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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I made sure Harry was asleep before I slipped on my coat and shoes. My shaky hands opened the front door as quietly as I could. My breathing quickened and my heart sped up the closer I got to the car. I was about to meet with a serial killer who has been after me for months. I’ve done some insane shit in the past few months, but this tops them all.

            I got out to the car and stood there for a good ten minutes with my hand on the door handle. Am I really about to meet face-to-face with a crazy serial killer? Am I really about to risk my life? I finally opened the door and got in. I waited another two minutes before actually starting the car and driving to the address Zayn had texted.

            When I arrived at the address I realized that it was an old abandoned warehouse. My hands were shaking horribly. I opened the door and slowly got out. I wanted to jump back in the car and drive as fast as I could back to my flat, but Zayn would only hurt anyone and everyone I’ve ever cared about.

            I walked through the side door he had mentioned in the text. And as he mentioned there was a chair in the middle of the room. I walked over and sat down. I held in tears that have been threatening to spill all night.

            Just as I was about to get up and leave a voice made me jump.

            “Hello Brigh.”

            I didn’t see anyone that the voiced belonged to. The voiced echoed and bounced off the walls; it seemed to come from all different directions. I sat frozen in fear. I didn’t hear anything else until there was a breath on my neck. I jumped up and turned around to see him. Zayn in the flesh. The guy who’s wanted me dead for a long time now.

            “Oh don’t look so surprised now.”

            My mouthed moved, wanting to form words, but failing.

            “Now, what do you need to know?”

            “F-for starters why m-me?”

            “You really don’t remember me?”

            “Yeah, you’re the serial killer who wants to kill me.”

            “So you don’t.”

            “Should I remember you from somewhere else.”

            “Wow, it’s me Brigh. Zayn Malik.”

            Realization hit me like a ton of brick.

            “Oh my god.”

            “So now you remember me. The poor pathetic little nerd who was in love with the pretty popular Brigh.”

            There’s a reason I never talk about school, I hated the person I was.

            “See I would have been okay with getting ignored by you, but no you had to make my life a living hell, and you only made it worse after you found out my feelings for you. After high school I dropped the glasses, changed my hair, and got a new wardrobe, and puberty wasn’t to bad on me. I didn’t kill until last year. I didn’t plan it either. I was on a date with another superficial girl. She was gorgeous, but she reminded me so much of you. The more she talked, the more the anger grew inside me. I grabbed the knife and I couldn’t stop myself. But it was the rush that came after it made me do it again and again. They were always girls that reminded me of you. Then you moved near me and I knew that I had to have you.” He walked closer to me and moved and strand of hair off my shoulder.

            “You know I’m not that same girl in high school. I’ve tried so hard to get rid of her. I am so sorry for everything that I did to you. I had no idea how you truly felt. But you don’t have to kill anyone.”

            “I was  going to stop after I got you, but you ran and I needed to kill. I’m never going to be happy until you’re dead, I want you to know how you made me feel in school. I want to take your life away. Now because of you I’ve killed over twenty girls because you ruined my life back in school.”

            “But you didn’t have to do all of that, you didn’t have to kill anyone. You could’ve just moved on and had a normal life. I know school sucked, but there’s life after school now.”

            “Stop! Just stop talking! There’s nothing you can say or do that’s going to make me change my mind. I’m going to kill you if it’s the last thing I do. Oh, don’t worry, it’s not going to be now, oh no, I’m going to make sure that boy toy of yours is out of the picture first.”

            “No you said you wouldn’t hurt anyone I care about if I came.”

            “Trust me, I won’t hurt him, but he’s going to be out of the picture.” With that he walked out of the warehouse.


            I walked back into my flat, shaking and on the verge of breaking down. That was the stupidest most nerve wrecking thing I have ever done. I could’ve died tonight, just because I wanted answers. When I opened the door to my flat Harry shot off the couch and ran at me, pulling me into a bone crushing hug.

            “Where the hell were you, I was worried sick.”

            “I just went for a walk.”

            “A walk?  A walk? While there is a serial killer out there wanting to kill you, you decided to go for a walk in the middle of the night? Without telling me where you were going? I thought he kidnapped you or something. I was about to call the police when you walked through the door. You scared the shit out of me. And why do you look like you’ve just seen a ghost?”

