Chapter 1 Stalker Sleepover

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OffenderMan's P.O.V

          I have been stalking his girl for a while now, she looks to be 'my type.' Tonight, I was gonna make my first move, I didn't know what my first move would be yet, but it was definitely going to be tonight.

         I watched her walk out of the school doors, I was lurking in the darkness, as usual. I followed her home, any creeps who would try to go near her, I would stop them before they got even close to her. She hadn't noticed me, or at least, I don't she had. She was beautiful, I guess. She had (h/c) hair, (e/c) eyes, and (s/c) skin. She was wearing a (f/c) jacket with black stretch pants. She had her hands in her pocket, it was cold out, I could even see my breath when ever I exhaled.

          She had a small house and lived alone, as she walked up to her door, I went outback to the window to her bedroom. I waited. She walked in, unzipping her jacket and letting it fall to the floor. She was wearing a red shirt under that. She sat on her bed and set her alarm clock to 6:00. Damn, I don't even get up that early.. She turned all the lights off in her house then took her shirt and pants off. (No, she's or you're not naked, it's called a bra and.. Sigh. YOU GET IT)

          She laid down on her bed with her body pillow. Her body pillow looked to be memory foam and it was at least 7ft long. (That's what she said) *Lightbulb* IDEA. She cuddled her body pillow and shut her eyes. That's when I teleported inside her house. I quickly replaced her body pillow with ME. I'm a genius. For some odd reason, after I got comfortable, it wasn't dark, so, I pulled my fedora over my eyes. (Where his eyes are suppose to be at least) I only meant to stay for a few minutes, but the sound of her steady breathing made me slowly fall asleep.

Your P.O.V

         I felt like someone was watching me the whole time I walked home, I didn't dare look back though. When I did get home, I realized I had left some lights on. I took off my jacket and set my alarm clock, then turned all the lights off. I got changed into my 'pajamas' and laid on my bed, cuddling with my body pillow, which was like a boyfriend to me. I don't know why, but no guy has ever been attracted to me, or at least hasn't showed it.

          I buried my face in the body pillow and slowly fell asleep. Hopefully I'd have a good dream this time, I usually have nightmares, like, real, terrifying nightmares..
(Dream)
I was running through a meadow of flowers, mostly roses. I loved the scent of roses, I'm assuming the guy in the meadow did too. He was wearing a black trench coat, a black fedora, black jeans, and black boots that almost went up to his knees. He was picking all the roses, he was paper-white, he also wasn't facing me. I walked over to him. "Hi!" He looked at me, he had a smile that spread across his entire face, speaking of his face, he didn't even have eyes or a nose! He stood up, his total height was about 7 ft. The sky turned dark and all the flowers died, except for the red rose he was holding. It gave off a pinkish glow. I was scared but also not really. I reached for the rose-

I woke up, still holding my body pillow close to me. It was just a dream.. I checked the time on my clock 2:59. It wasn't even time to wake up yet, so I tried to go back to bed. My body pillow seemed.. Harder..? I didn't think much of it because it was memory foam. I shifted in my place, putting my head on the body pillow. It was definitely harder than before I went to bed. (That's what she said) I opened my eyes and let them adjust to the darkness. I saw that it wasn't my body pillow at all.. It was the guy from my dream, but I didn't know if he had a face or not because his fedora was pulled over his face. I realized that my head was near his crotch area, so I sat up. I reached for his fedora, as a cold chill went up my spine.

I slowly lifted his fedora off his face, trying not to wake him up. I knew it, he didn't have the rest of his face.. He only had a mouth. I jumped out of bed and threw my clothes on. I had trouble with the doorknob, it made noise whenever I opened the door, so that woke the man up. I sprinted to my front door. I reached for the doorknob and felt an arm grab my wrist. It turned me around to face.. him. I stared up at him, wide eyed. "Sorry if I scared you, I didn't mean to. I'm OffenderMan by the way, but most people call me Offender." He explained. I started to feel not so scared anymore. "I-I'm (y/n)." I managed barely. "Please, don't leave. I don't want to be alone, plus, I only came here for you." He added. "Well, f-fine. You can stay for now, just don't get too close to me without my permission.." I was a tiny bit creeped out by him.

I pushed past him and walked to the living room. How was I going to explain to my friend why I couldn't go shopping with her tomorrow..? I mean, I can't leave him alone in my house, so I couldn't go with (best friend's name) tomorrow. For some reason that reminded me of something. "Offender, how did you get in my house..?" I asked, curiously. "Oh, umm.. I teleported." He admitted. "Teleported?" I laughed, realizing he wasn't laughing. "You're not kidding are you..?" I asked. "No." He said, as he teleported onto my couch. Get your dirty ass off my couch. I thought as I sat down on a kitchen chair. "Make your self at home, I guess.." He turned on the TV but it was staticky. "Damnit, sorry (y/n), I have to go, my brother is around. I'll be back today, maybe." He said, quickly teleporting away.

The TV turned normal and it was on the News channel. I didn't bother trying to go to sleep. Offender has brothers..? The cereal killer is still on the lose! Lock all doors and windows, if you see this man, call 911. It showed a guy with black, shoulder-length, messy hair, a white hoodie, pale skin, and a carved smile that almost went to his ears. I shivered at the sight of his face, at least he had his face. Well, Offender was gone, I guess I could try to fall asleep. I changed the channel and laid down on the couch with a pillow and blanket. I slowly fell asleep once again.

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