003. My stalker

Raven

I stuffed the last of my books into the trunk of my car. They are the reason I came back home, actually. I needed my books, and thank goodness I did, or I wouldn't have found out about Holly.

“ Bye, mummy? ” Leah waved at me and I picked her up.

“ I'll be back soon, okay. ” I placed a kiss on her cheeks and put her down.

Maya didn't make a move; she's the bubbly type, always wanting hugs and cuddles, but now she's looking reserved.

I ignored her resistance to picking her up and placed a kiss on her cheeks.“ I'll often visit.” I told her, hoping to make her smile, but she just remained blank.

A pained smile spread across my lips as I put her down. She'll get over it, hopefully. I bid my family goodbye one more time before hitting the road.

By the time I got to my dorm, the maple tree was being cut down. I was so relieved to see that the security finally heeded my pleas. Now, I just need to change my lock.

I pressed in my password and the door clicked open. I had my Air pods on to block out the loud noise coming from the chainsaw.

I paused as the familiar and dreaded cologne hit my nostrils. Why was the scent here? It's fucking broad daylight!

I wanted to back out of the room and call security but the next moment I heard a click behind me.

My breath got caught in my throat as I remained rooted to the ground. I could feel the menacing presence behind me, even with Charlie Puth's music blasting in my ears.

My windows were locked, the curtains were drawn, the door was locked, and he was behind me. Even if I screamed, no one would hear me over the blaring chainsaw.

I felt his presence come closer, the smell of sandalwood filling my nostrils again. My stomach twisted in horror and my survival instincts kicked in.

I bolted towards the window. If I could open the curtains and yell, then someone should see me, but I hadn't even made three steps when my feet lifted off the floor with a gloved hand pressed over my mouth, muffling down my screams.

I was thrown roughly on the bed, and a huge figure towered above me. Tears trickled down my cheeks as my whole body thrashed about trying to free myself.

He held me in place, and for the first time, I could see his eyes clearly. They were grey like smoke. He had only his eyes exposed, a hoodie over his head, but a mass of black hair peeking through.

Slowly, he let go of my mouth and straddled me, kneeling on my palms on both sides of the bed.

“ Please… ” I groaned, pain ripping through the muscles in my arm.

I couldn't move an inch. He brought his arm to my face, grazing a finger along my cheek. I tilted my face away, a sob escaping my lips.

“ Let me go…..is it the money you want? I can give you any amount, just name your price! ” I stuttered desperately as I started to panic.

He started trailing his fingers down my neckline. I gasped for breath as he moved further downwards.

“ Stop!….. I'm going to tell the cops. ” Then I started yelling, but my voice got muffled by the noise coming from the chainsaw and falling branches.

He removed the glove from his right hand and the moment his bare hands touched my skin, I shuddered. His fingers were cold. He dipped his hands into my button-up shirt and into my bra.

“ Fucking stop!..... Please,” I screamed, my heart hammering so loudly against my chest.

His fingers grazed my nipple, and it sent waves of electricity to my brain, mixed with fear of what he was going to do to me.

He continued rubbing circles on the bud, his grey eyes never leaving mine. I fought it, I fought hard to not feel the sensation of pleasure, but I'm only human.

“Get your hands off my breasts ... you pervert. I'm reporting to the cops, I'm telling my husband…. I'm…” He suddenly chuckled.

The first sound he made was raw and terrifying. He bent forward, our foreheads almost touching as he continued his assault.

My body shouldn't be reacting this way, like his touch was familiar, like I was enjoying this because I wasn't. He was harassing me without my consent and I hate it. I hate that I was helplessly letting my body respond.

It's not right.

His breath fanned my cheeks as he bent closer and then he spoke. Barely audible, but I heard him clearly.“I bet he doesn't touch you like this.”

My cheeks burned, and the next instant, I forced my head forward, headbutting him in the nose. He let out a low growl, massaged his face with the other hand on my breast, turning still.

“ Get. Off.Me! ” I snarled, gathering what courage I had left.

He stared at me briefly and then continued with his movement, this time removing the gloves in his other hand and reaching for my second breast.

A cry left my lips as his cold fingers pinched both nipples. He unbuttoned my shirt and took off my bra in a matter of seconds. My breast bounced free, his palm squeezing on the soft flesh.

I fought back a moan because this was so wrong. I know my body was reacting so quickly because Viktor and I haven't had sex in a long time. He's been busy with work, and I've been busy with my internship.

“Don't….” I paused because he suddenly looked at the closed windows. I then realized that the loud chainsaw had stopped rattling.

This was my chance to scream for help. Our eyes jammed, and a smirk appeared on my lips as I opened my mouth to scream.

He pressed his palm against my mouth before I could let out a sound, and I bit down on it as hard as I could. He didn't let go, but I saw his eyes narrow.

His other hand came up to my neck, choking me. My voice died down as he lifted me off the bed and carried me to the door. He dropped me to the floor and left the room, shutting the door.

I coughed, trying to catch my breath and I trudged to the window.

I opened it and started yelling, waving my hands at the security downstairs hoping they'd hear me and catch that lunatic. He couldn't make it out of the building in under five minutes.

The security guard heard me and looked up.

“ Thank God. ” I gasped in joy. But they turned away the moment they looked up.

I kept yelling, waving my hand and wondering why they suddenly turned their backs until I realized that my tits were out.

Crap!

I just showed a bunch of men my nipples.