            “There was a guy out there, who looked a lot like Zayn, but it wasn’t. It just scared me a bit that’s all.”

            “Please never run off like that again.”

            “I won’t, trust me.”

            “Good, now let’s go to bed, I’m extremely tired.”

            I nodded and walked into the room with him. We lay down and he quickly was softly snoring. I, however, couldn’t go to sleep. Coming face to face with a serial killer can make it sort of hard to sleep. I stared at the ceiling thinking of what Zayn could possibly be planning. I can’t believe I didn’t recognize him. Oh my god I was horrible to him in school. I understand why he wants to kill me. I honestly can’t blame him.


            I fell asleep, but the nightmares were ten times worse. Now I had every detail of his face, his scent, his voice, taunting me in my nightmares. I had images of my high school days playing over and over. I had been so horrible to him.

            I walked down the school hallway with my friends, laughing at the losers that walked by us. We stopped at my locker to touch up my makeup. My friends started laughing and I felt someone tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see the nerd of the school standing there.

            “What do you want, Zayn?” I asked rolling my eyes.

            “I-I was wondering, with the d-dance coming up and all, if y-you’d want to go with m-me.” He asked very nervously.

            Me and my friends started laughing loudly.

            “Listen here Zayn, I’m popular and you’re not. Things don’t work like that. I will never like you.”

            He looked down sadly and walked away. Me and my friends laughed and went back to our makeup.

            All of a sudden I was in an empty room, it was me from now. I recognized this room, it was my old classroom, but it was abandoned and full of dirt and torn apart. I heard footsteps and tried to run, but I was bound to a chair and unable to move.

            “Brigh, you should know by now, that running won’t help you.”

            Zayn walked in to the room, wearing an evil smirk, carrying a large knife. I struggled against the restraints.

            “Zayn, stop, you don’t have to do this. I’m so sorry for the way I treated you back in high school.”

            “No, you don’t get to apologize. You’re not sorry at all. You’re only apologizing because your life is now in my hands. It’s pathetic really Brigh. Do you know why we’re here?” He didn’t give me time to talk before answering his own question. “We’re here because this is the place where you ruined my life. Now this is going to be the place where I end yours.”

            I woke up breathing heavily. I looked over to see Harry had gotten up already. The clocked read ten o’clock. I breathed out and rubbed my face, trying to shake the memory of my nightmare. I got up and walking into my bathroom. I washed my face and fixed my hair before walking out into the living room.

            I was confused to not see Harry there. I walked over to the counter to see a note.

            Hey babe, I went to go get some groceries, all of the food in your kitchen had gone bad. I’ll be back soon


            I sat the note down and walked over to my couch, and turned on the TV. There was absolutely nothing on and I refused to watch the news. The way Kate and Michael treated me when I showed up kept playing through my mind. They hate me so much right now and it’s all my fault. I suddenly remembered that they still had my cat. I got up and walked back into my room, getting dressed. I left a note and walked out and got a taxi, since Harry took the car. I gave them the address to the house.

            I got out and walked up to the front door. If they reacted the way that they did the first time, I don’t think I can take it. I slowly knocked on the door. Luckily Edna opened it. Her face brightened when she saw me. Her eyes started watering and she pulled me into a tight hug.

            “Brigh, I can’t believe you’re back.”

            “Yeah I got in yesterday and I stopped by, but Kate and Michael weren’t too pleased to see me.”

            “Oh, well they’re not here at the moment, come in.”

             I smiled and walked in. Instantly Butter came up and started rubbing against my leg purring. I was so excited to see her after so long. I picked her up and starting petting her. Edna stepped into the kitchen and grabbed a plate of cookies.

            I smiled and took one.

            “So where have you been.”


            “Oh my, so far away.”

            “Yeah it was a big change, but it was so beautiful.”

            “I’m so glad you’re safe.”

            I didn’t have the heart to tell her that I really wasn’t so I just nodded. Oh if she only knew.

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Heres the seventh and finally day pf the daily updates now we're going to do weekly updates. so here’s chapter 45. I don’t really know about this one but I hope it’s okay. -Tessa


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