The constant feeling of being watched, hairs sticking up on the back of your neck, the small whisper which made you think you were hallucinating. But in reality it was all real life.

The orangey pink glow of the sunset reflected all over your face making your eyes stand out a lot — sun shining down still warming on the Outer Banks with the slight bit of breeze blowing in your direction.

Settling down onto the soft — you made a small hole and placed your orange juice in there sipping it every now and again, but still at that perfect moment you felt like you were being watched, you told yourself you were just being paranoid like always. But you were wrong..

You pulled out your phone from your shorts going on tiktok and seeing message you had to accept to view, out of curiosity you opened it the message read “you look really pretty today, hair down suits you.” you quickly scanned the area your high alert already set.

Another message, “don’t look around, you won’t find me 😂.” you froze quickly standing up leaving your orange juice behind.

You’d shiver goosebumps growing all over your arms as you started walking faster than usual you grew more conscious of being watched as you opened your phone again. You would keep walking as you opened the message “don’t look behind you…”

All of a sudden you heard footsteps on the sand you freeze like something’s controlling your body. You would slowly turn around seeing no one, your heart would skip a beat for a second, you turned back around and tried to run before you could even move a strong, veiny hand grabbed you hard spinning you around.

“Well, well, well. What do we have here?” he said his eyes darkening.

It was fucking rafe cameron, the rafe cameron. His piercing blue eyes looked you from head to toe as if he was undressing you with his eyes.

“What the hell…” you murmured..

stalker