BARNESfic

The Stalker By: Marissa Barnes  He loved her. He had a sick way of showing it, but he truly did. Sophia Carmichael or Sophie to most was his one true love. The only probably was, she wouldn’t give him the time of day. Of course he began to be persistent when she had first turned him down, but when she had told him that she wanted nothing to do with him, that he was a freak, that was when he lost it. A **//freak.//** He was anything but. He knew that one day he would get her to fall in love with him, even if it killed him, or anyone close to her.  Chapter1 He watched her walk off of the bus. She was beautiful; anyone would be a fool to not actually think it. She stood with such confidence and pride it was sickening. He sighed watching her grab her keys to her apartment that was right across the street. 1823 N. Broadway was where he spent most of his time; he was there almost as much as she was. He heard her ringtone from her bag; he didn’t know what song it was. However, he did know that she loved it. She would always sing it whenever she got the chance. She answered her phone, he listened intently.  “Hey baby” Sophia said in her sweet angelic voice. Of course, it was her boyfriend Jonathon. Jonathon was an extremely wealthy and successful person. The thing is, he did nothing. His parents owned some buildings in the area, and they were treated like royalty. However the only reason why John was actually successful was because of his parents. He did nothing at all. Sophia deserved someone a lot better, someone who actually cares about her.  He noticed her frown. “It’s fine” She said with a sad smile, “I understand, family is important.” They said their disgusting I love you’s, and hung up the phone. She then decided to dial another number. Emily Carson. Emily was Sophia’s best friend from the age of three years old. Although Emily was very pretty, he thought that Sophia was much prettier.  “He did it again” Sophia sighed into the phone, “I guess that means it’s just me myself and I tonight.”  He was assuming that she had said something funny since Sophia laughed.  <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">“Em, it’s fine…don’t worry about it, you do not need to cancel your date with Patrick. You’ve been waiting for this for a while now; It will be nice to have a night to myself or once and a while.” He watched as she was shuffling in her bag trying to find her keys, but at the same time she was still enjoying talking to her best friend. After a while she hung up and walked into the place she called home. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';"> <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">Sophia always had the same routine when she would arrive home. She would always change her clothes. If she had something planned, she would always wear something extravagant, well according to him. Honestly, anything she wore she looked amazing in, but you could tell that she took the extra time to get ready. If she had nothing to do she would normally change into a pair of sweatpants and her gray and white striped cardigan sweater. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';"> <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">Today, she wasn’t doing anything besides sitting on her couch watching ‘That Thing You Do’. He knew that was her favorite movie, only because she always talked about it a long time ago. If she’s in a bad mood, she watches that movie and it makes her feel content. He could make her content, if she would just give him a chance. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';"> <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">As thunder began to erupt through the sky, he had decided that he should leave. He was going to have to plan how to get Sophia to fall for him. He walked through the downtown streets and took the bus right across from Sophia’s house. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';"> <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">Chapter2 <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';"> <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">Two hours and twenty minutes was the amount of time he hadn’t seen Sophia Carmichael. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';"> <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">Two hours and twenty minutes was the amount of time he spent planning on how to get Sophia to fall in love with him. He had a plan in mind; however he wasn’t sure how it would work out. He decided instead of taking the bus back to her house, he would walk. Sure, it took about forty five minutes but he wanted to make sure he got the plan right. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';"> <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">1745 S. Michigan was where his first destination was. He knew this would be the main source of where he would get his information. Of course Emily was busy tonight, but he knew she would listen to him. No matter what it took, she would have to. He noticed the front door was cracked open. Obviously it was fate for him to go into her house. He walked into the modern apartment that had designs similar to Sophia’s apartment. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';"> //“How do I approach her?”// He thought, “//Maybe I should just sit on the couch, and explain everything. No that’s dumb, What if I went to her room!”// He thought that was a good idea, so he trotted up the stairs and waited for her to arrive. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';"> //“Twenty minutes?”//He thought again, “//Really?”// It seemed as if Emily was doing this just to make him angry, and upset. He heard creeping up the stairs and thought that this would be the chance he would make. Emily turned on the light and saw him standing there. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">“Who are you?” She asked shocked. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">He moved closer and grabbed her, “I think you know….I want Sophia” <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">“Yeah, you and everyone else,” Emily said in a choked voice. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">“Well I need you to get her for me, help me.” He said. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">“Or what?” She asked. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';"> <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">The man pulled out a knife, “Or I’ll kill you.” <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">“What do you want me to do?” She said with a sigh. He let her go put the knife down and sat on her bed. “First off, I want you to help me. You’re going to have her fall in love with me, or conveniently leave the two of us alone, I want her.” <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">“You’re sick,” Emily said. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">“Do you want to die?” The man asked now getting angry. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">“Fine, when do we start?” <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">“That’s the exact answer that I wanted to here.” <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';"> <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">Though this isn’t something Emily wanted to do, she feared for her life. But now, she had to fear for Sophia’s as well. <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';"> <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">
 * <span style="font-family: 'Arial Narrow','sans-serif';">Two hours and twenty minutes. **