My Crazy Obsessed Stalker - SDayPink (best time to read books .TXT) 📗

Jamanj again, Liliana ran to the car. After sprinting the entire way to the parking lot, she began taking deep breaths. The look on his face………It registered sheer disappointed and rage. Jamanj looked as if her wanted to kill something, or someone. That look was not and expression she every wanted to see again.
When she go to the car she noticed rose petals surrounding the Range Rover.
“What the hell?” Liliana put the keys in the ignition and sped off to the restaurant her sister was at. Luckily Charisse and Gage were just leaving. Gage’s hair was disheveled and he was holding hands with Charisse who had a big grin on her face.
“Charisse!” Liliana waved frantically to get her sister’s attention. “Over here!”
Charisse staggered over to the car and offered to drive the rest of the way to their house.
“Gage was the perfect date, isn’t he cute?” Charisse began gushing about how much of a gentleman he was. “He is so hot!”
“You do realize you’ve only known him for like six hours right?” Liliana knew her sister always fell head over heels when she meet a new guy. Or should she say heels over head….
Before they pulled out of the parking lot, a black car weaving back and forth through traffic beamed their high beam lights on them.
“I can’t see!” Charisse tried to gain control of the steering wheel. Their car spun around three times before completely stopping. Charisse hit her head against the windshield and Liliana immediately checked to see if she had a pulse. Liliana pushed backed her sister’s red hair, revealing a small trail of blood. Charisse’s eyes fluttered open and she grabbed hold of the wheel again.
“Are you okay?” Liliana was concerned for her sister and then checked herself to make sure she was not hurt. Surprisingly, she didn’t have any scratches or gashes.
“I’m fine. I should be able to drive.”
Liliana recognized the car that was behind them. It was the same car that she saw earlier. They speed off to the other entrance and almost hit another car. Liliana began to doze off, but when she woke up, they were at home. Liliana could smell the fresh dew on the grass and the sunflowers greeted her along the walkway. The rose bushes appeared to be moving as something black shuffled around.
“Charisse look!” Liliana pointed her index finger toward the bush. “There is something in there!”
“Liliana you are just paranoid because of the car accident. Go upstairs and get some rest.” Charisse suggested as she rubbed her head.
Liliana dragged her feet up each step, as if they were made out of lead. She was exhausted from her long first day of school and the series of events that unfolded today. Her Mac computer was on and she checked her Facebook. As soon as Liliana logged in. she immediately got a message from a user name she didn’t recognize.
I love LOL. It read.
Who is this? She quickly typed in, but they didn’t respond. Liliana waited to see what they would say next.
Why are you so mean? The person answered, avoiding her question.
WHO IS THIS??? Liliana inquired once again.
Check your closet. The user was now offline.
Liliana slowly crept over to her closet and opened the door. She was expecting her sister to pop out, playing a prank on her but instead a body with red hair fell out and she let out a scream.


Chapter Three: Meet Me Hallway
“But she still couldn’t bring herself to tell him the truth.”
Cecily von Ziegesar The Carlyles

