Chapter 8 of 51

Chapter 6

My Obsessive Stalker (werewolf story)2,397 words~12 min read

Before you start reading I'd just like to say there is a A/N at the end of this chapter and has some info about one of the characters in this book and chapter that is pretty important. It is the bit written in normal writing

Thank you xx.

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Katherine's POV

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"Becky, I made it. I'm at home but I can still feel the eyes on me" I say the last part quietly as I lean against my front door breathing heavily.

"It's okay Katherine. As long as your inside you should be safe for a while. Now, I need you to lis..." she was cut off by my whimper.

"Katherine, are you o..."

"Becky, there's someone upstairs", I whispered through the phone while looking up towards my staircase, where there is no light to see if anyone is up there.

"Katherine, do not go upstairs. Are you listening? Do not go upstairs. Now listen very carefully..." She says trying to sound calm and gentle for my sake.

I whimpered as a response as she spoke with authority in her voice.

"Now, I want you to quietly go into the kitchen and get out a silver knife. It has to be silver. It just has to be. Be as quiet as you can so the person upstairs doesn't know you're in the kitchen okay and make sure you're still on the line. No matter what do not hang up and, I repeat, it has to be a silver knife and you have to be as quiet as you can okay? Can you do that?" She asks me as I hear her moving around at the other end of the phone.

"I...I th...think I c...can do that" I whisper and stutter at the same time, while tip-toeing an eyeing the stairs as I walk past them.

I make to the kitchen, turning on the light and look behind me. I make my way to my knife draw and start looking for a silver knife.

"Becky, I can't fin one" I whimper, scared.

"It's okay. You see the vase next to your kitchen window with the fake flowers in them...", she says as I star right at it, "take the flowers out and inside you'll find a small silver knife taped to the inside of the vase" she said while I gawk at it in surprise.

"I don't have time I explain Katherine. Just get the vase, take the flowers out and take the silver knife that's taped inside. Do it now" she instructs me and I immediately oblige.

I take the vase, take the flowers out and there it is, a silver knife. I take it into my hands and look behind me.

"Okay, Becky I have it? What now?" I whisper in a shaky breath.

She sighs before saying, "I need you to make your way to your front door and get out of the house. I can't risk you getting hurt Kath. I need you to get out."

"What?" I ask confused.

What if the person upstairs the the one who's been stalking me since the beginning of school? What then?

I can't just let that person get away. I won't let that person get away.

I need answers. Why has 'he' been following me? What interests 'him' so much? Is it because 'he' thinks I'm an easy target?

And most importantly, what does 'he' want from me?

I needed the answers and I needed them now.

I sigh knowing what Becky will say or do once I tell her what I'm about to do. Hopefully, if nothing bad happens she'll be able to forgive me.

"Becky, I'm going upstairs. I'm going upstairs to see who's the intruder in my house" I say, knowing she'll be completely against it.

"What? Katherine, don't you dare! You have no idea what you're up against. Look, I'm on my way to the house. Make your way outside" she says to me, but the only thing that really catches my attention is: You have no idea what you're up against.

What does she mean what I'm up against?

"Becky, what do you mean what I'm up against?" I whisper, confused.

"Um, nothing. Look, make your way outside right now. I'll be there in 40, but make sure you're out of that house. Hopefully there'll be no traffic and I'll be there in 30."

I was about to reply but I realised the call had ended.

I looked at my blank screen confused. I tried to turn it on but it wouldn't.

I had ran out of battery. F*ck!

I took in a shaky breath, the silver knife in my hand, and turned.

I knew the intruder was still in my house because there's only two ways of escaping: the patio doors and my front door.

I made my way across my living room slowly, my whole body shaking with fear.

I made it to the stairs and turned the stair lights on. I took in a shaky breath before screaming as loud as I possibly could, "I'm coming up!" but only came out as a teacher speaking to his class in a gentle voice, rather than a teacher screaming at a student in front of the whole class.

I listened for any noise but there wasn't any.

I slowly picked up one put placing it on the first step, while still looking up at the stairs to catch any kind of movement, knife still pointed forward.

Finally, when I reached the top I realised I had left all the doors closed when I left the house and now there was a door slightly open. My bedroom.

I took in another shaky breath and made my way to my bedroom.

"Hello" I called out once I'd reached my door.

Even I'd I did have a knife I had a feeling, whoever was in the house, could still take me down, even if I also knew self defence.

I seriously don't know what has possessed me to actually have the courage to do this when I should be screaming and running for the door as fast as I can. But I didn't. Maybe it was adrenaline pulsing through me. I just don't know.

There was no reply so I slowly opened the door, stepped into my bedroom and looked around.

There was no one there. I then made my way to my adjoining bathroom but still nothing.

I went back into my bedroom and checked under the bed, behind my wardrobe, inside my wardrobe and anywhere the person could be hiding.

I then went out of my room and checked all the other rooms.

I then made my way downstairs and checked every hiding space downstairs since I didn't hear a door open or close, so if they hadn't escaped they mist still be in the house. But still nothing.

I made my way back upstairs, confusion literally exploding in my brain. But then it hit me.

