Flower's Stalker by Taylor Collins (free ebooks for android txt) 📕

together they sat in silence for the rest of the night.

 

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Flower was exhausted come morning, and she had both school and work that day. She made a pot of coffee, hoping it would do her some good. She didn’t exactly feel comfortable leaving Sandy here alone, but Flower didn’t have a choice.

She contemplated for a moment.

 

Do you choose to stay home with Sandy or leave for school?

 

If you choose to stay home with Sandy go to chapter named: 30

If you choose to leave for school go to chapter named: 31

20

20: If you run for the pocket knife

At first glance, Flower had to hold back a scream. It had freaked her out to the fullest. The person in the ski-mask was sure to kill. Flower killed no time. She got up and grabbed the pocket knife. The killer laughed, underestimating Flower. He was sure he could over power the girl. Flower flipped open the blade, and held it out in front of her defensively.

“Don’t make me use this,” said Flower, glaring at the man with a grim look on her face. The man stood there for a minute, chuckled, and sat a note down on Flower’s bed. Flower didn’t recognize the voice in the chuckle; it was too deep. But Flower knew it wasn’t Sebastian now. Maybe she could trust him in the future if she got out of this alive.

Then the intruder did something that surprised Flower, he turned around and left. Flower was left in the darkness, bewildered. However, she was thankful that she was left alive.

Flower switched on the light of her bedroom, and looked at the note.

 

All it said was ‘Don’t trust anyone’.

Flower wondered what that meant. She sighed. Almost getting killed that night had taken a toll on her. She didn’t know what to expect next which left Flower ultimately dreadful and fearful. She wanted this all to end. She was just so scared. She curled up in a ball and laid on her bed, shaking. What if she died eventually from this stalker? That’s not how Flower wanted to go out.

She walked to the kitchen, and tried to get some water. She was still shaking, and found it difficult. Why did she have to live in fear? She hated it. She was suppose to feel safe.

She considered moving back to her hometown. There, she would be safe. She decided against it; she felt she needed to stand her ground.

Flower waited for school to start, and took a cab to school. There, she saw Sebastian.

He flirted, “Well, hey there, good looking.”

“Not today. There was an intruder in my house last night, and I’m still pretty shaken up,” Flower muttered.

“Don’t worry, I’ll always protect you Flower,” Sebastian said, looking at Flower with the look of contentment.

Flower couldn’t help but to chuckle.

“Why don’t you move in with me until things settle down? I’ll sleep next to you and everything, and make sure you’re safe.”

Flower’s eyes widened and she blushed. “N-No!”

“Why not?” Sebastian asked.

“Because I barely know you!” Flower exclaimed.

He laughed, and she laughed along with him.

“Well, if you ever feel you’re in danger, just call me. I’ll be there to help,” he said, being serious now. Flower started to think he wasn’t such a bad guy after all.

 

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After school, Flower went to work. Dan smiled at Flower when he saw her. He asked, “Is everything okay today Flower?” He asked.

Flower mustered up a smile, then said, “Someone broke in last night.”

“You think it was your stalker?” He asked.

“Yeah, I think it was. He left a note saying ‘Don’t trust anyone’. I don’t know what that meant,” Flower stated.

“I have no idea either, Flower.”

Work went by smoothly, and Flower saw a bunch of friendly faces. There was nothing out of the ordinary. While Dan baked, Flower attended the cash register and the front. When it started to get dark, Dan asked Flower if she could stay later and clean the store. She said yes, and got to work. It was already passed closing time, and when she was in the bathroom cleaning, she heard someone come through the door with a “ding”.

“Shit,” Flower said. She had forgotten to lock the door. She washed her hands, and walked to greet the person. The person was dressed in all plain black. He had dark hair, and was pretty tall and muscular.

“I’m sorry, sir, but we’re closed,” Flower smiled at him.

“Oh,” he said, and smiled. “I’ll come back tomorrow, then.”

Flower nodded while smiling. After he left, Flower closed up the shop. She went home later than usual, and finished her homework.

Afterwards, she thought about what to do.

Do you want to watch a movie with Sandy or call Sebastian?

If you watch a movie with Sandy go to chapter named: 32

If you call Sebastian go to chapter named: 33

 

21

 

21: If you chose to run for the window

Flower’s face had a look of horror and shock as she watched the man at her bedroom door. She fought back a scream. He was wearing a ski-mask, and was in all black. She felt like throwing up right on the spot, but her adrenaline kicked in, and she ran straight for the window. She didn’t have time to waste. Her window wasn’t locked fortunately, and was relatively easy to open. She thrust herself out, and planned to run off into the night. The intruder wanted to grab her, which he easily could, but fearing for making too much noise, decided it was best not to. He waited till she was out of the window, and he was right behind her. He let Flower think she was going to get away, but grabbed her when she was halfway out of her yard. He put his hands around her mouth, and had his chloroform ready. She was soon unconscious.

No one knew anything. Days went by. Weeks. Flower’s whereabouts never were mentioned. The missing person’s case was eventually closed, and it was unsolved. If only they had any leads, and it would have led to a better life for Flower.

 

You got a bad ending :(  

22

22: If you chose to go out with Sandy

Flower decided why not go out with Sandy. She needed some type of way to clear her head, and Sandy was trying to help. She figured that this was the case. Sandy was trying to be nice, and after what happened, there was a great impact on both Flower and Sandy. It had scared the daylight out of them both.

Flower was sitting in her room contemplating on what to wear on her outing. She decided a nice flower dress would do. She wasn’t a dress type of gal, but she figured she would dress up for Sandy. She put on some make-up also; something she never did. Sandy wore a dress as well, a black one with spaghetti straps. Flower proceeded to put on some shoes. White flats with her flower dress was what she decided on. She felt spiffy. She wore her hair curled with it put up to the right side. Looking in the mirror, she figured it would do.

They went out to an ice cream shop together after the both of them were dressed and ready. Flower got chocolate, for it was her favourite. Sandy ordered strawberry. As they ate, Flower felt eyes on her. She looked around frantically before she noticed a strange man who glanced away from her when she spotted him. She had never seen him before. He was muscular, wearing all black. Brown hair draped over his eyes. Sandy noticed, and whispered, “Do you think that’s him?”

“I don’t know,” Flower said, looking at her ice cream. She lost her appetite, and she just wanted to leave.

“We’ll just go,” Sandy said. They threw their ice cream away, and walked out the door. Flower didn’t look back at the man. She just walked on out.

When they got back home, they chatted like nothing even happened. Maybe that was for the best. Flower just wanted to forget.

Afterwards, Flower took a long bath to relax, and decided to take a nap while people were still up. She knew that she wouldn’t be able to sleep that night.

She slept actually peacefully, and dreamed she and Sebastian were a couple. They had two kids, and lived happily. She woke up hungry. It was nightfall. While Flower was getting herself a late night snack, she felt eyes on her. She turned around to see an intruder trying to sneak up on her.

Do you throw your food at him or run?

If you choose to throw your food at him go to chapter named: 34

If you choose to run go to chapter named: 35

 

Imprint

Publication Date: 07-24-2020

All Rights Reserved

Dedication:
I would like to dedicate this book to my mother, Lisa Wright. Thank you for always believing in me.