Chapter 3
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She looked at me and smiled. "Thanks for coming with me to the mall. Brandon was supposedly to come with me but he was called to work."
I just nodded slowly and smiled. "No problem, what are best friends for?" I grinned.
She puts her mocha slowly down and puts on a serious face. "April?"
"Yes?" I slowly asked.
"Don't you think that it would be for the best if you just slept at my, our place for some weeks?" She stares at me.
"Aww... are you worried about me?" I cooed while pinching her cheek.
She slowly pushed my hand away. "April I'm serious. If there's really a killer at loose who has it out on the company then he may slowly kill us off one by one and seeing that he killed three people from our department he may has some grudge against our department."
Damn I hate it when she is being super sharp. I can't have her figuring it out cause that could get her killed, plus I'm sure that private number (I really have to come up with a name for him) has some type of listening device on my phone so he may have heard the conversation.
"C'mon Cher you're being too overprotective. I assure you that I can take care of myself, also I don't want to become a third wheel." I said the last part with a scrunched up face. The last time I was a third wheel it was horrible. It was pretty much after they just started dating. They were literally all up in each other faces and I had to stand there and witness all of it.
And I'm sure that it's going to be awful now that they are living together. Don't get me wrong I love those two to death but I am not going through that again.
She leaned back a little bit. "You're not going to be a third wheel, even better Brandon said that you had no choice after hearing what happened. If I'm overprotective then just wait when Brandon gets you." She smirked.
Ughh stupid Brandon for being such a protective jack ass. "No, really it's fine. If anything I'm sure that the killer will not even kill us." I waved it off.
She raised her eyebrows. "Oh...really? How are you so sure about that?" She questioned as she hunched over the table.
'Because the killer is my freaking stalker who just is madly "in love" with me and who will only kill the people that I love if I somehow misbehave. In short he won't kill as long I don't rub him in the wrong places.' But of course I couldn't say any of that
"Just think about it. Those three people that he had killed were horrible people and you know it. That's why I think he had a grudge especially towards only those three. But yeah we wouldn't know that for sure unless he kills someone else from the department." I took another sip while averting my eyes from her.
She leaned back in her chair again and scratches her head in confusion. "I guess you're right."
'YES!' I made an imaginary fist bump.
I felt her grabbing my hand. Causing me to look in to her eyes. "But promise me that you will immediately call one of us if something goes wrong." I could only nod at that with guilt in my heart for lying to my best friend.
…
After going our separate ways I waited for my bus at the bus stop.
Private number: "I hate how sharp your friend can be."
I groaned.
April: "Do you have to disturb me even when I'm playing my game? Also anyone would have said the same thing, you know? I'm just happy that she didn't say anything about the ominous message that you had left behind on the bodies."
Private number: "First of yes. I don't want those stupid games to damage your pretty brain. Also I'm sure that your capable of getting your 'bestie' off track. If you want her head still be attached to her body that is."
April: "You can be a real piece of shit, you know that?"
Private number: "Only for you baby ;)."
Can this person get any more annoying?
A sudden gust of wind came blowing past me causing me to drop my phone in a startled yelp.
Ugh come on April this is not the time for you to be a klutz. I crouched down to grab my phone. I checked to see if my phone was okay. I let out a relieved breath as I didn't see any cracks on my screen.
As I slowly looked up I could see on the other side of the bus stop a dark figure standing in the alleyway. From what I could see he looked at least 6 feet 5, he was covered in a track suit or a hoodie. He wore dark sunglasses and his mouth was covered with a mouth cap, so I couldn't make out his face. He also wore a black cap.
With his arms crossed he was leaning against the wall looking my way or at least that's what it seems like. He pulled out his phone and started to type something; as soon as he was done I could feel my phone vibrating in my hand.
I was frozen in place. That must have been a coincidence, right?
Seeing how I wasn't moving an inch he wrote something again, and again my phone started to vibrate.
That also must have been a coincidence, right?
He was getting tired of my behavior so he pulled out his phone and pointed at it telling me to read his messages.
I just shook my head refusing that this is really happening. He started to point at his phone even more vigorously urging me to read it now. I just kept shaking my head even more vigorously. I was just scared an confused. Scared that my stalker is going to do something to me; confused to why he even was here.
He stopped pointing at his phone. Instead he took his thumb and made a slicing gesture at his neck indicating that I either could read his stupid messages or that he would kill someone again if I don't.
I took a big shaky breath and started to look at his messages.
Private number: "You can be such a cute klutz sometimes."
Private number: "Why? did my presence shook you that much?"
I looked up again and was relieved that he was still standing there.
April: "Why are you here?"
Private number: "Keeping check on my honey."
April: "Why? Are you that scared that I would say something to Cher about you?"
Private number: "Lmao, no. I could easily kill her if I have to."
April: "Well you scared the soul out of me. I thought that you were here to kidnap me or something." I laughed awkwardly.
Private number: "You would have been already drugged and in the back of my car if that was the case."
…and I stopped laughing.
April: "Great to know that…"
My bus arrived at the bus stop. I made sure to keep my eyes on my stalker as I was stepping in the bus; to make sure that he wouldn't do anything crazy.
He just calmly waved me off as the bus started to drive again.
I slouched back into the bus seat as realization had sunken in that I just had seen my stalker. Well I haven't really seen him, but he sure is fucking real.
Not was I only pretty disturbed by this interaction I was also convinced that he was capable of lot of things such as that... if he wanted to that he could spirit me away at any moment.
But why was he really there? He said that he was checking up on me, but we both know for a fact that there's a listening and tracking device on my phone. So what's there to check on me for? Or has he always just been following me?
'Aaaggghh I don't know!' I scratched my head in annoyance making my already tangled hair even more tangled up.
I huffed in defeat.
April: "Hey, why were you there?"
Private number: "Doesn't my little kitten know that curiosity killed the cat? I was there to see if you would do something stupid."
April: "Yeah, but does my little crazy stalker know that satisfaction brought the cat back to life?"
Private number: "Lol you're so cute."
I didn't replay to that message. But something stupid? I am sure that he means something that would let Cher know of his existence. Hmm…wait…a note? He can't see what I am doing with my phone, so giving a note to Cher telling her what's really going on would put him in a tight spot! So that means that there is a way out of this! And that's the reason why he came to "check" on me!
Private Number: "Just so that you know. I've installed cameras at your friend's place too. So if I even see a glimpse of a paper shining through my screen you would wish that you would have never done that."
Really!? Does he have a fucking microphone in my brain too!?
April: "I would never~~"
Private number: "How cute this behavior may be. I will really cause a massacre if you do it."
April: "Yeah…no note."
Back to zero I guess.
