Chapter Three

For an entire week Michael continued to send Kim expensive gifts. She received tons of red roses, a toy store worth of stuff animals, dozens of furs, and thousands of dollars worth of jewelry. She threw away the roses, gave the stuff animals and furs to Good Will, and the jewelry was pawned and the money she received donated. Kim didn't want to keep anything that man gave her.

To make matters worse, she was having a repeating dream of the Valentine's Day when he tried to force her to sleep with him.

Kimberly was seriously getting sick and tired of him. She felt he was stalking her. He kept on sending her things to places she didn't even go regularly and each time kept leaving a card saying how much he missed her and he can't wait to see her. The last one was disturbing.

Kim had opened her apartment door to the now daily delivery man. She took the roses and opened the box as usual and threw away the roses as usual. She read the card in hopes it may say something different or just to keep track on how crazy Michael had really become since she last saw him.

Hi, Sunshine

Kim really hated that name. It worse than being called Kimmy by Rita, Lord Zedd, and Goldar put together.

I hope to see you tonight.

Love, Michael

That was all it said and it sent a chill down Kim's spine. Michael really had become insane. What did he think he was getting at? A future?

Kim gasped and placed her hand over her heart dropping the card. Her phone rang again and she answered it.

"Hello?" She asked in a shaky voice.

"Hey Sunshine," Came a voice Kimberly hadn't heard in years. "Why do you sound so scared? Anyway, I'm looking forward to tonight. Wear something lavendar. You know how much I loved you in lavendar? Love you, Sunshine."

Kim quickly hung up he phone. How did he get her number? She opened the phone book next to the phone. She just had to make sure she wasn't listed and she knew Diana, Aisha, or Trini or any one of her other friends would give him any information on her. She looked up Hart and did not find her number nor her address.

Now Kim was really spooked. She had a stalker who still thought he was her boyfriend.

Another ring and another jump from the woman. This time Kim was reluctant to answer and waited for the machine to get it.

"Hey, Kim, it's Tommy. I couldn't sleep and thought I give you a call and see how you were doing. You didn't seem to talktive in our chats in a couple of days..."

Kim answered her phone after the shock wore off.

"Hey, Tommy." She said in a still shaken voice as she turned off the machine.

"Kim, what's wrong?" Tommy's voice immediately took on concern.

"Nothing. I watched a scary movie last night and had a nightmare."

She knew it was a lie. She was hoping he bought it. There was no need to worry him at this point. At least that was what she hoped.

"Um... Ok. I just called to see how you were doing."

"Fine." Kim answered simply.

"Good."

They talked until Tommy became too tired to keep upp and Kim had to get ready for work.

Kim's day went smoothly. There were no more suprises from Michael and she was relieved by that. Kim thought he might have backed out of his promise to see her that evening, but was surprised to find him at the diner she usually ate dinner.

Kim's first thought was to go in there and tell him off, but she thought better of it. Her second thought was to just walk by and head straight home to see what was in her fridge.

Picking the latter, Kim picked up her pace and began her walk to her apartment. She turned her head when she heard the door to the diner open and saw Michael step out and follow her.

Kim began to speed walk and heard his footsteps quicken. She started to jog and heard him jogging too. Kim broke out into a run. She heard nothing. Turning her head she saw he was no longer in pursuit. Then she ran into something or more correct someone.

Kim let out a low shreik as she felt Michael's hands grab ahold of her shoulders. She was in a daze. How did he... Of course. They had passed a small building. It's alleyways were connected, hooking in the back. Michael had started to jog, knowing Kim would run and ran behind the building. Kim felt stupid. She knew she couldn't have out ran him. He was the best runner on the high school track team.

Kim stared into his green eyes and felt her entire body freeze up and just when she thought things couldn't get any worse, the bastard kissed her.

Kim reacted in the best way she knew how. Her ranger reflexes kicked in. Putting as much force in her hit, Kim's right arm went back and she hit Michael in the chest with the heal of her palm. She brought her knee up, grabbed his head and rammed it into her knee. His upper body flew back and before he could double over in pain, she grabbed his arm and flipped him. She kicked him in the chest for good measure and ran all the way to her apartment, locking the door behind her.

Just telling everyone, this is going to have about thirteen chapters.

So what do you think? Is it darker than it's prequel?