A/N: I do not own any of the lyrics in this song, I will tell you once I am finished writing. This chapter is based on the stalkers point of view just to let people know that might get confused.
One part of this song sounds like it's referring to a man but it doesn't, at least I think differently. Let's just see how this goes…
' One day,' he thought to himself, ' One day she will figure out who I am, and boy will she be surprised. I can see the look on her face already.'
He just sat there, staring through the window of Amy Dumas' house. He didn't even notice the sun starting to slowly go down and turn the sky into crimson waves of awaiting darkness. He was studying her, figuring out her ways of life. If he was going to get her he needed to study her.
You're fearing me, cause you know I'm a beastWatching you when you sleep, when you're in bed I'm underneath
He watched as she started to slowly take her black cardigan sweater off, revealing a hot pink silky braw. Chills were sent down his spines when he saw her actions. He looked at her like a mad man, wondering if she was playing games with him, making him want to touch and feel her.
But she didn't know. She couldn't see the shadow from behind the bushes staring at her. She didn't know that he was desperately trying to stay still, keeping from going into her house to get his hands on her soft, tan skin.
You're trapped in halls, and my face is the wallsI'm the floor when you fall, and when you scream it's cause of me
He was tempted to caress her. He wanted to feel the warmness of her lips up against his again. He knew she would never kiss back, but when she found out who it was she would want to kiss him. She would want to hold his hand and hug and bat her eyes at him. She would want to blush whenever she saw him coming towards her.
I'm the living dead, the dark thoughts in your head
I know just what you said
That's why you've got to be threatened by me
As he watched her undress and put on her night gown, he noticed how much he had missed this wonderful woman. How could he dare try and kill her? ' There was a girl with her, remember? She could have told her. That's who you tried to kill, you tried to kill the young Stacy Keibler, not Amy.' But would even give him the idea of trying to kill his other friend? ' She might tell someone.' That was true. Knowing Stacy had a big mouth, he knew she would end up telling somebody. But he didn't step on the gas hard enough, he didn't drive fast enough. Remembering that, he touched his left cheek and was only greeted by an excruciating pain. He couldn't believe how stupid he had been. He only got himself hurt.
Finally, the moment he had waited for came. Amy had went inside her bathroom to brush her teeth before she went to bed. Now, it was his time to intrude her house without him knowing.
You should be watching me, you should feel threatened
While you sleep, while you creep, you should be threatened
Every time your lady speaks she speaks to me, threatened
Half of me you'll never be, so you should feel threatened by me
He quickly, but silently, crept towards her window. It would only take about a minute, so why was he so darn scared? She wouldn't see him, at least he wouldn't allow it.
He took out a pocket knife and slipped it through one side of the window, the same with the other. He started to pull on it. It didn't budge. He tried pulling as hard as he could, yet it still didn't budge. 'What the fuck is wrong with this window?!' He tried again. It finally opened, but something else opened. His mouth. He screamed as loud as he had ever in his life. There was a throbbing pain in his left arm and he knew what had happened, he tore his muscle.
Then he saw her moving inside of her bathroom. ' Shit,' he thought to himself.
You think you're by yourself, but it's my touch you felt
I'm not a ghost from Hell, but I've got a spell on you
In one blink I'll disappear, and then I'll come back to haunt you
He saw her as she looked around with a worried expression on her face. He smiled. He had seen that expression many times before. He chuckled as he heard her scream. No, she hadn't seen him, her phone had started to ring. Now he would finally get a chance, just hopefully she would see it, not him.
I'm telling you, when you lie under a tomb
I'm the one watching you
That's why you got to be threatened by me
He got up from his hiding position and ran to her window. He quickly ripped off the paper which was a sticky note. Oh, she would be surprised.
You should be watching me, you should feel threatened
While you sleep, while you creep, you should be threatened
He put the sticky not on her window as he waited for her to turn around.
She finally got off the phone and he noticed that she looked shocked when she saw the yellow piece of paper on her window. He saw her form the words listen. Now she had a questioning look on her face.
Every time your lady speaks she speaks to me, threatened
AMY'S POV
She was once again wondering how he could do this to her. He was ruining her life. That's when she looked out her window, into the bushes. Her mouth went agape.
END OF POV
He noticed her look of astonishment when she looked out her window.
Half of me you'll never be, so you should feel threatened by me
She knew it was him. She then started to mouth out the words…J…
A/N: That song is called "Threatened" by Michael Jackson. I left out a lot of words because the rest was talking and it didn't make sense. I totally just gave the biggest hint in the world! I shouldn't have…Do you know who the stalker is now?? Thanks for the reviews, and please review this chapter!!! I'll be LMAO if you haven't figured out who the stalker is yet. HAHAHA! Peace babes and pimps. (or hotties…my sister tends to get these words stuck in my head so don't frightened if I put it into a review.)
