Chapter 19
Rose
Waking up I stretched. Bering my face into the blankets I know that smell. I'm back at his house. I don't want to leave bed. Calling in today won't be so bad. I haven't called in since I started. I don't want to go back to work. He knows where I'm at. He can find me there whenever he wants. I'm not quieting though I will not let him scare me into staying in a house and never leaving. Finally sitting up I look around for my phone. Picking it up to see what time it was I see there are text messages on it. Clicking it.
[Unknown] were did you go
[unknown] you cant hide from me we are meant to be together.
I drop my phone. How does he have my number? I know it's him. I run out the room to find Blake but he's not here. That's when I hear noise outside. I picked up a frying pan. The door swings open. I hum it as hard as I can. As soon as it leaves my hand I see who it is and I scream. It hit him square in the chest. I ran over to him. Blake grabbed on to the door. Then all of a sudden he pushed me hard back into the house. I feel onto my but. Looking up at him I expected to see pain or anger at me for hitting him but instead he was looking through the peep hole in his door. His hand on his stomach. I try to tell him I'm sorry. He hurries and looks at me putting his finger to his lips telling me to shush. He signals for me to stay down. He walks normally to the kitchen like he's about to cook. I don't know what's going on but i stay down where i am. Away from all the windows. We stay like that for about 30 minutes. Me on the floor and him cooking and cleaning up. Finally he drops everything and runs to me.
"I'm so sorry. He was in the woods when I was coming home. Then when I got here I saw him coming through the woods from my left. I had to hide you before he saw you. He must have something faster than my bike that he's using to get through the woods. Where I passed him he shouldn't have been able to get here that fast. I don't think he knows your heart or that we know each other. I think he's trying to find you and is looking everywhere." he helps me from the floor and on to the couch. Then he turns and closes all the curtains.
"I'm so sorry I hit you I don't know, I just felt so scared. So then the door just opened. I freaked. I should have known it was you. Its your house if you left you would have to come back in. I know sorry isn't good enough but I really mean it."
"It's ok, calm down. I should have let you know it was me walking it. It's not surprising that you were scared not knowing who was walking into the house. You have a stalker." he sits next to me. Rubbing my hands to warm them.
"When I read the text and you weren't here." Before I could even finish speaking he cut me off.
"What text?" I pulled out my phone, brought the messages up and handed it to him. He read them then reread them.
"And I keep your phone for a minute?"
"Yes, why?"
"I will tell you later if that's ok? you go eat breakfast. I need to make a phone call. The doors are locked and he's gone but to be safe I wouldn't go outside or open the windows just yet." he stands up already with his phone out making a call. He walks into his room shutting the door behind him. I sit there for a moment letting everything sink in. Should I call the cops? If I do, will he know I'm here? Shaking my head I get up to go eat. I need food to think right. I went to sleep without eating last night. I'm starving. When he's done I will talk to him about calling the cops. I can't do anything right now. He has both phones. The food was amazing as always. As I'm almost done cleaning up he walks out the room. I wipe my hands and look at him. He looks guilty. What did he do?
" Can you come sit down with me please?" He sits on the couch and pats the set next to him. I'm a little worried but I go sit down.
"Is everything ok?"
"Yes everything is fine. I told you I would tell you why I needed to use your phone. I'm sorry. I should have asked first but hear me out. I have a friend who is kinda in IT. I called him and let him access your phone remotely. He is right now tracking the messages. I promise other than getting to the messages he didn't look at anything else on your phone." he hands me back my phone.
"Do you trust him?"
"Yes I trust him with my life. I would trust him with your life."
"Ok then I trust him too. Do you think he will be able to track it?"
"I don't think he will be able to find out who he is exactly. It's probably a burner phone. But it will give us clues to who he is. If he uses the phone again we will be able to track where he is. That way we may be able to track him down. I did call the cops while I was at it. They're not going to go into the woods and look for him. I think he was checking me out because his cameras were taken down after I rode past them."
"Do you think he knows that we know each other?"
"No I don't, if he did he would have done something when i left you alone im sure of it."
"I don't know what to do or where to go"
"Your boss told me to tell you to not come back to work until Monday, and that you will be working with your friend Katie until all this is over."
"That's good I really can't deal with anything right now."
"Ok so lets make a plan, do you want to hide out here or get your friend to go get you. I'm not going to lie, I think it's better if you stay here. Right now he's trying to find you. He has checked here and didn't find you. He knows where you work so there is a chance he knows your friends too. I would give it a day or two so he has time to go there looking for you and not finding you there to go back."
"That makes sense. You don't mind me staying here one more day?"
"Of course not. Stay as long as you want." I smile at him and lay back to rest. I feel like a little weight has been lifted off my chest. And to be honest I didn't want to leave just yet." Do you want to watch a movie?"
"That's a good idle." We watched movies all morning. Occasionally he would get up and get us coffee and snacks. Somehow or another I ended up with my head on his lap with him rubbing my head. I dozed off at some point. When I woke up again the tv was playing some other movie. I got off him carefully. He must have fallen asleep too. I sit up and stare at him. I really can never get tired of looking at him.
"You like what you see" I jump back as one of his eyes open.
"I don't know what you're talking about" I hurried off the couch. Heading into the kitchen I hear him behind me.
"Were are you going"
"You all are always cooking for you now it's my turn. I'm not too bad of a cook myself, I just don't have too much time to cook." I hear him get up and walk toward me. I start going through all his stuff to see what I can cook. We are going to have to go shopping soon. I'm going to go with him. I have eaten half of his food so I should buy some to put back in here. I found everything I need for sloppy Joe's. It's my moms recipe, it's to die for. As I start cooking I realize that he's just sitting at the table watching me. It is a little embarrassing but also it feels good to like he can't take his eyes off me. I finally finished cooking.
"Do you want mayonnaise on your bread? And open face or closed face?"
"Mayonnaise please and what is open face or closed face?" I laugh. I forgot he's not from here.
"Open face is just two pieces of bread with sloppy Joe's on it and closed face it it made in to a sandwich"
" o opened face then and a fork if you don't mind"
"Ya i got you that's how i eat it two." We sat and ate. As we are doing the dishes my phone dings i freeze.