I woke up feeling exhausted ,every minute my fear kept increasing thinking that my stalker might be back. I woke up twice to ensure whether I locked my window and door properly.This feeling of being watched makes me feel sick to the pit. After calming and taking deep breaths I finally left bed and went down for breakfast.

               “Good morning, Brother”

               “Hey sis, are you okay? You look tired??

               “Yes, am fine. I just spent the whole night watching movies”. I wish I could just tell him the truth about the stalker .

               “I’ll be back by 8 ,don’t forget to have your breakfast “

               “Ok bye. I love you”

               “I love you too archie”.

               As soon as my bro left, I threw myself on the sofa and played my fav movie while having pancakes. My brother makes killer pancakes, so fluffy and soft that they just melt in my mouth. Suddenly my phone rang indicating a message.

               “Hey Baby girl. Good morning. Why do u look so tired? Did my thoughts keep you awake? I hope that is the only possible explanation unless you are hiding something from me. You better behave or else you know what I might do. And baby girl why is it that you always tell your bro that you love him but not me? Jealousy is a very dangerous feeling. It makes people kill others. Don’t worry, I will teach you and mould you the way I want very soon. You are coming home baby , coming home to me very soon. Can’t wait to wake up every day and see your beautiful face and start my day by fucking you into oblivion. Always remember archie, YOU ARE MINE AND MINE ALONE.

-Your Stalker”

               My eyes widened and my mouth opened in shock. My breathing increased, my whole body feels as it stopped working. I don’t know how to react or what to think. I was numb. Tears kept rolling down. I closed my eyes and started telling myself that everything will be okay.

              All of a sudden, I felt a pang in my stomach and rushed into the washroom and pucked all I ate. After an hour of crying, I finally pulled myself up. I cannot stay at home and let someone else decide what am supposed to do. So I called my friend and made plans to go out. As my friend says alcohol mixed with dance is the best remedy for any problem, hence decided to go to a club.

               I hurriedly took a bath and dressed in a black shimmery dress which was too short compared to my other dresses. I wanted to forget what all has happened and let myself loose. The cut in the front, showing off my cleavage made me feel bold about myself. Before leaving I left a note on the fridge letting my brother know am out with my friend.

               When we entered the club, all my senses were in alert. The loud music, smell of alcohol and people swaying their hips made me feel alive. We directly went to the bar and ordered our drinks. Four shots down, we started swaying our hips, laughing for no reason. I noticed a guy starring at me and asked him if he would like to dance with me. We swayed our hips to the rhythm. I can feel his hand snaking down my ass. This made me forget all about my stalker or so I thought.