The flowers on the other side of the road

Chapter twelve

I find the table number two, and take a seat.

On every table is a box flowers.

The table I was seated at the flowers were red roses.

They smelt amazing.

As I was smelling them I noticed something white hidden in the box of flowers.

I leave it because maybe it was just a but of rubbish .

A waitress comes around and asks what I would like.

May I please have a skim milk cappuccino and a slice of banana bread please.

The waitress takes my order and goes inside.

This white thing is really making me think.

Finally I get the courage to get this white thing out of the flowers.

It is an envelope like a card.

I rip open the envelope with no patience what so ever.

Inside this mysterious envelope lies a piece of paper.

It hasn't been typed or even nicely written it has been scribbled and done in a rush.

It says;

I'm sorry about everything that has happened you deserved better.

I will always love you.

I shove the piece of paper into my had bag.

I'm clueless, who is this from.

No hints nothing.

My brain isn't working nothing is coming to mind.

A lady brings out my order.

It is so nearly presented.

I feel a stabbing pain in my back.

I look behind me and there is that man staring at me.

As soon as he noticed that I knew he was staring at me he just kept walking.

I felt really uncomfortable so I moved inside the cafe.

On top of the piece of paper, there is some kind of a stalker.

It is really scaring me.

Please don't judge me for this but as we aren't the richest family I don't have a mobile phone. Sounds dumb right but I guess I live without it.

But I wish I had a phone now due to the possibility that this man could be a pedophile.

I just eat my piece of banana bread and as the windows are tinted from far away it is a mirror but I can see out of it.

This man has come around the corner looking for me.

Because he couldn't see me he walked off.

Phew that is so scary I quickly eat and drink then I leave the bill on the table and walk off.

I sorta walk out of the shop and then as I get onto the path I start running.

Sprinting even I am so scared.

I don't know whether to tell Monica because I don't even know who this man is.

I reach the house .

I stop for a second and lean against the door puffing.

I stand there for a moment and then knock on the door.

5,10,15 minutes later and still now answer.

I wonder where Monica is.

I turn the doorknob and the door is unlocked.

I open the door and as my door is old it creaks.

As it creaks I cringe.

I step inside lash around quickly shut the door and lock it.

As I go down the hall way I drop my bag on the floor running around screaming Monica.

I searched every room and to my relief Monica was just asleep having a nap.

I was freaking out but luckily when I witnessed that my heart slowed down its pace.

Monica looked freezing she had no blankets on.

I go and grab her a blanket and lay it on top of her.

I walk I my rom to read 'midnight memories'.

I haven't read it in ages.

Instead I have been crying myself to sleep due to the loss of my mum.

I am about 9 chapters from finishing 'midnight memories' and gosh I really need a sequel to it.

Something makes me jump.

The sound of banging of pots and pans rings through my ears.

It is coming from the kitchen.

I run the fastest I have ever fun before and in the kitchen is pots all ofer the floor and the back door is wide open.

My mouth drops, have we been robbed.

I looked around the kitchen and there in one of the pots on the floor lies another envelope.

It feels like someone is purposely putting these here for me.

I am so scared I grab the letter and shove it in my pocket.

Monica comes running in.

Her reaction was exactly like mine.

Monica's mouth wide open.

She asked me what happened.

I don't know maybe we were robbed or intruded but I am so scared, the person went through the back door and Monica do they want to kill me or hurt us.

Honey don't freak out it will be fine it was probably just a stray cat scrambling around looking for food.

I act calm but deep inside I feel like someone is purposely trying to scare me or find me and the thought of that jitters my bones.

I go to my room and sit there and then I rip out the note and open the envelope.

The piece of paper says

Don't worry I am not here to hurt you.

These notes are freaking me out every time I receive one.

I wonder who this is from.

Maybe an old boyfriend.

That may be a possibility.

But no matter what this is scaring me.

Loosing my mum had wrecked my life.

I don't want anything more to happen.