Stalked

Chapter 4

I go to school and tell my friend Eve what happened. Eve has black curly hair, around 5'7, Puerto Rican with tan skin and 100% that b**ch.

Eve: I think it's kind of hot having a stalker but then there are more cons than pros.

Me: I did not once say he was a stalker. I just told you he is just a weird man who stares at me every time. But do you realize how much danger I could be putting myself in by doing what I did. He is f*****g stalking me.

Eve: Well he sure as hell sounds like a stalker but a hot one. I mean he knows your every move and plus he stares at you constantly. I wouldn't mind that.

I remind her of all the danger and bring her back to reality and change her mind.

Eve: Yea you are right what the hell was I thinking. And he is a stalker because he knew your grandpa was your grandpa and he doesn't know you.

Me: So what should I do?

Eve: Well first off don't tell your grandparents s**t because then they are going to kill you. But it is best for them to know and if you do tell them you just gotta face them but if you don't tell them you just gotta be more careful when walking home and try to stay unseen.

Me: Well I guess I'm not telling them because I don't wanna disappoint them.

Eve: Ok but you know if you need a ride you can always call me.

Me: Thanks Eve

Eve: No Problem love

I come to the final conclusion of not telling my grandparents and just keeping things neutral and staying out of sight.