And Now a StalkerA Chapter by Brooklynget ready for the world's shortest chapterWhen I get home my brother is
waiting on the couch. “So? Do I have to kill him?” “No, you do not.” I answer and
he smiles. He has asked the same question every time I have gone out on a date
for a year. Since Mason and I went steady. I sigh and flop down on the couch
next to him. “So some guy dropped by while
you were gone…” “Oh?” I look at him surprised
and wonder who it could possibly be. “Yeah he was from that band that
you went to see over the weekend.” He raises an eyebrow, “Is there something
you forgot to tell me, Little Sis?” “No.” I slap his shoulder and he
mocks being in pain. “Anyway, he asked me to give you
this.” He hands me a corner torn of some piece of paper. It said “please call” and then a
phone number. His phone number. And I have a feeling I know who’s it is. “No means no.” I whisper out
loud even though he can’t hear me. I hope. What if he’s hiding in my closet?
Okay. I’m over reacting. But seriously, he found out where I lived and dragged
the whole band down here and talked to my brother for god’s sake! Does he not
expect me to think he’s a creepy stalker?! I get up and throw the scrap of
paper into the trash can. © 2012 BrooklynReviews
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