You never expected things to go down like this..

Not one, but two stalkers on your tail.

It’s been a few weeks now and every minute is spent with anxiety. Breaking and entering your home but never being seen and always leaving behind gifts and letters.

Cooking food for you when your out late for work but you never touched it thinking it was drugged or something.

No matter how many times you called the police your reports have been destroyed in the system making it so they have no leads only the knowledge that you told them.

The stalkers never showed themselves to you, yet. You always did dread the day they became more bold. Impatient. It was Friday, coming home late after having been asked to do additional work. You didn’t mind of course.. not like you wanted to be home.

As you pulled up to your driveway you felt an instant chill noticing a light turned on in the kitchen from behind the window curtains.

You always double check everything before leaving for work. Taking a deep breath. Like hell their going to scare you out your own house.

Getting out of your car and walking to the front door. You fumble with your keys before unlocking the door slowly turning the handle and walking in.

Your nose gets hit with a smell of different foods. Fantastic.. they cooked you another meal that you won’t eat.

Wary you walked through the house glancing around every now and again. Could never be too careful considering your situation.

Stopping a few feet short of your dining table you came across a familiar red envelope just like all the others you’ve received.

Taking a deep breath again and sighing as you move closer picking up the envelope and opening up the seal. Taking out the card, your eyes trail down to the golden linked words written on the black card.

We put so much effort in making dinner. Why not take a single bite?

Like you’d actually do that. Pfft you weren’t that gullible. You muse to yourself before turning the card over to check for anymore writing.

Don’t make us help you, Love