The Fat Program

Chapter 14

Recap:

"Stay here." Cameron whispered. He slowly untangled himself from me and stalked towards the door. he creaked open the door, took a peak outside. I guess he knew who it was because he opened the door wide. But when I peaked around him from where I was in the kitchen, I saw no one, but an envelope. And it was addressed to me.

Oh God no.

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He slowly bent over, checking left and right all the while making sure if anyone was at the door or near by. He picked up the envelope, read the top of it, seeing it was addressed to me, he turned around and slammed the door shut. He stalked over to me and silently threw the envelop onto the kitchen table.

We stared at it silently, not saying anything, and not daring to open it just yet.

"What do we do?" I asked. 

He waited for a moment, not saying anything. Then he opened and closed his mouth a few times. When he was finally able to speak he said, "We open it. And we read it."

We kept staring at it as though it were a virus or something. It might as well have been since we already knew who it was from. 

(A/N: THEY KNOW IT'S A STALKER)

"So on the count of three?" I finally asked, reaching for the envelope and taking it into my hands.

"Sure." was all he said.

"One."

"Two."

"Three!" We both shouted at the same time. I ripped one end of the envelope and he ripped the other. What fell out made me gasp.

Pictures fluttered top the ground in heaps. Then one white piece of paper fell out on top of it all. I grabbed the note while Cameron struggled to capture all the photos scattered around us. 

This note was longer than the first. It read:

     We still see you. No matter what you look like.

     We are close to you.

     You could call us a relative.

     We'll expose who you are to the media.

     We'll make you crumble to your knees.

     Beware, and watch where you go.

I had no idea what all this meant. Well I know what it meant, but i had no idea why anyone would do this to me. I'm so confused it's so frustrating! I want to smack my head against the wall until I figure it out but I know that won't help me in this situation. everything I do now is being watched. That's a little creepy right?

Okay it's REALLY creepy! I just don't know what to do now. 

I sat down with a thump onto the kitchen chair. I scratched my head, trying to think of someone who I know that's been watching me.

The only suspects were Cameron, his mom and brother, and my aunt. But my aunt is too weak in the hospital so that left those three. But I know them well, and I know that they would never do something like that to me.

While I was thinking about all this Cameron was standing idly, sifting through the stack of photos. He had a worried look on his face.

I was scared so I asked, "What are they Cameron?"