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The door creaked as you opened It quickly, rushing to get Inside your freezing apartment. You were cold yourself, It was snowing outside after all. So of course you wanted to get back as quick as you could and warm up with the sweet heating In your little place. But you didn't feel as safe as you used to here, you've been noticing weird shadowy figures appearing In places of your apartment. Paranormal activity could It be? Maybe but you believed It wasn't that.
Anyways, you lock the door behind you and releasing your belongings, feeling a wave of relief wash over you.
Sighing, you walk over to your fireplace, using a match and now your dark room lighting up slightly. You stood up and stepped over to the lightswitch, your eyes feeling sensitive once turning the light on.
The figure appeared again! You jumped back Into the wall as It just... Stood there. It terrified you. The moments of seeing this figure flashed right before your eyes.
Hopping out of the shower, you quickly wrapped a towel around you, hoping It would make you feel warmer. Since your body was missing the hot water. You groaned and picked up your hairbrush by the sink, staring Into the slightly steamed up mirror while brushing through your wet hair. But throwing your hairbrush behind you out of reflex once seeing a random black figure. The object almost hit It but the goddamn thing disappeared so your hairbrush simply bounced off the wall.
Watching the food sizzle In the pan you turned around and leaned back onto the counter, feeling bored, but the smell kept you a little entertained. Maybe you should go on your phone for a bit? But where was It? You had left It next to you now It was gone, you walked away and went around to find your phone. As you were walking down one of your short hallways, your phone was there, on the floor! You jogged up but the figure... was Infront of it, you almost bumping Into It. You jumped back and screamed In fear, It looked at you and then disappeared... Again.
One of those sleepless nights, you shuffled around In your bed. It was either too hot or too cold, no Inbetween. God, you hated that. The sheets were uncomfortable, the whole thing was. You were tired but couldn't sleep. But you felt something shift In your bed, you turned and It was the figure again! You froze and stared, you couldn't see Its face or anything, but It couldn't be human. Right? You was just sleep-deprived, right!? What If you... Just attacked It?
One of your hands headed straight to Its face, you missing It because, what? Disappearing!
Coming back to reality you watched the figure walk closer, "Stay away! Please!" You screamed out as the shadow on It started to disappear. A blonde with pale skin and charismatic eyes. Stockholm syndrome kicking In your face heated up as he grinned. You couldn't help but notice the height difference, but that was stupid to think about now. You could die right now! The seductive male made a soft "Wrrry," noise as he was right now Infront of you, you didn't dare to move. "Don't hurt me, please..." You hiccuped as trying to hold In a sob as best as you could.
"Oh, dear, I'm not going to hurt you," He paused and so silence filled the room.
"Yet." He sighed, sounded pretty cliche to him but pure honesty. Maybe he was going to hurt you. He wasn't too sure of that himself but he wouldn't admit such a thing.
You looked up at him as he looked down at you, he scared you but you felt a little something for him. Even though he's most likely the same person who's been stalking/appearing around your place.
If looks could kill, or even words. Damn.
His eyes were pretty captivating though.
[Part 2?]
