You Call it Stalking, I Call it Love

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She cut me off "It's fine. I get it. Its painful and just hard to accpet." She said in understanding as i felt relived.

"Also thanks for punching dad in the face. Literally made my day when i found out what you had done." She said smiling as i chuckled. "No problem. Us women gotta protect and defend ourselves you know."

"Anyway we're here." she said as i looked at Seunghee unnie's apartment. It was so small and i felt so guilty for leaving them here.

I'm such a pathetic daughter i swear to god i would have killed myself already if i were mom.

"Thats weird. Mom said she'd wait outside since she didn't want to sit in the cramped area inside." Seunghee unnie said as i looked at the apartment suspiciously.

Something is wrong.

Looks like Seunghee unnie got the idea too and told me to wait in the car as she checked out the are to make sure we were safe.

Perhaps it's dad...?

"Unnie!" I screamed as i saw her fall onto the ground.

I got out of the car and made may way to her. I'm not sure what had happened but while i was looking around something must have hit her.

Or someone.

I sat down besides her, blood poured and dripped down her head. Something hit her head.

I was so focused on Seunghee that i didn't notice something moving in the shadows.

It's when i heard the crunch of an autumn leave that i was pulled out of my trance.

The area was dead silent. No one was around.

I couldn't run either. I can't leave my family, not again.

So i slowly stood up keeping a look out for something unusual.

Gosh, is this dad's way of getting back at us? Cause it's not funny.

"I-is anyone there..." I stuttered, feeling chills go down my spine as the silence stayed still.

Seunghee unnie was breathing and thankfully alive, but i wasn't sure where mom and thats what bothered me most.

Gosh i should call the police.

I thought as i quickly grabbed my phone out of my pocket.

Before i could even enter my passcode, my phone was thrown out of my hands and landed broken on the front porch.

A hand wrapped itself around my waist and i felt something cold touch my neck which i realized was a hard metal knife.

"If you want your family to live, you better keep your hands were i can see them." Whispered a dark voice behind me.

His breath hit my neck as i felt my heart ramming in my chest. I was scared out of my wits and i could hardly think straight.

"Follow me quietly or you'll lose your own life next." He whispered as i felt my breath hitch. Gosh, what is this? I'm hoping its just a prank and that my mom and sister will just pop out of nowhere and say "Gotchu!"

But i guess this is the real shit huh?

He pulled me inside the apartment and locked the door. He kept leading me upstairs to my what im assuming is my sister's bedroom.

The whole area was a mess. Broken glass, Shards of broken wood, the living room didn't even look like a living room, the whole scene made me feel so scared.

What did this psycho do with my mom? Did he hurt her? I hope she's okay.

"Keep moving." The guy said in a firm tone, making me shudder. I did as he said, not daring to risk my life, i have too much to lose.

But if i don't get out of here something worse could happen. I don't mind me getting hurt but if he does something to my mom or my sister i'll never forgive myself.

I opened the bedroom door as per his order and we entered, the knife still resting by my neck, ready to slash at any sign of disobedience.

I looked in the mirror foe the mer second that he let lose of the knife, i saw his face amd gasped.

It's thats guy.

My stalker.

He heard me and already noticed that i had seen his face.

He turned me around harshly and i felt the knife cut through a part of my forearm accidentally.

"I told you to not do anything!" He yelled as i screamed for my dear life.

But instead of my own blood being splattered on the walls i the stalker cough up blood.

I hadn't realized that while screaming my sister has entered the room and hit the back of his head with a wooden chair.

His eyes rolled back, trying to maintain his calm. I looked at my sister horrified.

No, no, no, no, no.

Not here, not now.

He let go of me as he slowly turned towards my sister who dropped the chair, fear evident in her eyes.

He jumped on her, as she screamed.

"Unnie!" I yelled trying to get him off my elder sister.

He punched her in face as she lost coinscience. "Leave her alone!" I yelled as his pushed me off, forcing me to hit the dressing table. Hard.

"You fucking bitches! Just stay still will you!" He yelled grabbing me by my arms and throwing me on the bed harshly.

He jumped on top of me before i could move out of the way. I tried getting out of his grib but he just held on harder making me wince in pain.

It hurt.... so bad.

"You finally belong to me now, my love." He said grinning like a mad man as tears escaped my eyes.

He face was inches away from mine and i felt numbness in my legs. I couldn't move them anymore.

He kissed my neck as i felt hot fresh tears run down my face and onto his cheek.

I couldn't take it anymore

"You're mine." He said as i screamed loudly.

I've finally met him.

My stalker.



Good or eh? I felt like i kinda rushed into this plot of the story but whatever, whats done is done.

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~Hazsl

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