Sam parked her car outside of the Community Centre. She stepped out grabbing her bag and walking to the entrance. She pulled open the door and went inside. A custodian smiled at her and she smiled back. "You're here early." She nodded. "Yea I just needed to take a swim. Clear my mind a bit." Sam walked over to the locker room and changed into her swimsuit.

When she got to the pool she smiled softly when she saw that no one else was there. "Perfect" she whispered. She placed her cell on top of her towel and left it on the edge of the pool just in case one of her friends called. Sam trailed her foot into the water before jumping in.

As soon as she hit the water her mind began to replay the events of yesterday. The way she had found James dead. She sighed doing a breaststroke.

Yesterday it had taken her a while to work up the nerve to go back inside and figure out what to do with the body. She had ended up driving the parts to a vacant spot (well away from her home) and buying them. Her mind was fresh with the terrifying sight, and even though she was sure he meant well it didn't't make his gifts any less frightening.

She was scared.

"Who wouldn't be?" Sam sighed. James was dead and gone and it was because of her. Even though she hated him it was scary.

Of course she didn't deny the fact that she had been satisfied for a moment when she realized he had finally paid. But this was too much….Wasn't it?

Sam sighed. "I think too much. James deserved it. "She smirked. "And besides he did it for me...I do owe him." She couldn't deny that she liked the fact that he cared enough about her to get her revenge for her. She continued to swim while washing the memory of James from her thoughts. Her mind at ease. She probably wouldn't have been so relaxed if she knew he was watching her.

He smirked watching her swim. Standing not to far away he could clearly see her body in the water. Smirking he began a text message. He watched her come out of the water grabbing her phone and towel. Sam opened her cell and read:

1 New Text Message.

She selected "Read." Sam narrowed her eyes. "That's strange why would Clover or Alex send me a text? The phone was on." She read the message:

"ENJOYING YOUR SWIM?"

She froze. "Wait he's here?" Sam looked around trying to catch a glimpse of him. "Can he see me right now?" She gave up a moment later, unable to find him.

Another text.

"GREEN LOOKS GOOD ON YOU."

Sam blushed. "Yea he can see me alright." She crossed her arms over her chest feeling anxious. He was here, her admirer. Her eyes scanned the area, but again she saw nothing.

She wondered if he could hear her too. "Who are you?" she asked feeling silly talking to the walls.

A text came again.

"YOUR DEADLY ADMIRER, I'M SURE THAT TELLS YOU ENOUGH."

"He can definitely hear me." Sam sighed. "You know you're driving me crazy." She waited for his response.

"I'M SO GLAD I DO THAT TO YOU."

She gave her phone a glare. The new devil's apparatus. And she was sure he was no less than the devil.

"Who are you." She said in a more demanding tone. "I need to know who you are."

"NAH, YOU'RE NOT SUPPOSSED TO KNOW YET."

He smirked watching her about to rip her hair out from frustration. He would have stopped bothering her, but making her anxious was just way too much fun. And just to see him? That made it even better.

Sam bit her cheek trying to think of a way to make this work. "Will you give me hints?" She didn't have to wait too long for the answer.

"THAT DEPENDS ON THE QUESTION."

She bit her lip thinking for a question she could ask. Her eyes lit up when she got it. "Do I know you?"

"NOT AS WELL AS I WOULD LIKE."

She blinked wondering what that meant. "So I do know you."

"YOU COULD SAY THAT."

He watched her cheering silently and he smirked knowing exactly how to wipe that smile off her face. She stopped smiling when she read the next text.

"BUT THEN AGAIN, HOW MABY PEOPLE DO YOU KNOW?"

She groaned. He had her. It was true she knew tonnes of people, he could still be anyone. Well almost anyone. She paused while thinking hard. If she could just narrow it down she might even have a chance of identifying him.

She decided to start from the obvious. "Are you from my school?" She waited for the answer and sighed when she read it.

"WHAT DO YOU THINK SAMANTHA?"

She gave the phone a small glare, Another text followed.

