Ziara Pov:

I push the pillow agianst my face screaming, it was un believable how I let that hot, handsome- snap out of it Ziara! I sigh loudly sitting up my hair casually just looking like a birds nest, I yawn and rub my eyes in exhaustion, I haven't slept the whole night cause of that.. you know! I purse my lips and roll out of bed slipping in my Ugg slippers. I walk into the bathroom closing the door looking at myself, should've just stayed in bed instead of seeing myself pale and tired like this. I grab my toothpaste along with my toothbrush squeezing a glob onto the brush, I start brushing my teeth aggressively staring at my self in the mirror as i do..

After my skincare I brush my hair and grab a hair tie twisting a high ponytail, I sigh and walk out of the bathroom into the hallway and down stairs, I had no motivation to even make breakfast, my whole mind was hypnotized by that ... man that's so called handsome.. he's not! I sigh, come on how can you even find your stalker hot Ziara? I walk into the kitchen grabbing a bowl along with grapes from the fridge. I just couldn't make anything organized today, all cause of that.. man.

I place the bowl on the table and sit down grabbing my phone, I decide to call Nikola but not tell her about the incident.. should I..? I purse my lips and press the call button.

Nikola: hey! (She smiles pushing a strawberry in her mouth chewing on it) - Ziara: Hi! (I smile back stabbing my fork in one of the grapes)

Ziara: how are you doing girl? -

Nikola: Im doing good! Hey I'm glad you called cause I wanted to ask if I could come over? Just a little bored.. (She asks gulping the strawberry down)

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Ziara: yea ofcourse, I just wanted to ask..

(I laugh and lean back in my chair squeezing the phone in my hand a little)

Flash backs..: "Im going to do as I said." He reassures lowly, "but first, I want to make one thing clear. From this point on, you're mine. No man touches you. And if they do.." his fingers dug into my waist. "I know 299 ways to kill a man.." he growls, "and I can made 250 of them a secret death." He warns before turning me around and over his shoulder, I squeal "let go!.." I swung my feet around, but as I know it, I get flopped down onto a chair roughly the stairs shaking...

Nikola: — uh girl? Are you there? - (I flinch and look at my phone my lips slightly shaking)

Ziara: uh- yea I'm fine g-go on!

(I smile and nod reassuringly ) -

Nikola: alright.. (She smiles and continues talking..)

After 2 hours of calling we hang up. I sigh and place the phone down looking at the time, 14:47. I nibble on my lower lip softly, Nikola was on her way here so I decided to tidy the room up a bit. I grab the blankets folding them, I vacuum a bit Zizzi leaving the living room probably cause of the sounds of the vacuum, I grab the wipes cleaning the tables and finally heard knock, must be Nikola. I smile and throw the wipe away walking into the hallway and open the door meeting the smile of Nikola, "helloooo girlll!"

She says happily making me smile and step aside letting her in, "hey Nikki, how you doing?" I smile and close the door behind me as we walk back into the living She flops down on and I walk over sitting down beside her, "I'm doing good" she nods, my smile lowers a bit.. "I have to tell you something" I breath in and she nod with a small smile, "go on.." she crosses her arms over her chest crossing a leg over the other.

I look down a bit, "so you know about that person I told you about in the car.." I purse my lips and she fixes her composure sitting straighter, "he's not still bothering you is he?" She asks and I bite down my lip.. "he-.." She narrows her eyes and I hesitantly drag my gaze back up looking in her eyes. "Ziara?" She asks agian pursing her lips and I bite down my lip harder. I was scared.. or rather nervous..

Flashback:

Unknown: should've tought about what the conquences where.

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Nikola squints her eyes, "come on, spit it out Ziara.." she sighs and I gulp.. "he came to my house yesterday day and..." her eyes widend, "so he like broke in!?" She asks her voice turning up a volume. I nod softly, "what a motherfucker!" She shouts standing back up agian. "Did you guys say anything?!" "Did he steal anything!?" "________

Her voice muted in my head slowly, sure he didn't do anything with my house or anything she must be mentioning right now..

Flash back:

"Open.your.Legs." He warns, "Little mouse." He adds, the fear consumes me and I open my thighs agian. "Good girl" he smirks leaning back up to my face, "cause if you didn't listen.." he whispers dangerously, "I'll had to punish you." ........

"Hello, Ziara are you even listening??" I flinch and my head snaps back up looking in her eyes, "I'm sorry.." I mumble and her face softens as she sits back down softly, "its okay you don't have to apologize." She smiles reassuringly and she hugs me softly "-" her mouth opens slightly probably to ask further but she stops. she probably thinks its better if we stop talking about it.. "Well figure out who it is.." she starts agian and smiles and nods and I give her a soft smile back.. sure we W O U L D... (Time skip)

I smile as she steps out and the door shuts.. I'm all alone agian i guess.. all alone.. or.. am i.. I bite down on my lower lip and walk upstairs into my room, I look down at myself, great.. I had my pjs on the whole day already.. I guess no need to change, I grab my sketchbook and flop down on my bed flipping my book open and grab a pencil out of my pencil case and start drawing.. i purse my lips, drawing him..

