Chapter Four
After Roy hearing of how upset the notes made Ed, he was sent home for the remainder of the day. When Ed asked why, Roy told him it was because he probably needed some time to think things through. Then he was assured that Roy would do his best to find a way to stop the notes. Ed told him that it really wasn't necessary, he could find a way to stop it on his own, but he took the Colonel up on his offer and went home anyway.
Ed made it home relatively early. He had the rest of the day to himself, and he didn't know what to do. He just had an empty house and an entire day on his hands. Maybe he'd just take a walk somewhere. That sounded nice right about then. He walked up the steps of his porch, finding the key to the front door at the same time. Looking down to find the lock, his eyes caught something horrifyingly familiar. A folded piece of white paper, right under his door.
He caught his breath, shocked, but he instantly knew what it was. There was no mistaking it. For some reason, he was scared. He picked it up anyway, and went inside, locking the door behind himself. He had to know what was written in the note. Opening it up with unsteady hands, he only saw two words, written down in a rather large, particularly unruly handwriting.
You're mine
Releasing a breath, he slid down to the floor, the paper landing on the floor next to him. He knew where he lived. Ed felt trapped, like there was nothing he could do to stop this. They were only notes, and he was already so shaken up he cried this morning. What would he do if this man decided to actually come for him and claim him?