A/N: So in the spirit of All Hallow's Eve, I've decided to post a slightly (by my terms) eerie chapter to Falling Up. (Hey! If you want creepy, try two of my other stories! Trust me, I know creepy.) I've also decided to go two chapters, then switch back to my little stalker's 3rd person POV. It'll go something like this: stalker chapter, regular chapter: 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11, 12, 13, 14, 15... If I have enough luck to reach 15 chapters. Heh...
Chapter 5: But You Can't Take Away, Turn Away, Run Away, Screw With Me
His target was on the move…
But not in any big way.
She flitted delicately from room to room, a stunning smile gracing her lips. Her eyes glinted in the sunlight that made its way into the rooms through clean windows, setting her chocolate eyes on fire. There was something about those irises that made him tick…
He had forgone the binoculars for a telescope. The fact that Venus was out this morning just over the house was an added bonus for cover-up.
But, he wasn't here for planets.
Just as she disappeared from his sight, she exited the house through a back door and proceeded down the boardwalk, towel and book in hand. Taken by surprise, he jerked up from the eyepiece, tilting the scope slightly further up, and watched as she walked towards him. With unparalleled grace, she strode past him, seemingly not noticing him. The lack of attention created an extreme reaction in his brain, as if a hydrogen bomb had been ignited. A rage flickered briefly in his head, kindling a burning fury. Just as he was about to explode, saunter over, and blindly rip her neck wide open, she looked up and smiled at him. He froze over, melted, and froze over again. A bit rigid, he waved stiffly back, forcing a smile onto his face. After laying her towel out, she padded over the sand to reach him.
"Venus?" She asked, gesturing to the telescope. He nodded, not quite sure what to say. "May I take a look?" She flashed him her brilliant smile. Nodding again, he stepped aside and watched in a shocked state as she leaned over and peered through the eyepiece, her grin growing. After a few seconds, she stood up and looked back at him. "Ahhh, Venus. It's a pretty planet on the cover." She shrugged. "Thanks." Returning to her book, she nodded at him and trudged back.
A few moments later when a chill danced up her spine and she turned to discover the source, she didn't find a trace of him save a small yellow spine, which she held up for the wind to take.