John:z

- "I don't need that" I say while I stare at him fiercely. "You can keep it." I jokingly say as I fake a small smile. Like hell I'm going to use that again ever. I can live without it for a while, thanks to you I have trauma of sex anyways.

- "Oh not just this, Zoe wanted to give you some travel food on your way, but she forgot like an idiot." he brings out a small package from his bag. "I figured you wouldn't miss your chance to stop by this place. And I was right. Hehe" he smiles.

- "And how did you know that exactly?" I ask curiously. If it was Jerry who took my stuff then that would actually explain everything. My sketchbook was missing yesterday. He could've gone through it. And my missing vibrator and undie. This fucking psycho.

- "I'm sorry it was me who took your stuff yesterday. I'm also here to apologize for that also. I did replace the batteries in your flashlight." he starts to approach me.

- "And like Zoe said this one's battery was the most used up one". He's now one meter away from me, reaching out his hand to give me the stuff.

Like that kind of excuse will be enough for invading my privacy. They're the ones who invited me, they're the ones who begged me to stay and even in the start they're the ones who attacked me first. What do I do to make him give up? Even now he's only smiling to make me lower my guard, to calm me down. I have to figure out what his obsession is with me.

- "You shouldn't have. I have all the stuff that I need." I point at my bag. "Also going through my stuff was a really shitty thing to do." I walk past him without receiving the package. Let's just leave him hanging.

- "Come on, Ema!", he pleads with me. I keep on going forward without looking back. He catches up with me. "Please just take this. Zoe will be sad if I bring this back home with me! You don't want her to be sad right?". He's walking right beside me getting closer with each step. Now his shoulders are almost touching mine, whenever I step forward he would intentionally bump into me. Guilt trips and physical contacts are getting annoying real quick.

- "Fine! I'll take it. Thank Zoe for me, will you?" Now I need an excuse to make him leave. I look around and notice the clouds are getting thicker. "You better go back home now too. It looks like it's about to rain. Get home before you get wet." I say as I wave him goodbye. I walk past him again but he grabs my arm. He's not the type who takes no as an answer, huh? Fuck!

- "Please wait. I have something to tell you. Can you wait for a moment?" he says to me. That pleading tone of his does not match the strength he's putting in his hands to hold me back. My other free hand is free and already tight on the knife hold.

- "WHAT! What exactly do you have to tell me that you couldn't have yesterday, huh? I was about to leave last night but you guys were the one who begged me to stay. I was supposed to be almost halfway to the next city. Now just leave me alone!" Now I'm visibly angry. Now he looks like a sad child that just got scolded by his mother. I leave him there and walk past him to the woods at a fast and angry pace.

- "I have feelings for you Ema!" he shouts at me. I was shocked to hear that and stopped frozen right where I stood. He starts to approach me as he says "Ever since the first time I saw you in "Weaver", all I can think about is you! Please stay! Or we can go together, wherever you want to go. You decide! I want to be with you!".

I turn around in disbelief. If anyone sane were to look at my face at that moment they would know what I'm thinking in a glance. "What the fuck did you just say?!" So all this obsession for 2 whole days just to tell me that he loves me! I knew he was a psycho but to this extent I did not expect. We only exchanged a few sentences in the supermar… Hold up! "Weaver?" As in "Sweater Weaver"?!!! I stripped and wiped myself there! Does he mean he saw all that?

- "Wait, WHAT?! Did you just say "Weaver"?" I ask aggressively. That catches him off guard. Now he realized he slipped up. His face lights up with realization, but he's still walking towards me.

- "I didn't mean to peek. But you were the one who started stripping. I've never seen anybody that beautiful before. You stole my heart, Ema" he says in a sweet tone. I take out my knife and hold it between us. But that doesn't stop him.

- "Stay the fuck BACK, Jerry!" I shout at him but his walking pace doesn't change at all.

- "You outright rejected me when we were in that apartment and I told Zoe to fix her fucking mistake by bringing you home. And she did a really good job! And I also had to make sure you don't leave during the night. That's why I took your stuff when you were showering. I know it's selfish and I should've been more respectful of your privacy but I don't regret a single thing I did. All those things made sure you didn't leave me." Jerry says.

Now he's right in front of me. His chest is right against my knife. I'm fucking terrified of what he's saying my head is blank with fear. "I love you, Ema. You're so beautiful". He holds my knife hand tightly. He grips it strongly to almost as if to squeeze the knife out of my hand. I need to figure something out. I need to get away from him.

"Please forgive me. Stay, Ema." Jerry whispers to my ear. His other hand is caressing my face gently. He leans in to kiss me getting closer and closer. I can feel his breath on my skin now. "Warm" I think as my mind goes blank.

I brought my knee up and hit him in the crotch. He lets go of my hand and I run away as fast as I can towards the woods. I look back only once and Jerry's right where I hit him holding his crotch and grunting in pain. Our eyes meet and his face turns red with anger.

- "COME BACK HERE YOU BITCH!" he shouts as he stumbles forward with small steps. That is not how you should talk to someone who you declared your love just seconds ago folks.

I run as fast as I can and reach the forest border. It was as steep as I hoped it would be. If I can climb this part up then the rest of the escape should be a piece of cake. I'm good at climbing. In that area I don't think I'll lose to Mr.limp dick over there, I hope. I look back to check where he is and he's not that far from me on the road. Without hesitating I climb up getting my holdings on tree roots and stones. I can hear Jerry shouting behind me to come back down, but I ignore him. I almost reach the top when I hear something SNAP on top of me. I pause for a moment. What is up there?

Then I hear a snarling noise, and a snap that's getting closer with each beat. Something is heading towards me and I know it. I looked down at Jerry, he had already started climbing but with not that much luck. He keeps stumbling back down and starting again even angrier than before.

"Come back down, Ema!" he shouts as he struggles to climb up.

And I see what's on top waiting for me. It's my ghost. It's my haunter... John. I lose all the strength in my arm to keep my hold. I've climbed up almost 10 meters trying to escape, how could I have known that it would be my death? I fall silently without any scream, staring right at John's disfigured face. I hear the "thud" of myself hitting the ground soon after and feel my mind fading away.