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a short bit from the next chapter of ‘the monster in me loves the monster in you’

Running and running, the green of the trees blending with the brown of the trunks and branches around it, a dark blur painting its peripheral vision as its tireless paws moved at high speed, deeper and deeper into the forest.

The forest was alive, creatures of the night lurking in their natural habitat, almost imperceptible amidst the rustling of the tree leaves. It was quite windy that night. Different scents enveloped him. The wolf only cared about one.

When it finally reached the edge of the forest, it was no longer a wolf. It was a man. The moonlight bathed his naked body in shades of gold and blue, the cool wind enveloped him like a blanket, a bit of earth, leaves and twigs clung to his skin and disheveled hair. He needed to walk a little further to his house, but he didn't mind. He loved nights like those. He loved the freedom coursing through his veins and spreading throughout his body.

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unedited snippet from the monster in me loves the monster in you)

TW: Stalking; Blood and Violence Mention; Decapitation Mention; Dark Fic

His stalker. His torment. His obsession. While this mysterious person seemed obsessed with him, Theo was obsessed with trying to figure out who it could be, what their next move would be, and if they would go after anyone else. If this was going to end. Corey’s death was enough for him to bear, and he didn’t even want to have to do it; if he had known, he never would have started anything with Corey. It would have saved the life of an innocent person. Someone too good for this world.

That image never left his mind, he dreamt with it. The head in the cardboard box. His lifeless face. He saw his mutilated body on television, the cause of death given as a possible animal attack in the forest; but Theo knew it wasn’t any animal, what kind of animal would send its victim’s head to someone else’s house? Theo didn’t know how, but it was a person, and whatever came up in Corey’s autopsy was some kind of mistake that someone let slip through. Theo knew it was the work of his stalker.

This stalker seemed to know exactly where he was and what he was doing. Out of the hundreds of people he saw every day, one was spying on him and watching his every move. He had even entered his house. Not to steal anything or even do anything to him. If the intention wasn’t to observe him, then the purpose was to leave sticky notes scattered in various places, seeming to know that Theo would find them real soon.

It was sickening and terrifying.

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(unedited snippet from ‘the monster in me loves the monster in you’)

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here’s more of “the monster in me loves the monster in you” (unedited)

No. Theo seemed to be in a catatonic state, and all he did was go to work, come home, and go to work. He barely wanted to spend time with Allison or Malia. It was just work and home. And Malia went after him despite his friend’s complaints. She knew something strange was going on. He ended up hiding some notes in his room, ranging from threats to compliments and obscenities.

Malia took one for herself. This is our secret, Theo, be a good boy and keep it.

Theo was hiding things. Someone. She didn’t know who yet, but she’d found some clues besides notes; a man. She hadn’t seen his face, but she was almost certain that this man was the one sending all the little notes to Theo. She had followed the guy a few times, wanting to get a photo, catch him in the act before something bad happened to Theo. She needed proof, more than just notes. Malia was willing to do this for Theo.

the monster in me loves the monster in you by me! (rated: E)

Theo Raeken has something special—not to himself; no, he’s just a simple guy in a quiet, unremarkable town. Not to Liam Dunbar and Kira Yukimura, though. To them, Theo is special; magical. And they have to have him, one way or another. Theo will end up liking it; after all, he won’t have a choice.

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His phone vibrated in his pocket, interrupting his thoughts; Allison’s name shining on the dial. Theo stared at the screen for a moment. He knew that his friend had been worried about him lately—rightly so! The last time the two met, a go to the theater on his day off, three days ago, the girl insisted that there was something wrong with him. She knew Theo was hiding something. Malia noticed it too. He was too distracted, always with sharp eyes, jumping everywhere when they walked down the street, the shaking hands he tried to hide in the pockets of his pants and jackets, the unusual stillness...Theo wasn’t very good at hiding secrets from them, and unfortunately for him, his friends weren’t one to let things go easily. But he couldn’t just tell them about this stalker. They attacked him with a rock when he went to the police. The next rock could be a real weapon. And it certainly wouldn’t be aimed at his head.

Theo didn’t have time to say ‘Hello’. Allison’s tearful voice cut through the silence.

“I think something happened to Malia.”

there u go something that im not sure if im gonna keep (at least not that way) but i've been dedicating myself too much on this one. hope that when its finished, gets nice