Chapter FIVE

Allan couldn't stay because he said he had classes the next day so he had to return back to Busan immediately. Of course, Ben was really upset because he secretly wanted to spend time with his childhood friend but what could one do actually... He had a life to create.

Allan had dropped Ben off at his home at around sunset, the air had become slightly chilly, so Ben decided to just bath and sit down to read. It's been a while since he just relaxed and enjoyed a good book. Ben's always been stressing about university and never really had time to breath. He was currently on a small holiday actually, so it gave him some time to relax.

That night, Ben didn't receive any messages or experienced anything out of the ordinary and he was convinced that Allan had at least solved some issue, maybe even blocked the stalker from

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"Ben... Emy Lee wants to throw a party tonight. You want to go?" Zack asks and the brunette shrugged. He had nothing better to do so Ben just nodded his head making Zack throw his hands up in accomplishment.

The two males were currently at the same cafe Ben was in yesterday. The two of them were sitting and sipping on coffees. Ben hadn't told Zack about the messages or that Allan was with him, he just decided to enjoy his day with Zack.

Zack spoke about various things but Ben couldn't really listen. All he could think about was this guy... Or whoever it was that was stalking him. Why was he doing this to Ben? He said Ben was unique but the brunette didn't feel unique. Really?What was so special?

Ben's phone buzzed and he looked at the notification. A part of him didn't want it to be him yet life wasn't on Ben's side, he frowned a little.

Unknown

•You look beautiful today.

Ben felt his cheeks warm at the random compliment. He was really hoping, deep down, that this stalker was just an innocent person whose confusing love with obsession.

You

•Leave me alone √√

Unknown

• Leave you alone hmm? You see, sweetheart, that ain't happening. You're mine and I shall do as I please with you.

You

•You're stalking me again. √√

Unknown

•hmmm... Not trying to find

Me like you usually would?

You

•no, because it's like trying to find a needle in a haystack. √√

Unknown

•in other words,

You always lose.

Ben rolled his eyes as he put his phone back into his pocket. The brunette really wasn't in the mood for his tricks right now.

After few minutes, Ben's phone buzzed again and he hesitantly pulled it out to check again,

Unknown

•You better not go

To that party baby...

You

•what the hell?? √√

How the fuck did he know about that?? Ben darted his head around the cafe for a while. His heart sinking into his gut.

Unknown

•I'm warning you.

You

•who the hell are you to tell me what to do? √√

Unknown

• ;)

You

•hey! I'm still talking to you!

Ben continued to spam him with messages, his blood was boiling for three reasons,

1) He was ignoring.

2) He was acting as Ben was his property.

3) what would he do if Ben didn't listen?

This made Ben want to go to the party even more. Before he even knew it, it was already time to go.

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Zack had dressed Ben up in a long baggy sweater that came just below mid thigh along with some really short... Shorts, he also gave Ben a matching pair of black combat boots. His sweet hair was all draped to one side and light make up painted his face.

"You look goooorgeous!" Zack flutters his lashes before pulling on the last word, suddenly popping up from behind him and he blushes hard. He's always been bad with compliments.

"Thanks , you too." Ben smiled cheesily and Zack whispered a soft ‘thank you’, getting in the car. His bigger brother was driving the two males to the party.

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Ben and Zack had already had a few drinks and were partying with everyone else in the living room. The lights were out , only a dim light radiated off the disco ball and the music blared like crazy.

Ben was having an amazing time and for the first time, he didn't think about the stalker guy. Just having clean fun.

As for Zack's brother? Well he and his friends were watching close by. You know, with them done with university and some of them even working, they felt like they had to be the 'responsible' ones at the party and made sure no one got into trouble.

It was actually... Pretty cool of them...

"Hey there..."

Ben heard a deep voice in his ear, it made him turn around quickly. It was one of those annoying guys from his class. Ben groaned before he turned back around again, hoping the guy would just walk away and leave him alone.

But no...

The unknown male spun Ben around, forcing the brunette to look at him as he gripped Ben's chin. The smaller tried pulling away but the latter didn't even budge.

"Leave me alone!" Ben yelled through clenched teeth, he smelled of alcohol and Ben could tell that he's had too much to drink,

"I like you.. I've liked you for a long time but you haven't seemed to notice me." His breath making Ben want to vomit, the brunette tried helplessly once again to shove him but he didn't move.

Instead he pulled Ben away from the crowd, the brunette panicked, he tried to scream for someone but the assaulter's hand wrapped around Ben's mouth, making him inaudible against the raving music.

Ben tried to kick and shove but the bigger sized male refused to let him go until he pulled them both out to the backyard, there was no one there and to Ben's horror, the male shoved him against the side of the house making the brunette gasp on impact.

"Let's see what you're hiding under these pretty little clothes." He starts to pull at Ben's sweater. The brunette tried to scream, scream for anyone, scream like he's going crazy but the assaulter bit his lip hard, making you Ben shut up. The metallic taste of blood filling his mouth was enough to send a clear warning. Ben felt a tear drop down his cheek.

You should have never come...

He ripped at Ben's sweater, Making the stitching come undone, revealing Ben's sunkissed chest.

Ben felt so sick at that moment. He knew... He was going to get raped. He felt a sob wrench through his throat and he really wanted to hurl.

Ben closed his eyes, praying for someone to help him.

A loud pained scream filled the air and Ben jolted in shock, the body that held him tightly, making him immobile, now fell limp to the ground like a sack of onions and Ben opened his eyes in shock.

There he was... Ben's assaulter.. Laying on the ground with a dagger sticking out of his head, blood oozing out of his skull and painting the grass.

Ben screamed.

H-he's dead?

"O-oh m-my god! Zack! Zack!!" Ben screamed for his best friend, or anyone to help for that matter. Ben's body was trembling horribly, Ben's heart felt like it was about to explode and his stomach was flipping,

He bent down and started vomiting everything out onto the ground, everything came out easily, making Ben completely weak and limp.

"Ben?! Ben!" The smaller male heard someone scream as they ran toward him but the brunette couldn't say hear or hear anything else because before he knew it... He passed out.

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