Chapter 8
Abby smirked, her evil feeling bubbled inside her, it was a feeling she quite enjoyed.
So you need my assistance to help you with catching a stalker?" Abby asked, her evil expression growing more and more. She laughed her evil laugh as she came up with a plan to catch the person.
"Yes. Yesterday someone was following me and Claira in the woods. I have had a feeling of being watched recently and that was the last straw," Zimed said to Abby.
She rubbed her hands together, a plan formed in her mind. Her evil expression grew the more she thought of it.
"I will come up with a plan... So long as I know what they are after," Abby said, staring at Zimed.
He paused for a moment. Then he said, "I'll have to ask Claira before I can tell you."
"That's fine. But I want an answer soon or no plan," said Abby.
He was nervous now. How will he explain this to Claira? He thought of this as he walked to Claira's house. Did she too feel watched? Would she understand? How would she react?
He walked through Claira's front door. He was allowed to do so, because of the fact that he was dating Claira and was welcome in the house. He got more nervous as he realized there is no turning back now.
"Claira," he called out, not sure exactly where she was in the house.
She rounded the corner from the living room. When she saw Zimed she stopped, and looked at him confused.
"What are you doing here Zimed? Is there something wrong?" she asked.
"Well.. I don't know whether to say it's bad... It's sorta both... Good and bad..." Zimed said, scratching the back of his head nervously. "But can we sit down. It might take awhile to explain... Preferably somewhere private," Zimed continued.
"Ok," Claira said, "Follow me." She headed upstairs to where her room was.
Zimed sat down on a chair, Claira sat on her bed, facing each other.
"So I have a question... Have you felt watched recently?" Zimed asked.
Claira looked away and said, "Yes... I have. Why?"
"Because I have a way to find the person. But we have to tell Abby our secret," Zimed said, lowering his voice.
Claira froze for a moment. Her eyes widened. She didn't expect him to say that.
"But why? I mean why does she need to know our secret?" Claira asked.
"She need to know our secret, because then she can come up with a plan depending on our situation," answered Zimed.
Claira thought for a moment. "Fine. Let's tell her," she said, standing up.
Zimed stood up, walked up to Claira, hugged her, kissed her on top of her head, and said, "It'll be ok. I won't let anything happen to us."
She hugged him back and said, "I know you won't."
