I had made it down to the foyer in no time, when I had looked at my phone I saw the time; 12:59. I had made it one minute early so I walked to the opening door and leaned up against the wall.
I was stood there for 1 minute and Logan walked out, he looked around for two seconds and saw me. He rushed over. And before I could ask what he wanted he started to talk.
"Okay I'm sorry for bringing you out so late, I need to tell you something" he paused "It's about Jackson"
"What!?" I just looked at him in shock.
"Okay I'm sorry but he has been stalking you for ages now" he looked at me with a frown
"What?! I'm supposed to believe you?" I said
"Look I can't say much now but I'll give you my number and I'll send proof" he looked around him like he was being followed.
"Why do you think I'm going to believe you?" I said getting annoyed
"Like I just said, I'll send proof. He has things about you that you haven't told him yet up in his room, he knows exactly what your room looks like" he said
"How the hell do you know? I have been in his room there was nothing that related to me in there" I said
"Look he tells me everything and when I heard your name I freaked, I didn't know who you were because I have never seen any pictures of you but, Jackson has taken many, he told me that he was going to send a box to you."
I was surprised
"How do you know about the box?" I asked
"Because Jackson told me! Has he already sent them?" he said getting annoyed.
"Yes I got a box of pictures but if it was Jackson he would have told me," I said getting a bit confused
"Oh my gosh, that's the thing he WON'T tell you. How long have you two been together?"
"Like three days" I replied
"And are there things you haven't told him?"
"Yes... like this and the box of photos, he just thinks it's a box of jewellery and clothes"
"No, he doesn't he knows that the box is full of photos. He has been in your room, Amelia!"
"Uhhhh, yeah I know I let him in" I said "I need to get back before Jackson notices I'm gone, bye"
I started to walk away but I was stopped.
"Will you at least take my number and I can show you proof?" he said looking at me
"Ugh, fine," I said taking the paper
I walked back inside the building and back up to our room, Jackson was awake.
"What were you doing up Amelia?" he said sleepily
"I was thirsty and I needed a drink. Sorry for waking you" I lied
"Okay, night"
I hopped back into bed. What Logan had said to me was in my head all night. Maybe I should tell Jackson about the box and see what his reaction will be. I fell asleep.
YOU ARE READING
Running from my Stalker
Teen FictionAmelia is just a normal 17-year-old girl, she goes to a normal high school and she is in a normal class. Everything in her life is normal... until she meets Jackson.