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for a few weeks now i felt as if i was being watched.

i tried to ignore it i really did but lately i can't help but think that someone might actually just be watching me, stalking me to be more specific.

every time i dared to tell someone about it they shut it down just as quickly as i started talking, so maybe i was really just reading into it a bit too much, i highly doubt that someone would actually waste 24 hours a day just to gawk at me all day doing absolutely nothing. but there was still this constant feeling of being watched haunting me.

no there was no one stalking me that would be absurd everyone has this feeling im just reading into it way too much. i combed my long black hair into a high ponytail and put on my jacket as well as some shoes and finally closed the front door behind me.

a cold breeze swept into my clothes making me shiver the slightest bit. i quickened my way to my local supermarket desperately trying to escape the cold December air.

as soon as i step foot into my local shop the warmth surrounds me immediately lighting up my mood for a few seconds.

i quickly make my way to the candy aisle ignoring the many glares thrown my way from strangers as i walk past them, okay maybe it wasn't such a great idea to leave my house in pjs.

i quickly grab a few capri suns and hurriedly make my way to the cashier wanting to leave this fucking store as quickly as possible besides the many stares i got i felt someone watching me again, watching me way to deeply for my liking.

i payed no attention to where i was walking, since i was way too focused into my non stop running thoughts.

to my disliking these thoughts where cut short when i crashed into something, someone to be more specific.

i let my eyes wander up, ready to apologise. „Oh Yasin, it's you" i sighed in relief.

„Hey aya how you've been?" he smiled down at me before he pulled me into a warm hug. „ good thanks, i was just getting my usual load of capri sun." i smiled back.

„yeah i can see that." he chuckled as he looked down at my arms carrying 6 capri suns. „ so listen , im getting off my shift in about 15 minutes you wanna grab a drink?" he muttered out his cheeks redding the slightest bit.

„i'm not really wearing the right attire,
now am i?" i looked down at my pjs. „oh yeah, well we could always just go back to my place instead, i thought that maybe we could get to know each other a bit more." he retorts.

maybe that would help me get those stalker thoughts out of my mind. „ you know what yeah sure i'm just going to wait in front of the store if that's fine with you."

„yeah go ahead i'll hurry up." he made his way back to the aisle he was working in and i made my way out the store stepping back into the cold.

i leaned against the store wall, closing my eyes the slightest bit enjoying the sound of rain dripping onto the stone cold ground.

i shifted on my feet, glancing around for any sign of yassin. the parking lot was unusually empty, its raining and i'm all alone in my fucking pijamas, the supermarket sign flickered above me as i hugged myself against the cold.

an expensive car rolled to a stop nearby looking out of place next to the supermarket with flickering lights, its headlights cutting through the darkness, nearly fucking blinding me.

the car door slammed open and a tall man approached through the darkness. it looked like he was heading straight for me, wait no scratch that he was actually heading straight for me.

My breath hitched, i took a step back, pressing myself against the cold wall of the store. the rain dripped onto my cheeks sending shivers up my spine, but it was nothing compared to the venom crawling up my chest at the sight of the man.