"I'VE BEEN TO YOUR SCHOOL, YES."

She sighed. Not the answer she had been hoping for. She tried again. "Do you go there?" She waited for the answer.

"TO VISIT? YES."

She frowned. Again, not the answer she wanted. What she knew about him so far was that he was someone she knew, he most probably wasn't from her school, and he was a guy. She paused. She hoped he was a guy. She decided to ask. "You are a boy right?"

He almost laughed when he heard her innocent question. He sent his reply after watching her for a long moment.

"NO I AM YOUR BEST FRIEND CLOVER. SERIOUSLY SAMANTHA."

She actually giggled when she read that. Apparently he had a good sense of humour. Always likeable. She smiled asking her next question. "So you are a guy-" A text cut her off.

"SO GLAD WE'VE FINALLY ESTABLISHED THAT."

Sam pouted because of his response.. "Stop that."

"YOU LOOK CUTE WHEN YOU POUT."

Sam blushed. Another text.

"EVEN CUTER WHEN YOU BLUSH."

That made her blush harder. She paused allowing herself to stop blushing. She thought of her next question. She smiled. "What colour are your eyes?" She waited.

"WHY? ARE YOU TRYING TO PAINT A PICTURE?"

Sam frowned. He was good with comebacks too. Great. It didn't take Sam long to know that she wasn't getting anywhere. He was saying a lot but he wasn't telling her anything she wanted to know. "Why are you doing this?" Another text followed a minute later.

"AGAIN, ADMIRER. YOU DO KNOW YOUR VOCABULARY DON'T YOU?'

She frowned giving the phone another glare. She mumbled. "Smartass."

"I'M GLAD YOU ARE SO OBSERVANT."

She glared harder and seeing that he smirked. She received another text.

"I COULD DO THIS ALL DAY."

Sam frowned. He was good at making her mad. She sighed. "Stop spying on me!"

" I AM ONLY DOING WHAT YOU ALREADY DO."

She glared harder. How dare he say that! She felt her nostrils flaring. "That's my job!" She waited for the reply that came a moment later.

"AND THIS IS MY HOBBY."

She smirked. "Oh? And what if I don't like being your hobby?" She waited once again for the response.

"TOUGH LUCK SWEETIE BECAUSE YOU ARE."

She pouted, but quickly stopped because she remembered his earlier comment. She sighed. "Look I gotta go."

He smirked hearing her voice. She was heading to the locker room when she got his final text.

"FINE GO. IT'S NOT LIKE THAT'LL STOP ME FROM WATCHING YOU."

Sam shivered. She walked to her locker and wasn't all too surprised when she saw a black envelope inside. She smiled softly before pulling it out. As much as she hated to admit it (and she never would out loud just in case he was listening) she was actually beginning to enjoy this. She had never had someone paying so much attention to her before.

She rolled her eyes. "Ugh, now I enjoy his stalking me too. What next?" She quickly changed out of her swimsuit and grabbed the envelope. She took a deep breath before opening it. Her eyes scanned the riddle:

.::.

Beautiful is one word to describe it,

Tempting is another.

I'd like to be close to it all the time.

No it doesn't't know this yet,

but it's very special.

It's irresistible to me,

and I have never been one to resist temptation..

I hope it doesn't't mind me,

stealing this one memory.

Love,

Your Deadly Admirer

.::.

Sam blinked as she tried to figure out what it was that the riddle was describing. "What's beautiful and tempting?" She paused. "Or is that his way of describing it?" She sighed not being able to figure it out.

Obviously this thing got as much attention from him as she did. She paused. If not more. Sam frowned. "Fine so he likes something more than spying on me! Big deal!" Her eyes widened.

"No I'm not jealous?" She bit her lip. "I can't be..it doesn't make sense." She ran her fingers through her hair. "The only way I'd be jealous would be if I love him..." She crossed her arms over her chest. "I can't, I don't, I refuse to LOVE him!" She sighed.

