Lemme just quickly say thank you to @brendonboydpatd for inspiring me to write again! Make sure to check out their imagine book if you haven't seen it, it's amazing. Anyways onto the next chapter!
Your POV: It's been a few days since my encounter with that creepy but strangely alluring man. I'm on my way home after work excited I'm leaving that bullshit place. I finally make it to my doorstep when I see a little red box on my doorstep.
I'm apprehensive to pick it up as to the fact that I don't know who it's from and what's in the box. It could be from anyone and it could be anything. I slowly pick it up and go inside and quickly lock the door. I make my way over the counter in my kitchen and open up the little box.
Inside were some roses with a note in the middle. I picked up the letter and read it.
I tried. I tried. I tried. But failed. It's impossible to ignore you, and I can't help but love you. Everything about you is perfect. And when I say everything I mean everything. I always find myself dreaming about you. All the goddamn time. You just won't leave my head. I need you in my life and I always get my way. I love you.
I was completely freaked out. My mind was racing as to who it could be. A coworker? A friend? A costumer from my job? I was at a loss for words. It was kind of a compliment but I wasn't too happy to read that. I wanted to cry so damn bad. Why me? And who is this. Being in my 20s I can obviously take care of myself but I didn't know if I felt comfortable staying alone here.
I left the roses and note on the kitchen counter and left to go and shower. Why me?
Sorry this chapter was so short! I promise it'll be longer next time! I love y'all and thanks for sticking around.
~ N ❤️
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