Clara-

It's been a week since I seen Andrew, the guy from the club, and he hasn't tried to call, typical male.

Jess wants to go our again which I agreed to do.

Once we arrived at the club we went to the booth we sat in the night before.

"Okay, so you told me about this Andrew character and I want to know, is he here?"

"I don't know. But I think some guy over there is wanting you to dance."

"I'll be back."

After a few seconds of sitting alone I got bored.

"So you decided to come back."

I Jumped when I heard Andrews voice. he sat in the seat in front of me.

"Clara!" I heard Jess shout as she made her way over to the booth with the same blonde guy from last weekend, Eric I think his name is.

"So I'm- who are you?"

"Jess, that's Andrew."

"Oh. Ohhh so he's the guy you've been talking non-stop about and won't shut up. he's cute."

"Bye Jess." I already knew she was going home with the blonde guy.

I turned back to Andrew to see him smiling.

"So you've been talking about me?"

"Oh don't flatter yourself."

We talked for a couple hours, like last weekend.

"Okay, well I think it's time for me to go."

I got up from the booth and Andrew and I said our goodbyes.

As I was walking down the street, I got an edgy feeling like I was being watched.

I looked around but saw no one.

Walking alone was scary and might I add dangerous, I wish is had accepted Andrew offer to drive me home.

I heard an extra pair of footsteps behind me.

My pace quickened and so did the persons behind me.

My sprint broke into run as i approached my condo.

Once I was inside I locked all the doors and this time I felt safe.

I showered and changed into my night shirt.

The sound of glass breaking pulled my out of my thoughts.

I ran downstairs empty handed. My front door was wide opened and a picture was laid perfectly in front of the open threshold.

The picture was of me closing my curtains.

"What?" I whispered to myself as I closed the door.

The floors creaking made me drop the picture.

I swallowed the lump in my throat.

"H-hello is anyone there?"

I reached for my phone but the line was dead once again and the power was out.

"Jess?"

Suddenly I screamed when a cloth was places over my nose and mouth.

I screamed frantically and quickly got away from the intruder.

As I went to run upstairs I tripped going up the steps making me yell in pain.

I got up and ran upstairs, an arm wrapped around my waist and the cloth was places back over my mouth.

I wiggled and screamed trying to get away. But soon my movements became slow and sloppy, In my mind I was telling my self to fight, but it seemed as if I was paralyzed.

My eyes slowly started to close. the more I tried to keep them open the harder it was it stay awake.

My eyes closed and I was surrounded my darkness.

Unknown-

Her eyes slowly closed and her body went limp in my arms. I wrapped my arm around her lower back and the other arm around the back of her knew carrying her bridal style.

I gently laid her in her bed. she looked so peaceful when she was asleep.

I grabbed my phone and took a few pictures of her.

Then I went back downstairs and did what I came her to do.

I had about five small cameras I set up all over her house.

All the cameras had motion sensors on them, so whenever there was movement the sensor would pick it up and transmit it to me on my computer or phone and I would be able to see her.

In the kitchen, living room, her bedroom, at the front door, and the stairs. they are all attached to the wall and they blend in so well that they are very hard to recognize.

Once I was finished, I went back upstairs and saw that she was still passed out. I gently placed the covers over her tiny frame.

"See you soon." I whispered.

Then I walked back downstairs and made sure everything was back in place. the power was turned back on and I locked all the doors.

When she wakes up she will just think it was a bad dream.

My car was parked and the end of the road, I didn't want anyone to think I was suspicious.

Once I reached my car I turned on the ignition and drove back to my house.

When I reached my house, I went ahead and made sure everything was set up.

The moment I sat down at my computer, the sensor went off.

Clara showed up on my screen. still in bed, where I left her.

The camera's are working perfectly.

For the next hour I watched her sleep. her breathing was slow and normal. she looked so peaceful.

She was an angel and soon she will be my angel. It's not going to be easy but it will happen.

I put my computer on sleep mode then went upstairs, locking the basement door. the basement is where I keep all my computer equipment and pictures.

I live about thirty minutes from the city. But here no one lives out here, they say the mountains is a dangerous place, which it is.

When I made it to my bed room I collapsed on my bed, thinking about one thing, Clara.

Clara-

My eyes slowly opened, trying to adjust to the light. when I say up I felt dizzy and my head was killing me.

