Stalker

Chapter 13

I screamed on the top of my lungs. I couldn't tell if I was going crazy. 

I saw a man sitting on my couch, facing me, a gun in his hand. He had the same mask as Mr.Clark, my stalker. 

I didn't know what I was thinking but my first instinct was to run to the kitchen to grab a knife. As if it would help in this situation. 

As soon as a touched a knife with the tip on my finger, I was aggressively pulled back from my waist by a strong hold.  NO! He got me! NO! NO! NO!

"LET ME GO! HELP! HELP! SOMEONE PLEA-" I yelled as loud as could to get my neighbour attention. But before I could my finish my call out for help, I felt a clothe on my mouth. I was being chloroformed. 

Don't breathe! Don't breathe!

I pretend to faint. I had to try to outsmart him. Whoever he was. 

I fell into his arm, keeping my eyes slightly open. 

I felt him ease up. He loosened his grip around my waist, allowing me to move. If I was quick enough I could grab the knife. 

This is my only shot. 

I shot my eyes open and swiftly grabbed the knife and turned around to plunge it into his body. My life or his. 

The second I tried to stab his stomach, he moved and inch. And that's when only a centimetre of his flesh was cut. 

"AAAAHH!" he screams. 

Fuck. 

He groans and in a millisecond grabs the knife out of my hand and throws it across the room. 

Fuck.

By his muffled sounds, I could tell it didn't hut but he was very mad. 

I try to back up and look around for something else to use. But before I could even think about something, he grabbed me by my neck and, this time, jabbed a needle in it. 

And that's when everything started becoming blurry. A big blur. 

Blur....

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Whispers...

I heard some faint whispers. They felt so near. 

I weakly open my eyes and saw a dim light right above me. 

I groaned in pain after touching my neck. It was sore. And then I remembered why. 

I widened my eyes. 

Oh my god, where am I !?!?! 

I look around and but couldn't make much thanks to the dim light. All I saw was a small ish room with a big window that had bars on it. 

I tried to get up and thought I was successful until something stopped me abruptly. I looked down and saw that my right was handcuffed to a bed. I tried to shake them, No no no no, this can't be true. 

"Hi Al." I hear. 

And I froze. 

The whisper was close, very close. In the room. 

I look around and saw nothing. 

My heart started racing. 

Suddenly, I heard movement in the dark. I looked towards it as soon as I heard it.

And then another light turned on. It was a little lamp but its' light was even dimer then the first one. But it was enough to see the where the movement came from. 

With my weak vision, I could see a figure sitting there. It looked like a man's body. It was him , the one who kidnapped me!

And then I thought, what if Mr. Clark was telling the truth. What he really wasn't my stalker. Because for all I know, he was locked up. So it couldn't be him. 

It didn't matter right now. I was kidnapped! And I still didn't know by whom. 

"Please let me go. Listen I don't even have that much money but you can take everyth-"

Chuckles. I heard the figure chuckle. Definitely a man's chuckles. 

"I already have what I wanted" the man whispers after putting a sudden stop to his chuckles. 

I gulped. I didn't want to know the answer but I asked anyway because I needed to know. "What?..." I whisper. 

Silence. Pure silence. I could almost hear my heart pumping. 

And then... 

"You." 

I couldn't breathe. It was him. He was my stalker! Not Mr. Clark. he wasn't lying... It was this guy! I could tell by how passionate he was in... his answer.

"Where Jayce?" I ask

No answer. But I heard a little grin.

I felt even more scared. What if he killed him!?!

It was silent again. 

"Who are you." my heart stopped beating when I let left my mouth. 

My eyes were starting to water. 

"See for yourself..." 

My breathing hitched. 

He started moving very slowly. He got up and I saw his figure get closer to me. Very very slowly. 

The dim lights weren't letting me see anything though. 

He needed to be right in front of me in order for me to see his face. 

Closer. And closer. And closer.

Light footsteps. 

I closed my eyes out of fear. 

And then I heard the footsteps stop. 

I felt him breathing right in front of me. 

My heart pounding and pounding. 

"Open your eyes." I hear in my ear.

I close them tighter. 

"Open." he says again.

I gathered every speck of courage I had left in me and slowly opened them. 

Half way opened, I shot them wide open. 

I was baffled.

"Surprise." he says with a big smile. 

Oh ... my... god. 

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BOOM! TOMORROW IT SHALL BE REVEALED!

For now, peace and enjoy !! 😆

G. M. ~ 😍💧