Disclaimer:
Hello do not read this if you are against gay stuff in that way or if you are underage, I do not condone any course of action from reading this but I hope you enjoy. This story is going to be a mixture of scream/fatal attraction/misery (I hope).
I hope you enjoy. And thank you to all my friends muah
I Love You 3
"Hehehehe no stupid, it's me from the Internet" he said it so cheerfully, I just froze. This was the end of me the nut ball has finally got to me I was going to die, I just knew it, I just couldn't believe it was my sweet Adam. Fear overwhelmed me, this was it I could literally see the angels, but than something came over me, there was no way he was going to kill me that easily I wasn't going without a fight no way in hell. I quickly wiggled out from underneath him; I saw a look of confusion on his face just before I used all the strength in my legs to viciously kick him hard in the chest. He went flying backward onto the floor clutching his chest and gasping for air.
"HA! That will teach you, you fucking nutcase!" I screamed at him. While he tried to regain his breath I dashed across the room and flung open a draw and raked around inside until I found my penknife. I quickly unfolded it and spun around to see Adam stumbling to his feet, I swished the penknife around a couple of times, he just looked at me with nothing but confusion.
"What you going to do? Fork me to death?" I looked down to my penknife to realise I had pulled out the fork...damn, way to go to look stupid in front of the homicidal maniac Lucas. As I tried to get the knife out he quickly came forward and grabbed me by the wrist forcing my arm up into my back, in doing so I dropped the penknife it landed straight in his leg making him yell out in pain. He didn't once let go of his grip, he wrapped his arm around my chest and lifted me off my feet and flung me on the bed quickly landing on top of me so I couldn't move no matter how much I struggled.
"HEL..." I started to scream for help but his hand quickly covered my mouth, I tried to bite him with no avail. Now I was totally petrified I just waited for him to kill me all the fight gone from my body I just couldn't win. I saw him reach down and pull the penknife out of his leg, he winced in pain as he did he threw me an evil glare...great. I closed my eyes and waited for him to start stabbing me, I was crying like a baby. There was a loud knock at the door, breaking the sudden silence.
"Boy's are you ok in there we heard fighting" it was my dad I struggled and struggled and tried to scream but his grip got tighter.
"Yea we were just playing around" Adam said, his voice was a little shaky.
"Ok, shout if you need anything...Oh and Lucas I want to talk with you you're in serious trouble for what you said to your mother" great well at least when I die I don't have to get in trouble. Adam fixed his gaze back on me, he looked into my eyes and saw the fear, the fear of dyeing, and all I saw when I looked in his eyes was a broken heart.
"I'm sorry" he whispered as he slowly backed off me, he let me go and I sat there wondering why he wasn't like killing me and eating my body right now.
"Aren't you going to kill me?" the comment hit him like a bullet, his eyes welled up with tears.
"Why do you think I want to kill you?" the first tear fell down his perfect face and was closely followed by another and another until he was officially crying. This was when the thought 'maybe it isn't him' crossed my mind.
"Cause you have been threatening too for the past week" I had started crying myself.
"What are you talking about?"
"You're him off the net" I said pointing an accusing finger at him. "Yea (sniff) Rhykish" ok...
"So your not him?" I said realising how dumb that was cause if he was him he wouldn't tell me anyway.
"Who?" he asked, he actually seemed concerned.
"The stalker 'I Love You'" he was totally shocked, he came close to me but I quickly scooted away from him and into a corner of my bed.
"I can't believe it, you really think that I want to kill you...I...I love you Lucas" he went to lay a hand on me but I flinched and he withdrew it quickly.
"I just don't know anymore" I said laying my head in my hands and I cried some more like a little baby.
"That time we first met on the Internet, I thought I had found a good friend but then we started talking more and more and I started to fall in love with you. Then I found out I was moving to the same town as you and I wanted it to be a surprise. Then by a stroke of good luck, I found out the only guy who befriended me in a school full of strangers, on my first day was actually you. I totally fell head over heals, I knew right then we were meant to be. I love you Lucas believe me when I say it isn't me who want's to kill you...please trust me Lucas" during this little speech of his he had moved closer and cupped my tear streaked face in his gentle hands. To top it off when he finished speaking he gently kissed me on the lips. I didn't know what to do, I just wasn't sure if it was him or not.
"Please leave" I quietly said, it hurt me a lot to say it but I didn't feel safe, he breathed out heavily before speaking again.
"Goodbye Lucas, I'm always here for you if you need me. I would never hurt you" that was all he said, he quietly dressed while I cried my eyes out, I could hear him sniffling too. All too soon he had left. What if he had been telling the truth and it wasn't him? But what if it was? God I hated my life totally why did this have to happen to me? If that wasn't the stalker and was actually just my crush telling me he loved me than I have just ruined any chance at a relationship with him. And if not and he was the stalker I just saved my own ass. I just didn't know anymore. The ringing of the phone interrupted my train of thought of self-depression and confusion mixed with fear. I reluctantly picked it up.
"Hello?"
"Hi" it was a girl's voice and I recognised it immediately
"Samantha? What the hell do you want?" I asked out of disgust I couldn't believe she had the nerve to ring me.