21:25

I start rubbing my fingers over the braids creating a soft shadow into the hair, I do the same with the eyes, a little across the divined cheekbones.. god Ziara why are you even drawing that creepy, psycho stalker!?.. i sigh and slap the book shut and squeeze my eyes shut throwing the sketch book to the side, the book landing on the floor with a soft thud.. I cup my hands agianst my face drawing a long sigh.. I have problems.. I take my hands away from my face and glance towards my windows, my breath pauses.. it's him.. i purse my lips and stand off my bed., what was he- wait.. I've been asking myself that to much now. I still don't know this answer to now, but.. who cares.

I gulp slowly taking slow steps to my balcony door.. I place my hands on the cold metal handle, I draw a glance to him, still that hood over his head.. I slowly push the handle down, I pauze.. should I..? I breath in deeply and open the sliding door.. I look up at him as he tilts his head down a shadow erasing his eyes a little, he smirks, "since when did you gather the courage to open your doors for me little mouse?" He smirks and I take a few steps back gesturing for him to come in, he raises his eyebrows but doesn't complain and steps in his cold presence washing over me, "what are you doing here..?" I finally speak up and he smirks, "I have answered this a lot you know?"

He chuckles and slips his hood off agian, Jesus, why does he have to look so perfect tho!?.. my breath pauses. "For my little mouse.." he growls and smirks coldly slipping his being hands in his pockets. Little mouse.. why does he even call me that.. my eyes flutter and I look down at my feet.. "how long have you even been watching me?." I ask and look back at him meeting his eyes, "the moment you stepped into my club." He nods "does that answer your question? I purse my lips, that was his club?. I glance away for a second and back up in his eyes. "Im very aware of your every move." He reminds narrowing his eyes a little, "your like never in sight but you watch me? Isn't that creepy?" I say harshly trying to make him look stupid, I fail, miserably..

"I'm a stalker little mouse.." he smirks walking to me but i just keep backing away, he doesn't stop until my back was pressed to the wall. "It's what I do best." He chuckles leaning down to my face. My face angers.. "you can't just stalk me for love!? You can't just.." I breath in.. his smirk fades into serious but my mad demeanor stays, "go away!." My eyebrows scrunch and he grabs my waist pulling towards him his face full with anger.. I glare at him before slapping his face, hard. I gasp in.. I never hit someone but it's not the time to feel guilty, I quickly run, run so fast my legs blur. I open my house door running into the forest hearing shuffling footsteps behind me.. he was definitely after me.. I squeeze my eyes shut for a second trying to run even faster, my breath ragged and my eyes furrowed.. but after a few more steps, I feel being pushed agianst a tree harshly.. I gasp and groan in pain as my back felt the branches agianst my back.. he looks down at me, pressing his body agianst me his face un readable, "Let me go!." I scream squirming, "just stop!" I breath heavily, he just presses his body harder agianst mine, my whole skin consumed by his heat, my nostrils filled with his scent.. "I wish I never went to that stupid club of your! You know people die of thier stalkers!?" I shout hoping anyone could hear..

"You done being dramatic?" He asks looking down at me his eyebrows slightly scrunched, more anger crosses my system, "dramatic!!?" I say unbelievably "you think people being murder by stalker is dramatic?" I say angrily, "do you think being stalked at all is something to take lightly!?" I ask wiggling under his tight grip as he stares at me.

"Well Ofcourse not, people die all the time from crazed stalkers" he explains his word pinning needles trough my troath. "Ziara.. your smart for being scared." "Very smart.." he says keeping his eyes contact strict, "but why would I want you to fall in love with something fake?" He drawls out. "You really think I'd fall in love with you?" I say angrily, "your really going to act like you wouldn't?" He breathes in, "if I approached you at that club that night and asked you on a date, I'd woo you, charm you, show you a pretty fake smile and treat you like a queen, all while lying to your face.. is that really what you want?" He tilts his head his eyes still pierced into mine.. "why can't you just be decend?" I ask, "and feel the need to stalk me?." My breath heaving slightly as I speak, "because then I wouldnt be true to my self little mouse" his smile grows a little on his serious face , "I love that I scare you. I love that you try to run from me." He explains his words warming my guts.. "The push and pull" "the cat and mouse game." He licks his lips slightly, "I fucking love it." He breathes in, "and I think a part of you.. does to." My lips partend as I stare into his eyes.. tears filling my eyes.. My lips partends..

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Authors note: Cat and mouse.. Look out of your window and beg to see a stalker.

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