Liliana couldn’t believe this. A body had fallen out of her closet. She quickly ran over to her bed. Realizing that the person could be her mother or her sister, she picked it up to identify the person, and noticed it was a doll. It was one of those human size life like dolls, and it was wearing the outfit she had picked out at the mall. How could someone have access to her room and do that? Charisse was with her the entire time they were in the car. She could not have enough time to go to her room before she arrived, and Liliana began to believe that someone else was messing with her. Her sister liked to play pranks but this would be taking it war too far. Charisse did not have the brains to do something like this and she would never play some sick joke.
The doll also had angry black lettering on the forehead. In capital letters, it read “JR”. Liliana’s hair mirrored that on the dolls, and the delicate features of her face uncannily matched that of the doll. The shade of the doll’s eyes glistened and were as bright and beautiful a green as her.
If Charisse was to blame, Liliana felt that she needed to confront her sister and tell her to stop with the insensitive jokes. She slid on her shoes and crept to her sister’s room.
Charisse was sound asleep. Her clothes were still in the boxes; her uniform draped across the chair at her dress. The alarm clock on her dresser said midnight in bright crimson letters. Liliana walked over to her sister, and shook her lightly to wake her.
“Charisse, wake up!” Liliana continued to shake her, as her sister mumbled incoherent words. “Can you please wake up? It’s very important.”
“Liliana!” Her older sister sat up in her bed abruptly. “Go back to sleep! It’s very late and we have to get up early in the morning.”
Defeated, Liliana stood up and walked away as her sister continued to shoo her out of her room. She definitely was not the one who put the doll in her closet, but who did? Who would want to scare Liliana or make her upset?
It was really late at night and Liliana decided that she would try to go to sleep and forget about her strange first day at school. She closed her eyes and tried to forget all about the black car that followed her when she and her sister went out for lunch. As her eyelids became heavy, Liliana tried to wipe her mind of the doll she discovered, and the anonymous instant message she received on her computer. When she realized she was dreaming, she had forgotten all about the creepy Jamanj Reklats and his strange mannerisms at school, her house and the mall.
When Liliana’s alarm clock woke her up in the morning, her arms and her back ached. She felt like she had run a marathon or had tossed and turned all night long. Beads of sweat covered her face, drenched her body, and she once again had the strange feeling that someone was watching her. She couldn’t believe that someone would be after her but she knew that someone was in her room last night. There were large footprints on her carpet, that revealed the culprit was probably male and wore those shoes outside because there was mud on the new carpet.
Liliana also believe that the person had stood over her as she slept. She could hear someone mumbling things to her while she was asleep, and she saw a face. If asked to identify the person, Liliana knew she couldn’t because she could barely make out the features. All she knew was that the person had dark color long hair.
“Liliana are you getting dressed?” Charisse began banging on the door. “Hurry up! We’re getting a ride to school today.”
She pranced over to her closet and grabbed a white shirt and black pants; quickly dressing for school.
“I’m ready!” Liliana called out as she ran down stairs to her mother and sister.
They were both eating breakfast, talking about the Channel 7 news and their life in Chicago so far. On the television screen, was a woman with blonde hair reporting about the economy and the stock market.
“How’s school?” Her mother sat in front of the TV with a spoonful of Honey Comb suspended midway between her mouth and the bowl.
“It’s great mom.” Liliana lied through her teeth. Truthfully, Liliana would rather be back in their small town. “I just love this big city.”
“That’s great to hear.” Mrs. Leigh smiled. “I though you would have a hard time moving to such a big city. Charisse told me you meet a nice boy at school. Is he that boy that came to help you unpack yesterday?”
“It’s nothing mom.” She answered quickly, knowing that her mother was referring to Jamanj. “I think she’s over exaggerating.”
A horn outside sounded, and Charisse jumped up and ran to the window to see who was outside. She let out a squeal and ran to grab her book bag and coat. Chicago weather was harsh and unforgiving, and it was September, meaning one day it was cold outside and the next day it would be really hot.
“Liliana! Our rides are here!” Charisse pointed to a black Ford car and a Toyota trailed behind it. “Let’s go.”
Charisse followed her sister outside and Gage Parker honked his horn impatiently in the black Ford.
“I don’t have all day!” He shouted with a smiled playing on his face. Charisse ran over and gave him a kiss on the lips.
“Jamanj is here for you.” Charisse pointed to the Toyota as she hopped into the passenger seat of Gage’s car. “I guess I’ll see you at school.”
Dreading the moment she would see his ice blue eyes, Liliana slowed her pace, hoping Jamanj would drive off or maybe turn around. He looked happy to see her and instead of walked to the car door, she walked over to his window.
“So, you’re here to give me a ride to school?” Liliana asked, avoiding his stare. She wanted to stall for time because she hated the moment getting into the car.
“Yeah, your sister called me.” He turned down his radio and got out to open her door. “Let’s go. You don’t want to be late for school.”
“I don’t know.” Liliana took a step back. “Maybe I should walk to school today. I get……car sick sometimes.”
“Come on.” Her ushered her toward the door. “You’ll be fine.”
Liliana complied and climbed into the car cautiously.
“I think we need to talk Liliana.” Jamanj slowed down as they can to a stop sign.
“About what?”
“Us.” He combed through his hair nervously.
“Us?”
“Yeah. I’m sorry Liliana.”
“For what?” He was acting really weird around her again. Liliana wondered why he was apologizing.
“Everything Liliana. I’m sorry for what I did to you. You know what I’m talking about. I can be ….impulsive sometimes. I’m so sorry for what I did, and what I have to do.”
The car pulled up to the school parking lot. Liliana didn’t know what to do. Except his apology? Get out of the car and run away? How did he expect her to react. She pretended to not hear him, and turned up his radio.
When he unlocked her door, she quickly hopped out his car, grabbed her book bag and ran into the school building. She pushed past several confused teenagers, including Charisse, Avian, Bibiane, and Malory.
“Hey Liliana!” They all called out in unison as she sped walked to her locker.
She was beyond scared. What was Jamanj apologizing for? Was he the one that followed her? Was he the one that sent a message to her? Liliana was so confused. She hurried to open her locker and a dozen roses fell out. They were red roses and on the card were the initials J.R. As she was about to throw them away, she noticed Jamanj next to her locker.
“Do you like them?” He asked. “I thought they would brighten your day. They are a beautiful red like your hair.”
Liliana shook her head. She