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I groaned and rubbed my eyes as I shoved a spoon full of bubble gum ice cream into my mouth.

I was sitting in one of the booths in the ice cream parlour just staring into space. I had large bags under my eyes from the lack of sleep, thanks to all the over thinking.

My summer vacation had finally started and it had been a week since the masquerade ball.

I had been mentally cursing myself for not having the guts to go to the police when I had the chance but even if I had the guts, wouldn't it have been awkward? I mean, a girl walks into the police station and says 'I want to report that I met the Xavier Connor at the masquerade ball who had danced with me but then sped off in his ride to God knows where? I just hope you catch him because I'm a big sissy and I'm scared shitless.' That was certainly not going to happen.

I don't know if they would find him but I would find myself in a therapy ward at some hospital and that won't do any good to my fathers sky high reputation here.

After much thinking, I have finally decided to forget what happened, to completely ignore it but no matter how hard I try I just can't erase the memory, not even a single detail, it's like it had been burned into my skin and was to remain there for the rest of my life.

I also have this feeling of being watched all the time which I think comes with this entire package. Lucky me, right?

A sigh escapes my lips as I got up and threw my ice cream away on the way out of the parlour. When I made my way home, it was 4:30 pm and I had spent most of the day outside, not wanting to be alone.

It was like someone was lurking in the corner, ready to pounce at me every time I went to have a shower or open the closet. It was a shit feeling.

My parents went on a business trip this morning for a month leaving me all alone, don't get me wrong if it was any other day I would be over the moon but because of the event that took place about a week ago, I was terrified, more than that I was scared out of my god damn mind!

You must be thinking I'm overreacting, but let me tell you, you wouldn't be in a much better condition than me if you found out that you met a cold hearted monster who kills innocent families and children and bombs places for a living just because he's bored! And that's on a good day... God no wonder he told me about his business.

I shake my head getting these thoughts out of my mind.

Think positive.

I was half way home when I heard a set of foot steps behind me. My heart beat quickened and a cold sweat started to run down my forehead. Soon my house came into sight but the sound of the footsteps became more audible. I took a few deep breaths before going along with my instincts.

1, 2, 3, run.

I broke out running to my house, I reached the front door and hurriedly went inside. I locked the door and pressed my back against it trying to catch my breath.

After a few minutes my breathing finally became even. I made my way towards the window and peeked out from the corner but no one was there.

I rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand and looked back outside again. Nothing.

Just paranoia, I convinced myself as I sighed with relief and laughed whole-heartedly.

I looked at my appearance in the living room mirror and the only thing I could say was I looked absolutely horrible. My hair was all messy and pointing out in all directions like a bird's nest and not to mention my clothes, which were drenched in sweat and was sticking to my body.

After staring at myself for a few more minutes just made my way to my room and decided to take a bath, a long comforting bubble bath sounded just perfect right now.

But as soon as I opened my bedroom door my eyes widened and breathing quickened.

What the hell?

I stared at my room in horror

Every where you could see there were red roses.

My bed was covered with what looked like thousands of them.

"Who the hell would do this?" I thought as I cautiously made my way towards the bed. I stared at the roses, when suddenly a white piece of paper caught my eye, neatly folded at the corner of the bed.

An envelope.

I grabbed it and carefully examined it. My name was written on the front side of the envelope in a messy font. 

I tore it open taking out the letter from its protective covering and began reading each and every word carefully.

Dear Aubrey,

I can't stop thinking about you since the first day we met. I can't forget your beautiful hazel eyes, your plump lips and your beautiful long hair. You're the only thing on my mind. I've never felt this way about anyone before.

Every time I think of you, I go in a trance and forget the world around me. I have been watching you for a week now and every little thing you do makes my heart beat faster.

I want to spend my entire life with you.

I love you my dear Aubrey and I will always be there watching you from a distance.

However if you tell anyone about anything in this letter I will have to take drastic measures and kill them. I'm sorry if you find this disturbing but I don't like taking risks.

Yours and only yours,

~Xavier

I looked at the letter twice, even thrice sinking every word in as if it was my death warrant, which it sort of was. Soon my knees gave out and I fell on the carpet as tears began to stream down my cheek.

What did he mean?

Was he stalking me?! I guess it wasn't paranoia after all. Shit, shit, shit I should have gone to the police when I had the chance. What am I going to do now? I am so stupid.

I hurriedly grabbed my phone and was about to call Jessie and Gina when I remembered the last part of the letter, 'If you tell anyone about anything I will be forced to take drastic measures and kill them.'

I place the phone back beside me and curled up in a ball and cried and cried for God knows how long.

Why me, I thought when I finally got myself together.

There are so many beautiful girls out there, I'm just plain ordinary me. 

I wiped the tears from my face and began getting rid of this stuff as a load of thoughts invaded my mind.

I grasped the note he gave me and tore it in half. Then I ripped off the bed sheet, wrapped the roses in it and threw it in the dustbin outside. After a few minutes my room was clean without a trace of even a single rose.

Grabbing my pajamas, I made my way into the bathroom. As the bathtub filled with warm water, I stared at myself in the mirror, my eyes were bloodshot and swollen from crying. I sighed and stripped from my clothes and made my way to the bathtub. Lying in it for a few minutes.

I take a deep breath before completely dunking in it and holding my breath and closing my eyes. Opening my eyes, I spot a figure over the water, making me panic and resurface. Whilst gulping down a deep breath, my eyes dart around the room, trying to locate the figure. 

Tears filled my eyes as I cried in the bathtub. The cries soon turned to violent sobs as I tried to fight through them and get a grip of myself. I don't know what's happening to me, I'm being so paranoid. 

After a few minutes I came out of the bathroom exhausted, wearing some comfy clothes with my hair in a messy bun, I lazily made my way to my bed. I quickly got underneath the cover and let sleep envelope me in its warm embrace as a tear escaped my eye. I knew this was just the beginning. He was the hunter and I was the prey, and there was only one way that this would end... with someone dead.

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