Her Unarmed Savior

The Picture

I climb the pipe and up to her room. She was lying on her bed and reading a book.

'School just ended and she's again reading? Give this girl a freakin' medal.' I think.

I text my friends about her doings and go back to watching her. Now when I am looking at her, she's good looking, very. Dark brown hair, slightly tanned skin and a hot body. Yep, very pretty. She suddenly gets up from her bed and goes towards the wardrobe. She pulls out a white towel and goes out of the room. Seems to me, she has gone for a shower.

An idea strikes my mind. I stealthily enter her room and start rummaging through her belongings. Turns out, she was reading a science facts book. I suppress the urge to facepalm and check her dresser. I find a picture of her and a man. It was a cute picture. The man was raising her up in his arms and she was laughing. She must be around 2 or 3 in this picture. I start smiling on seeing the picture.

Suddenly, I hear footsteps which were getting louder by each second. I panic and look around for a place to hide. My eyes fall on the window and I immediately rush towards it and go out, sticking to the pipe as if my life depends on it.

A while later, I muster up courage and look through the window to see that she is gone and the door of her room is closed. I heave a sigh of relief and go back into her room. Her room is painted a tangerine color with black bed sheets and white furniture. A TV hangs from the wall and there are a few pictures framed on the wall.

I look at the pictures and notice that most of them are pictures of her childhood with a young man and a woman.

'Her parents, presumably.' I think.

A liitle later, I realise today's 'Stalk Time' is over, so I go back to my motorcycle and take off towards home.

Now that I think about it, it wasn't so bad stalking Emily or whatever her name was. She seems like a nice girl and she'd be sort of fun to stalk.

"Well, only time will tell." I say to myself aloud.

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