CHAPTER TWO: WATCHING YOU
That dream still hasn't gone away, I don't want it to go away. It helps me sleep at night. My days and nights are flooded of thoughts of being with her. I probably don't concentrate as well as I should do, on my work anyway. I concentrate too well on her, on Lisa. About what I can do to her, about how I can get to her, and how I can make her mine. She has no idea what I'm capable of.
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I need to sleep. I'm too scared to go to sleep anymore. His face, that nightmare, it haunts me every night. And now every day. I'm starting to think it will become a reality, I want to know my fate, although I can only think the worst. I've given up thinking I might win. All I think now is how I'm going to loose, so many ways of me dying flash through my head. It's so disturbing. I scare myself. I have no idea of what he's capable of.
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I can see her. She's concentrating so hard on trying to keep me out of her head. She knows I'm watching her. She likes to pretend I've disappeared, gone for good. She knows that will never happen. I know she's suffering inside that professional exterior of hers. She's crumbling into little pieces of sand, I'm not going to stop until she's all mine. She might not like it at first, but I'm sure she'll learn live with it, maybe she might start to enjoy herself. We could be so happy together. Well, I could be so happy, and she'll just have to put up with it. She wouldn't have much of a choice after all. Would she?
Leese, you really don't know what's going through my mind. I really feel for you Leese, you deserve to know it all. I have the right to get revenge on you. You ruined me Lisa Reisert. It's payback.
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I know he's here. He watches me everyday. Stalks me like he did before the…..you know. Except it's different this time. I know he's there. Stop it! Stop thinking about him! He isn't stalking you. Forget about him! I really can't take much more of this, he doesn't leave my thoughts, ever. I try so hard to forget about it. Everyone I know tries to reassure me that nothing will happen, however, everyone isn't many. My father passed away last month, I miss him so much, and he was always there for me. Every time I think about him a little tear falls from my eye. He would always protect me, reassure me, save me. Then there is Cynthia, she isn't much good. Don't get me wrong, I love her dearly, but she's Cynthia, sweet and innocent Cynthia. Not a single bad thought runs through her little mind. She's always so darn happy and cheery. I don't really know anyone else, on a personal level anyway. There's no point being here, there's only work, but I love my work, it keeps me occupied, a little anyway.
I know you're here Jackson, I don't know what you want, but I know you're here.
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Yes, I know, it was really short. But as I was writing this, I felt as though this was a natural break, I couldn't really say no to it. They will meet up soon, don't worry, I promise.
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Rissa
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