Jian Karlo. He was handsome, weird, and apathetic. I’d never think for a million years, that he’d notice me.
He was a famous soccer player in our school. Had the prettiest girlfriend, he was perfect, and he got everything he wanted. Or so I thought, until I found out something.
He might be my stalker.
Maybe I’m just overreacting, but what if I’m not? What if I’m right? And how did I get to the conclusion that he’s stalking me you ask? I’ll explain.
He was standing outside my house at 11 pm. After I just received a weird call. The caller said, he was near- and that he’ll get me soon. It was creepy and horrifying. Then, I saw Jian Karlo outside my house, I asked him about it and he said he was just visiting a friend. It was still weird though, he looked like he was waiting for me. Waiting to come get me.
Then the next day, I saw him again and he’s covered in blood. I asked him about it again, and he said a wild animal attacked him. I’m not sure if he’s telling the truth though, he looked like he just murdered someone. He assured me again it was an animal who attacked him, so he had to kill it.
Then came the love letters. I’ve been receiving all these creepy love letters, my anonymous admirer confessing his undying love for me. He’s saying, he can pleasure me in all the ways I’ve never been pleasured before. Saying he can love me more than any other loser guy could. It’s horrid.
And what’s even creepier is the anonymous weirdo’s handwriting. It resembled JK’s. I would know, since I checked his homework before. Maybe I’m overreacting again or hallucinating? I’m just so frustrated.
This really can’t be happening. Why would he stalk me anyway? Why would he even like me? It’s impossible. Totally insane.
I must be dreaming or hallucinating, that should be it. Because there’s no way, this is real. He can’t be my stalker, can he?
I did like him for a while before, but it doesn’t mean I condone whatever that’s happening right now. If he really was my stalker, it would be crazy to date him.
I can’t ask him about it too, because what if he gets mad and murders me? This is really so absurd. I don’t know what to do.
I needed to find out the truth though, I needed to get rid of my stalker for good.
So, I stalked Jian Karlo.
He acted normal, he went to soccer practice, made out with his girlfriend, then went home. It’s like I’m the stalker now, ew no. I’m just investigating, right- that’s what it’s called.
I had a normal day that day too. No love letters, or weird gifts on my door. I wonder if it’s because JK was busy fucking his girlfriend, not that I’m jealous.
Again, I wonder if he’s really my stalker. It just wouldn’t make sense.
I thought I was safe, until something woke me up at 3 am.
Someone was scratching my window, or was it some thing?
I tried to go back to sleep, quite scared to see and find out who or what was scratching the window.
It didn’t work. Then the scratching got louder, then a screech, then nothing. Everything went silent.
I finally took a peek at my window. And at first, I didn’t see anything, but a few minutes more, I saw him.
Jian Karlo, standing outside my window eating some animal carcass. His mouth still had blood on it, and then he smirked at me.
He looked so eerie and creepy, but I decided to be brave and went outside to finally talk to him, but then he was gone. What the hell?
I was relieved that he was gone, but I couldn’t go back to sleep anymore.
Then the love letters and gifts came again. On my locker, at my house, it was insane. And it was driving me mad. So, I finally confronted JK about it, even though I was scared as hell.
“Jian Karlo, we need to talk. Are you the one stalking me? Sending me creepy love letters and gifts was it you?” I asked, looking absolutely pissed and judging.
“What? What are you talking about Nica? I’m stalking you? How did you even get that idea? Also, I have a girlfriend obviously. I don’t know what you’re talking about,” JK defended.
“Someone’s stalking me, and I just wanted to know if it’s you, you have the same handwriting, you were outside my house multiple times too. If you’re playing with me just please stop it.” you begged.
“That’s awful, but Nica, it isn’t me I swear. You’re cute and all, but I would never stalk or harass you. Handwriting can be copied, he must’ve wanted to frame me, and I was only outside your house because-”
“Because what? Prove to me you aren’t lying. Why were you outside my house? And it wasn’t only one time. I saw you, you were eating an animal carcass! What the hell was that about?” you probed.
“Fine. Because I was hunting. I’m not sure if it’s legal to hunt in your area, so please don’t report me. That day u first saw me outside your house, I was really visiting a friend. And that night when you thought I ate an animal carcass, it was a rabbit actually. I killed and half cooked it.”
You were speechless. He was just hunting? You couldn’t believe it. You assumed wrong. This was embarrassing.
“Oh. I’m sorry then, I really thought you were my stalker and you had gone crazy. Guess I was wrong. I have to go now, bye!” You were so embarrassed you hurriedly left, but then-
Jian Karlo grabbed your hand.
“Wait- I still have something to tell you.”
“Huh? What is it?” You asked, then he suddenly kissed you.
Then you heard someone calling you.
“Nica, are you awake now? You need to take your meds.” The nurse said. “Please take your meds, you’ll get better faster if you take them properly.”
“Meds? What am I taking them for? I feel alright. Also, where’s Jian Karlo? I don’t understand, we were kissing-”
“Honey, you know you need to take them for your schizophrenia. It’s alright, just breathe. Here,” she said, basically giving me the meds.
No, this can’t be. I’m not insane am I? I shouldn’t be here.
