Episode 19 - The Stalker
The stalker pulled up to her motel carpark and carried her stolen booty inside. She clutched the precious undies and Nike close to her breast. The room was a shrine to Chloe. Over the bedhead were photographs of Chloe, taken candidly outside her work, her apartment and the Prince of Wales. There was also one of her and Sara taken outside the apartment building. Chloe was carrying a carton and Sara was unlocking her door. Sara's face had been obliterated with slash marks.
She carefully placed the tennis shoe on the bedside table beside her favorite picture of Chloe. She was in mid-stride on one of her morning jogs, her firm muscles suspended and flexed on Kodak paper. Chloe's head was turned facing the camera. The stranger had feared that Chloe had spotted her when she had taken it. To her, it looked like her beloved was staring deep into her eyes. She stroked the photograph tenderly.
She showered and changed into Chloe's stolen panties and danced around the room, clutching a pillow to her chest, imagining she was embracing her sweetheart.
She inserted a cassette into the VCR and a home video of Chloe played. She had dubbed the tape with background music of the Nine Inch Nails; Chloe's favorite band. Their music throbbed ominously as Chloe shopped and jogged. The grrl paused, rewound and slo-mo'd her favorite scenes. She reminded herself to get the tape copied. The cassette was becoming worn and jumpy from hundreds of viewings.
She ordered room service and while she ate, she thought of what she had witnessed today. She had to use every ounce of her strength to stop herself from ramming Chloe's car when she saw Sara getting into the passenger seat this morning.
She grinned when she thought of how close she had come to getting her revenge on Sara. If it wasn't for that bitch, Midge, she would have strangeled Sara during the brawl. She had been standing on the outskirts of the supporters stand when the fight broke out. When she saw Sara had become entangled in the fight, she couldn't resist. Sara hadn't even seen her stalk up behind and grab her in a headlock. She touched her eye that was bruised and discolouring from the flurry of punches Midge had administered to her.
The stalker opened up her laptop and logged on. She did a search and it wasn't long before she found what she was looking for. A step by step instruction page on how to make home-made bombs.
to be continued... |
