Flower's Stalker by Taylor Collins (read aloud books .TXT) 📖

2:30am. There was no way that she would be going to sleep.

“He scared the shit out of Sandy,” Flower said.

“Oh.”

There was a long pause before Flower said her goodbyes, and they hung up. She sat there on her bed for the longest before deciding to get a late night snack. She looked in the fridge, and got some cold, fresh celery. She had always had a healthy diet.

She munched on that, and drank water from the faucet. Afterwards, she laid down in bed with the light on, pondering what she would do about the situation. Hopefully, the police could catch the person and put them behind bars. Otherwise, Flower would have to deal with it on her own.

At least she had Sandy and Dan. They were the only ones she could feel comfortable around. Flower wouldn’t know what to do if she didn’t have them.

She dozed off into a sleep without realizing it, and woke up in a sort of a frenzy. She didn’t feel comfortable at all with sleeping at all, but she had been so tired. Luckily, she figured the stalker was too startled to come back in the same night.

She sighed when she flipped her feet out of bed, and sat there rubbing her eyes. She looked at the time, and it was 6am. She didn’t sleep for very long. Her classes at her school were at 9:00am.

Do you want to go to school or stay home today?

The choice is yours

If you choose to go to school go to chapter named: 28

If you choose to stay home today go to chapter named: 29

16

 

16: If you decided to jump through the bedroom window

 

Instantly, Flower panicked, rushing to the window. She quickly opened the window, and jumped out, screaming for help.

She ran to the neighbor’s house, banging on the door for them to let her in.

“This better be good!” The neighbor screamed, before opening the door to see a startled Flower.

What Flower didn’t know was that the intruder was frantically getting in his car, and planned to drive away unnoticed.

“Please call 911, there’s an intruder in my house!” Flower yelled.

“Okay, okay. Quit yelling,” the neighbor who’s name was Lile said.

He called the cops for poor Flower, and Flower told them what happened.

“We’ll do our best to get to the bottom of it,” was all they said.

Flower thanked them, even though they weren’t much help. Sandy looked at Flower with worry, and they stayed up all night together, talking about it.

When it was time for Flower to go to school, she was running on 4 hours of sleep, but she felt fine.

She confronted Sebastian, just to make some conversation.

“Sorry, I know you’re not my stalker,” she said, looking away from him.

“And how would you know that?” Sebastian asked, and he was obviously hurt by her outcome yesterday.

“Because he broke into our house last night, and I saw that he wasn’t you.”

Sebastian smugly snorted. “Well, I still love you.”

The stalker had been far too built to be Sebastian. Sebastian was too frail and skinny. She would have to find a different lead.

But she did find it a little odd that he had fallen in love with her when he barely knew her. She contemplated for a moment.

“How do you love me? You barely know me,” she said, a questioning look on her face.

“I believe in love at first sight. And you’re my one.”

Flower couldn’t help but to giggle and blush, which made Sebastian shrug.

He was quite romantic, and she couldn’t help but to feel joy with his remarks.

“I’m glad we can still be friends,” Flower said.

“I want to be more than your friend. Will you please let me take you on a date?” he asked so suddenly. Flower didn’t know how to respond at first.

 

Do you let Sebastian take you on a date or decline Sebastian?

If you choose to let Sebastian take you on a date go to chapter named: 26

If you choose to decline Sebastian go to chapter named: 27

17

 

17: If you chose to try to stab him

 

Flower already had the pocket knife in her hand, and she just stared at him with it. He took a step toward her, and she backed up putting the pocket knife out in front of her in defense.

The killer chuckled, knowing well that he could overpower the girl. Before she could even try to stab him, he grabbed her arm, and twisted the knife out of her hand.

She cried out for help, but nobody came. The stalker then proceeded to knock Flower out for an easier kidnapping.

He used chloroform to knock her out, and carried her to his car that he parked down the road, out of sight.

He chuckled as he drove away with Flower, and Flower was never heard of again.

She ultimately met her doom.

 

You got a bad ending… Try again?

18

18: If you chose to go to sleep

Flower wearily completed her homework, and felt there was no need for any additional studying. That wouldn’t be necessary. She figured she knew plenty of information about her schooling, and didn’t need to.

Looking at the time read 10pm. She sighed. She would be going straight to sleep after she went to get a good late night snack. She fumbled her pencils away, and stood up from her desk. She walked over to her door, and opened it to reveal a long hallway with a light on. Sandy was still up; she was sitting in the living room. Flower didn’t feel like withholding a conversation with Sandy, so she grabbed a yogurt and a spoon. She walked her way back to her room.

She sat at her desk while eating her yogurt, and when she was done, she trashed the yogurt container, and put the spoon where it belonged.

Flower then decided to lay down in her bed. It was dark. She forced her eyes closed, and she tossed and turned for about 30 minutes before she could drift into a slumber.

Her dream was evil. Someone had drugged her with an injection which they injected into her right arm. It made her feel extremely loopy, and her vision blurred. She couldn’t move. Whoever it was proceeded to drag her outside, and loaded her up in the backseat of their car. As they were driving away, Flower made the realization that this wasn’t a dream. She tried her best to panic, but she was far too drugged up from whatever the person had her on. All she could do was watch through blurry vision as the person in the front seat drive away to God knows where. Flower was dreadfully devastated. She knew she would never be heard from again, and nobody would ever find her. Her assumption was correct, and Flower’s fate forever remained a mystery.

You got a bad ending. Try again?

 

19

 

19: If you chose to study after not telling Dan

Flower felt sleep wasn’t an option, or at least the right option. Something felt off about this night, and she felt that sleeping wouldn’t be good. She decided to wait it out and study. Picking up her textbooks out of her bag, she studied on Biology. Her bedroom light started flickering, but she didn’t notice it because she was deep into studying. She crammed knowledge in her head.

There was soon a knock on her bedroom door. It was Sandy. She had cooked supper. It was spaghetti and meatballs. Flower’s diet consisted of fruits and vegetables, but Flower decided it was okay to take a cheat day. She grabbed her textbook, and went out there to socialize while eating.

Sandy’s jokes were cracking up Flower. She thought for sure she was going to choke on her food. Plenty of nights Sandy had told her jokes, which lightened the mood. If she ever died from this stalker situation, she would surely miss Sandy.

Sandy went to bed, and Flower was left alone in the living room. She was determined not to go to sleep, however, and she was left there restless.

She studied some more, and then she heard a noise coming from Sandy’s room. She took in a deep breath. Thinking maybe it was just Sandy, she continued studying. Then there was a blood curdling scream. Oh no! It was Sandy!

Flower jumped up from her seat at her desk, and went to go grab a knife. She took another deep breath at Sandy’s bedroom door, before opening it, and turning on the light. There Sandy sat rocking back and forth with a note in her hands, and her window open. She looked at Flower and ran into her arms. Flower hugged Sandy closely.

“Sandy, what happened?” Flower asked.

Sandy pulled away from Flower, and stuttered, “He told me to give you this.”

Flower took the note from Sandy’s hands, and looked at it.

It was in an envelope that said ‘To Flower’.

As Flower skimmed over it, she realized it was from the person who left the note in her locker. She nearly puked.

“I’m sorry, Sandy.”

Sandy was non-responsive for the rest of the night, and Flower didn’t want to sleep at all after that. She led Sandy to the living room, and