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"Just like that, she had lost him. Once again."

Chapter 3
stalker

Ivy tried calling to the number. Twice. No answer. She walked around the room, not knowing what to do. Occasionally she sat down on her bed and put the phone away. But then she picked it up again. Only when her stomach started to roar she checked the time. It was 3pm.

"What! Already? I have so much to do and it's three o'clock already. This can't be happening!" And with that she ran out of the room and to the hallway. She was just about to close the door when --

"The keys!"

And she ran back into the apartment. The keys were where she had left them. On the nightstand. She grabbed them and shoved them into her pocket. When she was back in the hallway she dialoged through the contacts on her phone. She picked a number and pressed it. The phone barely had time to buzz before Mary picked up.

Hiiii Ivy, wazzup?

"Hi Mary, can you talk?"

Yea sure, what's going on?

"I don't know, I really really really need to talk to you. Could you meet up?"

Like right now? I'm kinda in the middle of something here Ivy.

"Like what? Petting your dog? Mary, please!"

Okay, okay! See you soon, same place as yesterday?

"See u soon, bye!"

And Ivy ended the call. She was very close to the place where she lost her phone yesterday and she just couldn't resist the urge to go and check the place out. Even though she knew there was nothing there she turned over the corner. And as she had suspected, there was absolutely nothing there. Even the spilled coffee had been cleaned up. Ivy exhaled in disappointment.

aesthetic coffee

Ivy pushed the cafe's door open for the second time in 24 hours. She ordered a large cup of coffee and made her way to the same quiet corner table as the night before. When Mary showed up she had already drank her coffee and was just sitting there staring at her phone.

"Hey, I came as fast as I could. What's going on Ivy? You sounded worried on the phone", Mary's concerned face emerged from behind Ivy. The girls shared a quick hug before Ivy started talking.

"Oh boy it's good to see you. I think you already know what this is about", Ivy started. But before she had time to finish Mary interrupted her.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm talking about the phone thing. Very funny, haha. But please don't do it again, 'kay?" Ivy said smiling.

"What the hell are you talking about?" Mary asked and the confusion was shining from her face. Ivy started second guessing her instinct. Maybe it wasn't Mary after all. But who else could it possibly be? She simply was the only one Ivy could think of.

"I mean when you found my phone and returned it at my place. And then you sent me this text", she said and handed the phone to Mary. Mary read the text on the screen and lifted her round eyes back to Ivy.

"This wasn't me. I swear", she said a hint of anxiety in her voice.

"You swear it was not you?" Ivy asked underlining every word.

"Cross my heart and hope to die", Mary answered.

Ivy sat back in her seat and buried her face into her tiny hands. She shook her head.

"then this thing is ten times creepier than I thought", she said running her finger through her messy hair. Mary just sat there staring something at the other side of the coffee shop. Slowly she bent over the table and whispered:

"Don't look now, but that man there is staring right at us. Or you, I think he's staring right at you."

Ivy turned around fast as lightning. Mary sighed and mumbled something that sounded like Yeah sure, don't do as I say. The man had a black winter jacket and a scarf around his throat. Nothing unusual, except Ivy recognized him. She remembered that jacket crystal clear.

When the man noticed that the girls were both staring at him, he turned around and dashed out to the street. Ivy bounced to her feet and ran after him, Mary following right behind. But when they got to the street he was gone. No sign of him anywhere.

Just like that, she had lost him. Once again.

(None of the pics above are mine)