It's awfully cold in my room. My window was open. But how? It was locked before!

I made my way to my open window and looked outside and then down.

It wasn't that high so anyone could have jumped out, only getting a sprain, id they hadn't done the jump and roll over action properly.

I pulled away but then felt a sharp sting on my finger. What the f*ck!

I had cut myself on some glass, no big deal. Wait what!

I then looked at my window and only then realised it was completely shattered.

I then looked down at my feet and realised, in fact, I was standing on glass.

I stepped away from the glass and thought everything over.

Someone had completely shattered my window, got in, did God knows what, and then jumped out again probably realising I was back home.

But why? Why would they break into my house? What do I have that is so valuable?

I then made my way to the wall where a picture is hanging on it of me, mum and dad at the beach. I was on dads back while mum was on our side giving us a side hug.

We were laughing so much about something dad had said that we were completely oblivious to the fact that a photo was being taken of us by a family friend of dad. We had so much fun.

I didn't know I was crying until I felt a tear fall from my face. I quickly wiped them away, put the knife down and held onto the picture by the side frames and took the picture off the wall.

I know... so cliché that I have a safe in my wall hidden behind a photograph but hey, I needed it.

I typed in my code and opened it up to see if my emergency money is still there along with my emergency credit cards.

They were all there so i closed the safe and put the photograph back up. I then turned around placing one hand on my temple massaging it.

It didn't make any sense. Why would someone break in without stealing anything, not that anyone knows about the safe, but still? It just didn't add up.

Suddenly there was a banging on my door so I made my way downstairs and cautiously made my way to it.

Who would be banging on my door at this hour?

It can't be Becky. She still has a 10min drive ahead of her last time I checked.

I unlocked it and slowly opened it and looked at the person who had been banging at my door at this hour.

But before I could I was engulfed into a bear hug, causing me to become as stiff as a board.

"Are you hurt? Are you okay? God, I should've got here sooner. I knew there was something wrong" he muttered under his breath.

Realising who it is I relax into his arms a little.

"Jason, calm down. I'm okay. How did you know I was in trouble?" I ask confused.

"Well, um...um....well the thing is that...that um...."

"I called him" says a voice from behind him. Becky.

"I was worried so I called him to see if you were okay, didn't I...um Jason? She asked him as if it was weird for her saying his name.

"Um, yeah right. She called saying you were in trouble because someone was in your house. Yeah that was what happened" he said releasing me from the hug and giving me a tight smile.

I could tell he was lying but I let it slide.

Have you ever heard the saying curiosity killed that cat. Although that's kind of hypocritical considering I'm always curious and try and find out things.

"Um, shouldn't we call the cops? Someone did break in" I say to no one in particular.

They gave each other worried glances before Becky started talking.

"Um, no....because...because you see..." she stuttered, leaving me utterly confused.

"Um because the person who broke in has already escaped right? An there's no damage and nothing's stolen right? I mean other than the broken window of course" he says looking up at my house at the broken window.

"Um, well I guess you're right. Do you guys want to come in", I asked as I stepped to the side allowing them enough space to get in.

I closed the door behind them and followed them to the loving room, where they both sat on different couches.

"Um, how about I make everyone some hot chocolate?" I say looking between both of them.

They both smiled and nodded and so I made my way to the kitchen.

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After making the hot chocolate I placed the mugs on a tray and headed towards the living room.

"...A rogue alpha..." I heard Becky say but she stopped as she saw me.

I handed both her and Jason a mug and took mine to and sat next to Becky on the couch.

We soon started talking about what had happened after I got home from work, and I knew Becky hasn't told Jason about someone following me and for that I was grateful.

After they both made sure I was okay with a couple of minutes of me telling Becky she didn't have to sleep over they both finally left.

As Becky left I noticed she bowed her head down a little and was walking behind Jason, which I found kin of strange.

After contemplating about it a little I decided it was nothing and probably just me.

I made my way upstairs and covered my broken window with a plastic bag taped from the inside so no animals could get in or anything like that.

I mean, who knows. A bird could fly in if it was blinded from the Sun right? Then I'd have to help get it back outside again...God don't I feel like a Disney princess.

I quickly to a shower and got into my pyjamas. I turned off the lights and got into bed.

The last thoughts on my mind, before I slipped into a intent sleep were:

What is a rogue and an Alpha? Why would someone want to break in, it didn't make sense...

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Yes finally!!! I know it's been a long time before last update but at least it hasn't been months on end.

I have been really busy as my cousins engagement party is tomorrow and well....there has been a lot of planning and preparations. And I mean a lot.

I hope you guys understand and I hope you guys had enjoyed this chapter.

I'd also like to say one more thing about one of the characters: Jason

I'm pretty sure if not all then most of you have figured out that Jason is, of course, the Alpha.

Now I know some of you are wondering why couldn't he make a lie up for Katherine quikly and why he couldn't stop stuttering? I mean aren't Alpha's supposed to be confident?

Well yes, Jason is like that but he is only like the way he is in this chapter due to a reason. A reason in which will be revealed in a later chapter.

Anyway....

Thank you so much for reading. I will have the next chapter up as soon as possible.

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