Novel & Cerita Funny Stalkers

Why did she still find me? Still thinking about that, I bumped into a body at the parking lot. I immediately wanted to apologize again until I saw who it was. I almost jumped seeing that smile on his face. This was the same handsome guy I met and sat down with at the theater a while ago. It's a little bit surprising that he hasn't left, and it's also creepy. Was he waiting for me all along? How are people able to find me so fast? What is going on today and why do I have so many stalkers?

“You need to chill, Ayesha. It’s fine now. The gifts and notes stopped weeks ago, which means they probably didn’t mean any real harm in the first place.” She let out a long, dramatic sigh and shook her head like I was some naive little kid. “That’s not how it works, Willow. Stalkers don’t just… stop because you added a better lock. This person, he or she is clearly obsessed with you. Don’t you see how dangerous that is? You watch the same true-crime documentaries I do. This is how it always starts.”

This man seemed to be in his mid-twenties, short, lean, and didn’t radiate off dark aura. Stopping in front of me, he shoved one glass toward me, “Cheers?” I opened my mouth to decline him, but then a strange feeling slithered inside me. My stalker was here. And he was watching me. Fine. If he wanted a show, I’d give him one. I’d provoke him. Push him so far that he’d cripple out of the shadows and finally reveal himself after a long, sickening game of cat and mouse. So I did it. Taking the glass from the stranger, I clinked it against his and exclaimed, “Cheers,” before downing it in one go.

he explained with beads of sweat already on his forehead and I laughed. “It feels so nice to tease you. You looked like you were about to piss on yourself. I love that. I will be doing it more often from now on.” I told him and he groaned and looked around. Most of the people waiting had their eyes on him after i called him a stalker. “And you still decided to do it despite knowing that people are here?” he asked me in disbelief. “That's the fun here. Look at their faces. They look like they are about to call the cops on you.” I told him and laughed.

I furiously said. “Why would I tell you? I’m not slow. Whatever I say will be against me. So, letting you figure it out makes things more interesting— don’t you think.” Brad began to laugh. Every time we moved closer, Brad gently squeezed the trigger. We are dead if we try anything. I glanced at my coworker, who was on the ground bleeding from the back. Fuck. “Why stalked women?? Why those people specifically?” I asked. “Stalking is such a strong word; I prefer INTENSE RESEARCH OF AN INDIVIDUAL,” Brad stated as he pulled the trigger. I fell onto my knees— I began to black out.

Skylo, the traitor, just chuckles from the bar, clearly enjoying the chaos. “So, let me get this straight,” I breathe slowly. “First, I’m basically kidnapped into a mafia boss’s house. Then, when I was finally let out to school, I find out I was being stalked. And now, my stalker turns out to be related to the same man who’s supposed to be protecting me?”. “Pretty much.” Robert grinned. I shoot him a cold look that could kill. “You’re all fucking insane.” I yelled, unable to contain my emotions any longer

"But don't worry, I was able to loose the stalker "You what?"

They look alarmed by my abrupt decision so I swing the camera to their faces and pout. “Look guys… we're supposed to be happy starting at this new school but… there's this guy that keeps stalking me, so we might have to enroll in another school…” Another pout, another hair flick. JoshGymWater: Who's the asshole that's bothering Jo, tell us and we'll take care of him. Mimipoutylips: Tell us, Jo we'll deal with him. Hotbodjim: Is he a senior or a creeper, send us a pic...

Who is he? "Gorilla, you're ugly! You're dressed like a... clown, hahaha!" What a bad morning! I looked around the Academy's perimeter but saw nothing. I only see cars and students entering and exiting the Academy. If I find out who you are, Stalker, I'll eat you alive! It's annoying! "Hey, Ayisha!" I didn't even notice the other students who greeted me because of my bad trip. I simply walked to my room without looking back. This stalker has ruined my day! I'm the clown! He's a jerk!

Pfft, Roy wouldn't hurt a fly, never in a million years would I even think it was Roy. "Ok then." Why does it even have to be from my personal life? It could be someone else stalking me too, to gain access to stalking you. Or maybe Stenz could be an evil mastermind, sitting somewhere with a glass of iced Takila in a really dark and beautifully decorated room, but you wouldn't notice the beauty of the room because, you know, it's dark. And he has some kind of screen watching your every move. He is probably sending one of his best-camouflaged minions to do the filthy dirty work for him.