Stalker

Chapter 12

I saw ... pictures of me. MANY! So many! And then I saw that one picture that I received with a note days ago. The same one.

Baffled, I looked in the drawer a little more. I pulled a what felt like a piece of clothing. To my surprise, it was my grey scarf that I hadn't even noticed was missing. I knew it was mine because it had little hole right next to the tag... just like mine.

Then I heard a buzz. There was something else in there too. I put my hand in there again and this time pulled out a phone. I read;

Reminder: Check up on Aaliyah.

I drop the phone and it fell on the scarf, not making any sound.

I found him.

It's Mr.Clark. He's my stalker. Oh god.

I started breathing in and out trying to calm myself down. I had found the proof I needed. I did it!

Shortly, I heard footsteps again. He's coming!

I shove everything back in the drawer and rapidly stood on my feet. I was centimetres away from the couch but before I could even reach it, the door opened. FUCK!

"Hey, here I got you som-... What are you doing?" Mr.Clark asks with a stern expression when he noticed I was standing in the middle of the room.

"Ugh... Nothing. I... I was just looking around... I like the books you have here." I answer trying to keep my cool.

He stares at me with his stern expression and I could feel my heart beat pumping faster and faster.

"Alright. Well let's get back to work. Sit" he says, keeping his expression.

I try to think of an excuse. My brain didn't work anymore. "Uh... But the foo-"

"Sit." he says again, this time very firmly, slightly angry. It scared me.

I didn't even dare to respond and I sat down.

Few minutes passed in awkwardness. He kept looking at me sternly. And I tried to avoid his gaze.

If I discreetly go to the cops, he won't know. I can tell them what I found and he'll be locked up. Yes. Yes! I can do that. ... I can get Jayce back!

I was pulled out of my thoughts when I felt something move beside me. I looked towards the movement. Mr.Clark was inches away from me. 

He lifted his hand only to put it my knee again, and then on my thigh. I froze on spot. I was looking at his face in shock and he was looking at me with a slight smile. I felt his hand going up and up. It had reached my hips. I knew what was next, my butt. DO SOMETHING AALIYAH! YOU CAN'T JUST SIT HERE LIKE THIS! DO SOMETHING!

I swiftly got up and said "I have to go! Now!... My mom is waiting for me. It's been an hour."

"Oh... Surely you can stay a little longer..." Mr.Clark said with a slight smirk, reaching for my waist.

"NO!... I ... I ugh... Really have to go." I say and run out of the room.

My heart was beating faster then ever when I was going down the stairs.

"AALIYAH!" I hear.

I turned around when I was at the bottom of the stairs.

"See you tomorrow." Mr.Clark says with a very visible smirk and lip bite.

I don't bother to answer. I run out and start driving home.

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