~Chloe~

"Chloe pumpkin! Time for school."

My mom called for me disturbing my creepy dreams of having Axe body spray as my personal stripper.

The dream was nice because I was sure that it was going to come true sooner or later.

Let me say one thing though.

The boi could dance better than magic mike. I'll tell you that.

Groaning I rolled out of bed and fell to the floor my messy hair getting in the way of me seeing anything.

Luckily I fell onto a pile of clothes. It felt like a real nice and warm snowman or something.

Welp.

School was in about two hours, I was judging by the darkness in my room. It wasn't exactly dark but it was kinda almost like the sun was just rising.

I hated when my mom did that.

She'd always wake me up so early as if we were in the middle of world war three and had to get out of the house before we got bombed.

She was a drama queen sometimes.

I planted my hands onto the floor of clothes and got up leisurely walking into the bathroom for a shower.

My eyes were pretty sore so I rubbed them a lot trying to get rid of the itchiness.

My mouth felt dry and just so lonely, I missed Axel. But I sure was going to see him soon!

Then my tongue wouldn't be so lonely anymore right?

Oh please you all have that creepy moment fantasizing about your baes.

I turned to the mirror and picked up my toothbrush, I started brushing my teeth quickly the burning feeling of the mintiness was just an annoying thing that I had to get used to  all my life.

Apparently you're supposed to keep toothpaste in your mouth for a full minute for it to work effectively.

I spit out the residual torture goo and rinsed out my mouth before deciding to get into the shower.

I was still a little sleepy barely able to comprehend what I was doing.

I was still wearing my short shorts and crop top when I decided to draw back the shower curtain.

I let out the most gut wrenching scream of the 21st Century, stumbling backwards to the toilet behind me attempting to cover myself up.

Not even Scream Queens could beat the way I screamed.

This was difficult to process.

This was extremely difficult to process.

"What the fuck are you doing here?!"I screamed my heart pounding quicker than Twenty One Pilot's drums.

My father raced into the bathroom well after six seconds of me screaming.

"Pumpkin what-"

"Who is this?!"He demanded from the both of us.

I turned to my dad then back to my literal stalker.

"Cole?!What the fuck?!"

That wannabe super model really had some nerve.

He clutched his chest wide-eyed looking shocked, "You frightened me!" He accused me.

The heck?!

"I frightened you?!"

He was grinning widely after. I shivered in disgust and in fear as to what this boy was doing in my bathroom!

How the fuck did he even get into my bathroom?!

How'd he get into our house?!

My dad without hesitating climbed into the shower and grabbed his collar and lifted him up with ease.

Cole raised his hands in surrender and I saw a giant ass camera dangling from his neck, along with my underwear and necklace sprawled on the floor.

Ew!!

The images that flooded my mind of what could have transpired while I was sleeping, "God I'm going to be sick."

I said this clutching my stomach, sadly I hadn't eaten anything yet so nothing was going to ocme out.

My dad saw all this and he scrunched up his nose in disgust pure rage radiating off of him.

"You sick fuck! What were you doing here?!"

Cole just shrugged, "Only my lawyer can tell you."

Then, he started to bang Cole's head against the tiled shower wall.

I winced at the sounds that his skull made at impact then he was dropped to the ground. After that one hit.

Weak ass skull for somebody who was thick headed. I was afraid to see what his other head looked like.

He crouched down and picked him up, slinging him over his shoulder and headed out.

I honestly didn't mind if he had just killed Cole, that was just batshit crazy.

Imagine what he might've done to me whilst I was sleeping.

I shuddered at the thought, mortified that this actually happened.

I knew something was up when he wouldn't stop trying to humiliate me. Well trying to court me?

What the fuck was he doing?

I walked briskly out of the bathroom and to my bedroom window to see my dad literally yeeting Cole to the ground in the driveway.

Then he continued to destroy the camera and tear it to pieces. Yes...he tore it to pieces before yeeting it across the road.

"Oh so you're not leaving?!" he demanded and I got goosebumps at that.

He ran his hands through his hair teeth gritted and proceeded into the garage only to return with his shotgun.

I covered my mouth with my hands seeing the weapon threateningly aimed at him. He brought out Cecilia.

Cole scrambled to his feet running across the street disappearing after two houses.

That shit was crazy.

I was shaken.

I was shook.

Fuck it.

I was Jungshook.

I listened to my father's angry footsteps as they approached me.

I turned around sharply to see him breathing heavily.

"Dad. I think I'm being stalked."I stated with a serious face.

He sighed and beckoned for me to come closer. 

I gladly embraced him hoping for the disturbing memory to go away.

Jeez, how was I going to go to school knowing about this shit?

But there was no way I was going to tell Axel.

I wasn't going to ruin his birthday.

~Cole's P.O.V~

Adrenaline rushed through me as I ran out of there. My muscles burned as I turned a corner and hid behind one of the houses my breathing heavy.

I clutched my chest feeling my racing heart beat. That was thrilling, it felt good to see her like that.

The shock on her face was priceless.

I slumped to the dirty asphalt below me and smiled like an idiot recalling the events of last nights.

I was high on blood lust when I saw my love enjoying the company of another.

He was the so called friend who had gone out of town for some trip.

I would never leave my princess for something as dumb as a meer family reunion.

Honestly it was as if he wanted her to fall for me.

It was ridiculously easy for me to infiltrate her house, the windows were easy to open and, *swoon*

Her gorgeous sleeping face was bathed in moonlight; she looked like a goddess from her rosy cheeks to her curves and her waist dipping in like a chasm.

I could tell that she was dreaming of something nice. Probably of me perhaps.

I kissed her lips before laying in bed with her. It was astonishing how easily she slept, enough for me to rub my crotch against her soft round butt.

I wanted to squeeze the delectable delight but alas, my dream was too much to ask for to come true.

I slid out of her bed and grabbed some of her underwear before having a little photoshoot.

The amazing aroma of her undergarments made me swoon a couple million times before the fatigue of keeping myself hidden swept me into unconsciousness in her shower.

AN/ What do y'all think of that? Let me know in the comments.