Kapitel 34: Stalker

JASON POV:

Stalker much? Damn right I am—but only for her. I know it's crazy, and hell, I probably need help. Nah, scratch that—I need her. This was ridiculous. What the hell was I doing here? So, this was the dump where she lived. I had followed her back after a day of pretending she didn't exist. So much for ignoring her. It had taken everything in me not to glance her way today. 

But here I was, watching her from the shadows like some kind of psycho. What the fuck was wrong with me?

I watched her walk up to her door, locking it behind her as if that flimsy piece of wood could keep anything—or anyone—out. The neighborhood was a shithole, and the thought of her living here only added to my frustration.