Page 40 of Thicker Than Blood

Me:It is none of your business who I flirt with.

Unknown Number:Every breath you take. And every move you make. Every cane you break. Every step you take. I’ll be watching you.

I ignored the popular song lyrics that he bastardised until I remembered.

Oh, God, the tracker he stuck in my ass.

Me:How do I remove the tracker?

Unknown Number:Let me see you, and I will reveal everything.

Me:No, thanks, I would rather risk a fatal disease from the tracker.

Unknown Number:Pity, I miss seeing those beautiful eyes and stunning…

I started at my phone but no other message came through. He was fucking with me, again!

Day 4

Unknown Number:Good morning, pet. I dreamt about you last night. It reminded me of when I fucked you in your sleep. That was the best ass fuck of my life.

I groaned at his words.

Me:STOP TEXTING ME!

Unknown Number:Make me.

I blocked his number.

Day 5

Unknown Number:Blocking me, pet? I’m hurt but also impressed.

I ignored him but that didn't stop him from texting me.

Unknown Number:Fine. I will behave, for now.

He left me alone for a few hours until I got his subsequent text.

Unknown Number:Just so you know, I’m not going anywhere. You can slam doors, block numbers, and pretend I don’t exist, but I’m still here. And I’m not giving up.

I wrote out numerous messages and angrily kept deleting them because in the end he wanted me to respond to him. I stared at the screen, with a tight feeling in my chest. I hated how his words made me feel—seen, wanted, alive. I hated myself even more because part of me wanted to text back and surrender.

Day 6

Stalker:Good morning, pet. Do you know I still keep your collar beside my bed? It always makes me feel closer to you.♥?

I read his message several times because I believed him.

More the fool me.

Day 7

Stalker: Good morning, pet.You left your scarf in the park. It smelled like you and I’m keeping it. Finders keepers.

Me:You are a creepy bastard.

Stalker:And you're my beautiful bitch.

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