Obsessed *Editing*

She got away, but she wasn't safe. He would come back for her. No one ever got away from him

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Brigh

 

My shaky hands reached for the phone in my pocket. I almost dropped it but I gained a grip on it. My thumb quickly pressed '999'.

"999. What is your emergency?" A calm, female voice said through my phone. Her calmness somehow made me even more panicked.

"Uh... a man just attacked me in an alley. H-he had a knife." I spoke as calmly as I could with my heart beating a hundred miles per second. There was a massive quiver in my voice that I couldn't mask.

"I'm sorry ma'am.  Did you say a knife?" The operator asked. I could hear her typing through the phone.

"Y-yes," I cried, frantically grabbing my cat and running to my bedroom. I shut and locked the door behind me. I set Butter down on the bed and ran to the window. The street was completely empty. I felt something warm running down my throat to my chest and I brought my hand up to it. I winced as I touch the cut on my throat and pulled my hand back to see it covered in blood.

"Okay did you see your attacker?"

"No... he grabbed me from behind and held a knife to my throat. The knife was so sharp; it cut me."

"Is the wound serious? We have police and medical attention in route to your location."

"Uh, I don't know it bleeding pretty bad." I internally sighed in relief knowing that the police were on their way.

"Okay I need you to get a cloth and apply pressure to your wound." I followed her directions and headed to my bathroom to find a flannel. I found one and put it on my throat. The pressure stung like a bitch but I held it their.

"What's your name." The operator asked.

"Brigh," I said still trying to slow my breathing down.

"Hello Brigh my name is Lumen." Was this woman really trying to make small talk at a time like this? I shook my head and continued staring out my window, waiting for the police to arrive.

"Okay Brigh help is five minutes away." As she said this I could hear the very faint wail of sirens.

"Thank you." I sighed.

Through all of this commotion I hadn't been able to just stop and cry, and in that moment all I could do was just sit on my bed and let the tears flow freely. Butter came up and nudged my arm with her head. I smiled through the tears and pet her.

Around five minutes later there was a loud pounding on my door. I jumped and stood up. I hung up with Lumen and walked quickly to the door. I looked through the peephole to see two officers and two medics . I opened the door and I could almost hug them. But of course I didn't. The medics, with a stretcher, spotted my wound and immediately made me lay down.

They led me out of my building to an ambulance where the examined my throat. They decided that it wasn't bad enough that I had to go to the hospital so they bandaged me up in the back of the ambulance. After they had finished bandaging me up a couple of officers came over with notepads and pens in hand.

"Sorry to bother you so soon after this even but we need to get information as quickly as possible." The younger officer said and clicked his pen.

"Yeah okay what do you need to know." I said pulling the blanket they gave me closer to my body.

"Did you see anything?"

"No... it was so dark and he came up from behind."

"Did the man speak at all?"

"No but, um I elbowed him though and he grunted. It was a really deep." I racked my brain for any information that could possibly help.

"Did you notice how tall the man was or his build?"

"He was really tall and thin but muscular."

"Is there anything else you want to tell us or anything else you can remember?" I thought hard and got kind of frustrated that I couldn't help find my attacker.

"No I'm sorry I didn't see much." I sighed.

"That's alright we understand. If you remember anything you can phone Detective Greene at the station. And if we make any progress in the investigation we'll make sure to let you know."

"Okay thank you." The officer walked away and the medics returned to me. They explained how I needed to clean my wounds and change the bandages every few hours. An officer escorted me back to my apartment and then I was alone again.

I made sure everything was locked once more and went into my room. I was still wearing my work clothes and wanted nothing more than to be in fuzzy, comfortable pjs. I quickly got dressed and laid in my bed. I was incredibly tired but found it practically impossible to fall asleep.

Butter jumped onto my bed and decided to lay on my side making it impossible for me to move.

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It had been two days since the incident in the alley. I had called off work the last two days and never wanted to go back. I hadn't left my flat at all in two days and I had no intention to. I'm either in my bed or on my couch obsessing over the serial killer that had almost killed me. I looked through public police records and try to find everything I could on the cases. With the first three murders there were absolutely no witnesses; meaning I'm the only person who's ever come close to seeing him. I wanted so much to be able to describe the man to the sketch artist, but I saw nothing. I felt completely useless. I never saw him but I felt him, I his harsh grip in my hair, and I definitely felt the cold blade against my throat.