"This is crazy! How can I feel this way about someone I've never met, never seen?!" She paused. He had said she knew him. Still it didn't make sense. Whoever this man was he was really good at playing with her head. How else could she explain feeling anything other than anger towards a man that described stalking her as a hobby?

"But he does care for me, I know that because - " "No!" Sam shut out her own thoughts. This is ridiculous. I do not like this guy. He's dangerous."

She sighed. Okay so she couldn't deny that she was jealous. It was really bothering her that he enjoyed something more than spying on her.

It was official.

She had lost it.

'I'm definitely crazy if I like this torture he's been putting me through. I mean I should be happy he's found something else to be obsessed over."

She gulped. "Something more obsessive to him than me."

Sam wanted to rip out her hair. What was it? What did he find so irresistible? She gave up walking away from the locker room she had just spent an extra half hour in obsessing over him in.

She realized she was still frowning when she saw her face in her car mirror. "Ugh I need to stop this. I'm getting obsessed with a guy I haven't even seen yet." Sam started the car intent on trying to get home and focussing on more important things other than what her admirer was obsessed with.

She stopped on a red light squinting her eyes when the sun made it hard for her to see. She reached up and pulled down the sliding sun blocker. As she did she noticed two envelopes fall out and land on her lap.

A black envelope and...

A green one.

She knew all to well what would be in the black one, so out of curiosity she reached for the green one. Somehow she knew this would be the answer to the riddle she had received earlier. She opened it carefully and raised an eyebrow when she noticed it was a photograph, placed backwards inside the envelope.

She sighed as she pulled it out and turned it over to glance at it. Her eyes widened when she saw what it was.

A picture of her sleeping.

Her mouth hung open in shock. "Wait what?!" She blinked several times. She tried to recall the riddle.

Beautiful and tempting.

"Wait I'm beautiful and tempting?" She blinked. "I was the one he was talking about in the riddle?" Sam blushed as a grin began to form on her face. She wished she could stop it, just in case he was watching her from somewhere.

She had a feeling he was.

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And of course she was right.

He smirked watching her reaction. He loved to see her smile like that, and of course him being the one who caused it made it even better.

She smiled as she reached for the second envelope. Her hands pulled it open quickly. She was no longer disgusted that she was anxious to see what he had to say. She read the words:

"Only I know how hard it was to leave you last night. And Sam, how could I ever be more intrigued by anything more than you?"

She blushed. Okay, so he was capable of charming her too. She sighed wondering if there was anything that he couldn't do. She was sure he was perfect. Sam's eyes widened. Suddenly she snapped out of her fantasy.

"Perfect? Him?!" She gasped. "What the hell is wrong with me? He says he few words of praise and I start acting like a lovesick fool."

She let out a breath. Okay so maybe she liked the attention she got from this man. Maybe she liked the way he was able to make her feel special.

But...

he was still a stalker, and dangerous. He had been in her room last night, watching her while she slept. It was creepy no matter how many times she "pretended" it wasn't. Granted he didn't do anything to her, but what if he got the chance?

Sam sighed again thinking of more reasons why this was bad. He was a killer! And judging by the way he had killed that couldn't have been the first time.

"But he did it for me." Again she shut out her thoughts. "He's may be doing all this for me, but it's got to stop. I'm loosing my mind. I can't fall in love with a criminal. It's wrong." And she knew that all to well from prior experience.

She had to stop him from flattering her, from being around her. It was obvious that he knew her weaknesses. She paused before a smirk formed on her face "If I'm not alone he can't do this anymore. So all I have to do is make sure that there is always someone with me." She smiled. "And who better than Clover to do that!"

She would have thought of Alex first but she had gone away for the holidays to her parents. "Clover is perfect." Sam drove away with a grin on her face. Finally she knew how to stop this.

He smirked watching her speed away without a second glance. "What makes you think I'm about to let Clover take you away from me Samantha?" His eyes narrowed. "You are mine.." He closed his eyes. "And I'm going to make sure it stays that way."

He smirked.

"No matter what it takes."