"Well you know I told you not to talk to Jason you can forget that, listen to me you have to be his friend and if you two don't patch things up the whole school will know about you" what the fuck? I didn't get this girl first she didn't want me to be his friend now she was forcing me to be his friend...I hated her, I half wished she was the stalker just so I could be rid of her for good. As soon as that thought entered my mind I started reeling off possible motives...maybe it was her she was fucking nuts.
"But you told me..." she cut me off.
"I know what I told you do you think I'm fucking stupid! But listen to me you do not get too friendly ok? I don't want your queerness rubbing off on my boyfriend" that bitch, she thinks she can use and abuse us like little rag dolls...she could too.
"WHATever, I don't know who you think you are MRS THANG, but I am not some puppet you can just push around you stuck up bitch. I am going to be his friend again but not just because you said so but because I want to and if you ever try this type of shit with me again I'll make YOUR life a living hell!" I just didn't know what came over me my anger just seemed to burst out of me I knew I was going to pay for saying that but right now I just didn't care. I could literally see the vein on her head bulging as I slammed the phone back down on the hook before that vile creature had a chance to respond. I sighed to myself felling kind of smug, at least I get Jason back he will know what to do he will help me, for the first time in a couple of days I actually felt happy again. I decided to call Jason and patch things up with him, just as I reached for the handset it started ringing. I froze it was either Samantha coming back for more, Adam telling me he hate me or something, Jason pleading for forgiveness for something he didn't do or the stalker. I really didn't want it to be anyone but Jason I hoped and prayed as I raised the receiver to my ear. I listened quietly waiting for someone to start speaking, after a while I heard nothing.
"Hello?" I asked timidly
"Ahh your home...I knew you would be" I almost puked at the sound of the stalkers mechanical voice, I hated this person so much he/she was making my life a living hell.
"Why me? Out of all the gay people in the world why me?"
"In all the bars in all the world why did you have to walk into mine, play it again Sam" he broke out into a little song which I vaguely recognised as the one from the movie Casablanca.
"WHAT DO YOU WANT? Do you want me to kill myself or something?" I screamed down the phone.
"Hahaha no you wouldn't want to take the pleasure away from me would you?" then out of no where a new-found sense of courage washed over me.
"Your just a little butt muncher aren't you? All talk and no action" the minute I said it I regretted it, I was practically asking him to come and kill me.
"I'M NOT A BUTT MUNCHER YOU COCK JOCKEY, YOUR GOING TO PAY FOR PISSING ME OFF" he shouted in anger as he slammed the phone down on me. What had I done? Why did I do it? Well at least this was going to end at last. I was actually surprised I didn't feel anything like fear or sadness hell I had even stopped crying I had become an emotional void. But then it hit me, the stalker could not have been Adam, I live practically in the middle of nowhere and there isn't a phone box until you reach school and he defiantly could not have got there in time to ring me. That's when I started crying, sad at the fact I had turned down the guy I loved, the guy who loved me back, just cause I thought he might be a homicidal maniac...you know just one of those normal excuses. I collapsed onto my bed and started to cry, tomorrow I would have to try and fix things with all my friends. I don't know how long I lay there crying, I had cried so much I had no more tears to spare I vaguely remember my dad coming in and than him leaving again closing the door quietly. Any normal dad would have stayed and asked what was wrong but no not my dad, he considered crying to be so gay and god knows he hated them. I remember the day my uncle told my dad he was gay, fire works flew, my dad literally went berserk screaming and cursing at my uncle. A fistfight soon ensued, my uncle won and that was the last we ever saw of him, they never talk and my dad has totally blocked him out of our life's. For years I wondered why my dad hated gay people so much but than one day my mom told me why. When my dad was young he had been raped by an older man and almost killed, the man was never found so he lived in fear of him coming back, even now. That was the only time I felt for my dad. We have never had a good relationship and I revelled in the thought that one day I got to tell my dad my dirty little secret. I finally fell asleep on my bed.
"What the?" I woke up with a start; I wiped my hand across my sweaty face and groaned. I looked around to see what had woken me, in the pitch-blackness of my room I could only make out the linings of things. I felt around on my bed for tabby, I was surprised she wasn't laid next to me absorbing my warmth. My head quickly shot towards the window just in time to see the flash of lightning and crackle of thunder. I lay back down and waited for the soothing sound of the rain to start. As my hearing became more acute I heard a slight dripping sound coming from the direction of my bedroom door, I looked towards the window to see it hadn't started raining yet. My heart began to race with fear as I slowly made my way to the closed door. I picked up my baseball bat as I slowly made my way past it and I held it high ready to strike at anything. As I placed my hand on the doorknob I realised I was standing in a warm slightly sticky puddle. I bent down and stuck my fingers in the warn fluid and brought it up to my nose to sniff, it had a strong iron smell...IT WAS BLOOD! Fear overwhelmed me as I reached my shaky hand out to the doorknob, the smell of the blood still strong in my mind. I flung the door open and jumped screaming into the hallway. I looked around quickly to see nothing at all. I turned back to my bedroom and that's when I saw it. Hung on my door held there by a big knife was Tabby...my cat. 'Well I didn't expect that' was the last thing that ran through my mind as my whole world went black.
End of part 3.
Oooo I wonder whom it is...I hope y'all not bored with this yet. thanx 4 reading.