Falling In Love With My Stalker.

1: Stalker.

"...I know right? It's so frustrating. That creepy stalker of mine wont leave me alone." Cassandra continued to spoke through the phone, while I'm here trying to listen to her babbles as I  sulk in my room, recovering from my heart break.

I never knew that my long term boyfriend will cheat on me. For 3 years of relationship, I thought we were doing okay. But I was wrong, since I'm so devoted into my 'no fucking till college is over' thing, he was really frustrated in me. I think he only dated me because he wanted to take an advantage to my body and for his pleasure. But 3 years? And he was sneaking up behind my back, fucking another female? Just what a fucking asshole he is, I am not going to let myself to cry over him, but... My fucking emotions are so stubborn.

I hate you Ken.

"Helloooo? Are you still there, Aurora?" Cassie said, dragging me away from my thoughts.

I hummed in response, "Yeah, just tired." I mumbled. I am mentally and physically damn tired from all of the crying and sulking, I can get a Grammy award from this, this too much heart break and drama.

"You should rest, and you girl are coming with me tomorrow." She said.

"What? Why?" I questioned, I hope it's not a party invitation from her, I dont want to deal with this.

"There's a house party from the Moore's and I am thrilled to go, and this is going to help. Loosen up, drink, and have fun. You need to get rest from this drama." She chuckles lighting up the mood.

Surprise surprise. I sighed, rubbing my temples, "I'll think about it." I breathed.

Even at the phone, I can see her beaming and smiling, her smiles and laughs are highly contagious, making me smile just to think of it.

"Yeeeeeeeeeeeyyy, it's going to be held tomorrow night, so I'm coming over toms and get you ready, yea?" She says, I hummed.

"Sure sure, bye babe." I said.

"Bye bye, love you loads."

She hung up, leaving me and my thoughts as I lay on my bed. From the relationship I had with my ex, Ken the bastard, I only wanted a good relationship. Call me a cliche person but, I want those holding hands, cuddles, kissing foreheads and cheeks, dates, hang outs, and other cliche romantic ways. I wanted to feel loved, I wanted to give the affection to someone who needed it the most, and I wanted to feel the same from them.

Is it hard for you to give me what I need, universe?

After what it seemed like hours of thinking, I finally drifted into sleep.

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Yeah not a good morning start. I felt something crawling inside of my shirt, I bolted up in the air, making screeching sounds. Yeah sorry neighbors, this is a major effing problem.

There's a fucking roach inside of my shirt.

I panicked, smacking my shirt, lifting it up and down to make it go away. And my prayers were answered, the roach flew away to my desk. I rolled my notebook, ready to smack it.

"FOR NARNIA!!!!" I smacked the notebook to the roach, splattering it. I scrunched my nose upwards with a frown in my face, that notebook is newly bought and now it's in the fucking trash. I took a glance at my phone to see the time, it's 6 am. It's so early for school, 2 hours are worth it.

I decided to take a shower, like a long long shower. I was still shuddering in disgust because of the splattered roach in my trash can.

When I got out, my phone rang. I raised a brow as I reached it out from my nightstand.

Unknown Number Calling. . .

This might be important or not, but nevertheless, I still answered it.

"Hello?" I heard nothing so I kept reaching out.

"Uhm... Who is this?" I asked.

"Your stalker." After a long silence, the unknown caller responded. I widened my eyes as a shiver ran down to my spine, stalker? Of mine? I immediately analyzed the voice, it's a man. He sounds so delicious-- wait what?

I finally found my voice, with a shaky breath, I asked; "...My stalker?"

The man chuckled, his voice is so handsomely deep that can give me chills, "Why sound so surprised? You should pay more attention at your surrounding, so much creeps were following your every move, thank me later that I took care of it."

Creeps? I have more stalkers? I mean, I may be popular on instagram, facebook or any social media platforms but, Cassie was just the one who kept nagging me to create one so I could find a sugar daddy or whatever she calls it. I dont even know how I got so many followers when I just post random pictures of mine or more random shit.

"What do you mean you took care of it?" I asked, no longer a little scared from him.

"I cant tell you that, my darling." Oooooooohhh Darling... I'm having a Deja Vu right now, hello Zero Two. Take me please.

"Hmmm, so what's the purpose of you calling me? To brag how you took care of my stalkers? I dont give a fuck about it, and if someone attacks me, that would be my problem not yours." I spat.

Silence. I rolled my eyes, getting pissed a little already.

"Dont say something you'll regret saying, Aurora." He said darkly, I widened my eyes how he says my name like he said it in a million times.

But meh, who cares? I played along, "Ooooooooohh am scared." I said in a playful tone, "Oh really? What're you going to do about it?" I asked.

"I'll make you regret everything and take you with me," He stated, left me a little scared. Take me with him? No way. I aint going with a stalker.

"Soon." He continued.

I ended up the call, blocking the number. Should I call the police?

Oh shit. This is going to be a messy.