I don't remember drinking last night. I thought to my self.

I put on a pair of shorts, so I wasn't just in a night shirt and walked downstairs.

When I reached the last step I saw Jess watching television on the couch.

"You're finally awake, god you look terrible."

"Thanks." I mumbled and walked into the kitchen and poured my self a glass of orange juice.

"So did you and Andrew do anything last night?" she winked.

"No. But I had this weird dream, someone broke into my house and drugged me." I said sitting down in the sofa beside Jess.

"That's it?"

"Yeah, I mean it felt so real."

"Weird, holy shit! What did you do to our leg?"

I gave her a confused look then looked down at my leg. there was a purple bruise on my shin.

"I-I don't know. I must have tripped or something and didn't realize there was a bruise."

"It looks horrible."

"Not helping."

"Sorry. Anyway aren't you going ask about me and Eric?"

"No, because it's the same thing with every guy."

She gave me a confused looks as if she didn't know what I was talking about.

"Oh my god, it was amazing he was just so good. I think I'm in love." I mocked her voice, and frantically flipped my hair.

"I don't sound like that." She flipped he hair.

"What ever helps you sleep at night."

"Seriously Clara this time it's different, I actually to like him and not just for the amazing s-"

"I get it!" I quickly cut her off.

"Oh and by the way this was taped to your door when I got here."

She handed me an envelope with my name on it.

"By the way how did you get in."

"Clara we've been friends since birth you keep the spare key under a mat it's pretty obvious I know where you keep a key, now open that envelope before I do."

I ripped the side of the envelope off and pulled what I'm guessing were pictures.

They were all of me sleeping. This creep was in my house, I'm my room. what the hell?

On the back of one of the pictures was written in red ink: My Angel Sleeping.

My eyes widened.

Jess took then pictures from my hands.

"What the hell is this? did you know about this?"

"No, I-I don't even know what to say."

"Clara you need to go to the cops. or better yet I will."

"No Jess. I'll do it, I have to do this. I'm going to get ready, I'll see you later."

"Okay bye."

Once she left I quickly showered and put on a light grey knit sweater that hugged my body keeping me warm, black skinny jeans and brown boots.

I straightened my hair and pulled it into a bun. when you straighten hair it's easier to pull it up.

I grabbed a white infinity scarf and my diamond stud earrings.

Once I was down stairs I grabbed my purse, keys, phone, and the pictures.

I drove down the price station.

"May I speak with Sargent Wilson please?"

"Sure, just wait here and I'll get him."

"Wilson front desk." echoed through the speakers.

"Miss can I help you?"

"Yes, recently some things have been going on."

"Such as.."

"Someone's been sending me photos. the first time was of my changing," I handed him the first picture. "the second, was of me closing the certain," I handed him the next picture. "and the most recent was what I found this morning, they are all if my sleeping." I handed him the pictures.

"And he wrote, 'my angel sleeping' on one of them."

"Has he hurt or assaulted you in anyway?" he asked emotionless.

I shook my head, "no."

He handed my back the pictures.

"I'm sorry but there's nothing we can do, he hasn't caused you any harm-"

"He broke into my house doesn't that count for something?" I rasped my voice.

"Did he steal anything?"

"No."

"Do you know what he looks like?"

"No. I don't."

"I'm sorry but you have no way for us to identify him and find this guy so therefore there is nothing we can do I'm sorry, have a good day miss."

He walked back into his office behind the reception desk.

With tears stinging in my eyes I ran to my car and drove to the once place I know I will be alone, the park.

Once I reaches the park I grabbed the photos and went I've to the picnic area.

I started at the pictures for a moment before ripping them up and throwing them to the ground.

I sat in the wooden bench, tears staining my face.

I was angry, angry at the cops. it's there job to protect people and obviously don't care.

Unknown-

I watched run to her car from the police station. I sat in my car waiting.

When she went to drive away I followed her and she ended up in an abandoned park.

She walked over to the picnic area, I saw the anger in her eyes.

I stepped out of my car and watched her from a safe distance.

She angrily ripped up the photos, which made me angry.

I noticed she sat down rested her head in her hands. her elbows rested on her knees.

Was she crying? did I upset her? scare her?

I need to know.

That's when I decided to make my move.