I finally got out of bed around eleven and fed my cat. I found something quick to eat and seated myself in front of the TV. Luckily my attack hadn't made it to the news and there was no one asking questions.

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My phone started ringing, making me jumped. I picked up my phone confused because no one ever called me. I look at the screen and saw Kate's name.

"Hello?" I answers still slightly confused.

"Where the hell are you? It's so fucking boring here without you. Matt is making me work a lot more and I'm pretty sure Steve is hitting on me again." I smiled; Steve was a seventy-three year old man who always hit on Kate when he was there.

"I'm sorry, I've just been dealing with some shit the past two days." I sighed and leaned back on my couch.

"Your ass better be here tomorrow or I will drag you here myself. By the way I changed shifts so I'm working the same time as you tomorrow."

"Okay do you think you can give me a ride tomorrow?" I asked quietly.

"If that means it'll get your ass here then yes." We both laughed.

Kate's Break eventually ended and she had to go. I returned to my laptop and continued to search the serial killings. I tried to find other similarities between the victims, so maybe I can figure out why I was targeted. But I had limited access to the files of the victims, so I came up empty handed.

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I was waiting on the corner in front of my flat building for Kate to arriving. Every time a man would walk by me I would get nervous that it was him, but they would always pass and continue walking down the street without even noticing me. It was a mild day so I didn't mind having to wait outside for Kate.

Kate eventually pulled up in a small black car. I waited until she was fully stopped and got into the car. Kate immediately noticed the large bandage on my neck, and her eyes widened. "What the hell happened?" She said putting the car in park.

"Oh, it's a long story. You don't want to hear about it." I said waving it off.

"No I really wanna know why the hell you have a huge ass bandage on your bloody throat."

"Uh , well it happened the other night when I was walking home from work. I was, uh, attacked." Okay so maybe it wasn't that long of a story.

"Brigh, what the fuck? You should've asked for a ride home, well I should've offered."

"How was I supposed to know I would get jumped in an alley?" I laughed.

"Brigh, we live in London." We both laughed at that and she put the car in drive. She pulled away from the curb nearly colliding with another car but missed earning angry honks from the vehicle.

"So did they find the person who did that to you?" My heart skipped a beat. I was more than sure it was the man who's been on everyone's minds lately. The man who's already killed three people... that we know of.

"Uh, no, I didn't get a good look at him and I ran off." I decided it would be best to keep my worries to myself.

"Shit, Brigh, I'm sorry. I hope they catch the asshole."

"Yeah, you and me both."

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The work day was going by extremely slowly and I was about to fall asleep standing behind the counter. I found it hard to interact with the customers and I was probably coming off as extremely rude. Last night I had had a nightmare; the first one since I was a little girl. The dream always ended with me dying and then I would wake up. I would eventually fall asleep only for it to happen again.

I heard the bell on the door ring and I stood up alert, ready to take an order. "Hi, how can I help you today?" I asked staring at the screen in front of me waiting to type an order in.

"Yeah, I'll just take a black coffee, please." I heard a deep, polite voice speak.

I looked up quickly, probably a little too quickly, to see a very attractive man. He was probably around the same age as me with brown, slightly curly hair. My green eyes met his even brighter green eyes. My eyes travelled to his slightly open button-down shirt, where I saw tattoos peeking out just a little. I realized I was staring just a little too long and quickly typed in his order. I made his coffee and handed it over to him. He was possibly the most attractive man I'd seen in that small café. I had never seen him there before, and I felt myself wanting more and more to find out more about him.

He took his coffee and made his way over to a booth by the window. He took out a leather journal and began writing something down. He was very intently writing, and I was dying to know just exactly what he was writing. Customer came and went and for hours he just sat there writing and ordering coffees. I couldn't stop myself from stealing glances at him from time to time, and he almost caught me a few times. I tried playing it off by turning to the nearest co-worker and starting a random conversation. By the end of the day I'm pretty sure everyone I worked with thought I was going crazy, including Kate.

Here I was practically incapable of thinking about anything but this random man, and I didn't even know his name.

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-Hunter x

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