Forbidden love: a supernatural mystery

I woke up with the horrid sound of my alarm clock, I almost knocked it down the side table. “Just another boring day of work”, saying as I got up from bed. It was currently 7am. I slowly stepped into the shower as the warm water poured on me it felt like it was washing away all my sorrows my body ached for more but I had to go, all good things eventually come to an end. I got out and roughly brushed my hair, I didn't care much about my outfit and just wore whatever touched my hand first. It was a plaid skirt with a button up shirt and sweater, this shall do. I speak to myself usually when I’m alone and well... I’m always alone. But today felt weirdly different like something was going to happen. Something I don’t know about—I usually get these instincts where I feel like the whole future is written, engraved in my brain but I’m not smart enough to deduce it— Finally when I reach at the cafe and I come out of my reverie, wear my apron and ready to take orders when one of my co worker tried to talk to me when I really was not in a mood. “hey hey hey what-cha up to rose”, he was talking quite informally for someone I dont even remember the name of... Elliot was it ? “Hey, just..doin’ my job”, I chuckled awkwardly, Well atleast I can say I tried my best to talk politely. “uhm..have you seen julie by any chance ?” I tried to ask not wanting to make it too obvious that I clearly didn’t want to talk to him julie on the other hand was my only friend which I can talk to comfortably “oh haha yeah she was just in the kitchen, you’ll find her there probably” He replied, pretty sure my efforts were of no use. I just wanted to get away with talking much. I take my notepad and start to take orders. It was then I noticed a certain someone on phone he looked busy maybe it was a call from his office but it didn't really look like that either it was as if he was looking for something or someone..maybe he has a girlfriend -that would suck- I really need to stop making whole ass scenerios and assumptions about peoples life who are around me but I couldn't help it. I could only hear a little bit but I didn't pay much attention, "Are you sure it was here..No I'm not saying your methods are wrong I'm just saying that maybe something went wrong..." I was too distracted by his .... features, he had luxuriant bronze colored hair, his skin was so pale but looked soft with an even texture, he looked fairly tall—skinny but muscular—dont mind me talking his order in particular maybe even get a chance to talk, god knows. I walk up to his table, he felt quite...disturbed in a way I think perhaps it was related to the call he was on. nope it was definitely about the call he was on “Sir, would you like to give your order ?”, I asked politely while placing the menu in front of him. he waved his hand at me—motioning he doesn’t want anything yet—and glanced at me for well what I think was 0.2 seconds I couldn't help but notice his dreamy dark amber eyes, they looked so... mythical and magical, he looked like he would be the alpha of werewolves if those existed .. and if his skin wasn't so pale and then everything happened so suddenly that it was not enough time for me to process anything that was happening, he got up and looked so dazed which was quite unusual and then just abruptly left, whereas I just stood there questioning everything...maybe being eccentric is a part of his personality because I was so sure that I certainly did not pinch him or anything. I was walking home today, I really hope it doesn't rain. should've checked the weather before leaving. I was walking alone but it felt as if I was not.. I tried to focus on the music that was blasting in my ears but it was of no help it felt as if someone was following me..that was one of my biggest fears.. stalkers.. I had this deep inner feeling that I had a pair of eyes which were constantly watching me as if a lion moves slowly for his prey.. trying not to scare off its prey, I looked back multiple times but I could only see an empty street with leaves of different shades of fall, some were orange some were yellow..it was a beautiful sight, but the strange feeling covered me again. I walked faster but if someone was actually following me then I couldn't make it too obvious, I shouldn't let it get to me thinking I wouldn't show it that I'm too vulnerable then it wouldn't get me...I won't let it. without looking back I reach home and took a deep breath. It was surely a long day, the feeling still didn't go away but I tried not to notice it. It was getting pretty late anyways and I hadn't eaten much since morning so I was starving. I play my fall playlist on the record player that I owned, fall had always been my favourite season. I then lit the fireplace and make my way to the kitchen, opening the fridge hoping I'll find something to eat, there was some frozen chicken which I bought two days ago, this'll do. I take the container out turned on the stove and cooked the chicken with a side of mashed potatoes and some vegetables. on the side I made myself a hot cup of coffee with added mocha. placing everything nicely in the living room on the table. Trying to make my non-aesthetic life a little bit aesthetic I turned on netflix on my tv and played gilmore girls for more autumn vibes, it was now around 11pm. I should be awarded the slowest eater in the world..I don't mind tho. just as I was done eating, I didn't complete the show but I got ready for bed, did my little non existing skin care and went to bed, I was shuffling in the bed, I still had that constant feeling that I was not alone and someone was with me. So I got out of bed and sat in front of the fire place with my book wuthering hieghts, I always envied their love.. the way even after catherine died heathcliffs love didn't die for her..but we couldn't deny the fact that it was doomed and it destroyed them and everyone around them.. maybe love is doomed after all, maybe it doesn't work out anyways.. lovers are suppose to be departed atleast in reality, the true love is only either in mythical stuff or it's just tottaly fantasy with vampires, werewolves, witches. this reading wasn't going well either so I placed the book back on the shelf when I noticed something fall.. it was an letter that I recognized very vividly and I was just as afraid to open it, fearing the hauntings it may cause. my hands reached to it anyways and I opened it with shaky hands. I started to read it, it was the goodbye letter that my mother wrote when she was leaving us, it was originally for my father, and no one knew about it according to both my parents I knew that my mother was dead...but that was just a lie that she asked my father to tell me. according to all the rumors she fell in love with a man who was in some sort of a cult and that he was a wizard, so apparently she started practicing magic and witchcraft and ran away with him... I didn't believe all this, all these rumors until I found this letter. it was an assurance.. that there might be a possibility of the rumors being true I still didn't want to believe it but now all this stuff has been a great part of my life. as I came back to reality, my face was wet with tears both dry and wet, I could feel new ones forming as it stung my eyes.. I wiped them away and without a second thought I burned the letter in the fireplace...I watched it turn into nothing but just a memory..when I heard a creak on my window, I immediately looked back and saw a shadow from my eyes which were blurry due to the thick tears. at this point not even caring about protection.. I was too vulnerable. I was half asleep but I could swear I saw some standing in front of me...