still served the same purpose. My heart started beating faster after I realized I was going to wear this for my stalker.

I can't do it! I can't! This is insane! I CAN'T... I was hyperventilating again. I had never done that before, and now twice in a day.

Breathe, breathe, breathe, I chant in my head.

"For Jayce." I whisper to myself again.

And now I sat on my bed waiting.

For my stalker.