I woke up confused. Though after a bit of time everything came back.
I died. Went back in time. Only now does it all feel real.
I just laid there for a long time. Letting the truth of everything settle in my mind.
Ash is a stalker. He has cameras set up in the school. Though what was with those other people taking photos of me.
I know he's rich. Is he really rich enough to hire people to follow me. He hasn't even taken over his family's business yet. Right?
I don't know. I'm kinda confused now.
I didn't see any photos of me at my parents house. I was very careful not to ever take him there. I didn't want anyone to know.
Though considering… I bet he knows.
It's probably best to assume that my only secret is that I traveled back in time.
It's kind of a relief. Though since he knows everything else, shouldn't I just tell him. If I do when.
I sighed deeply. I really don't know.
He will probably think I'm crazy. Best to just leave it.
With that I got out of bed to go look for Ash.
Even with a clear mind I'm still choosing him. Whether he wants me as a pet or whatever I can do that. Actually with how rich he's turning out to be, being his pet doesn't sound bad at all.
I go to Ash's room. I very quietly entered.
There my stalker sleeps. The sun was peeking through the window. Covering him like a blanket. He was facing me as I entered. My dear stalker looked completely at peace.
I only stared at this scene for a couple moments.Wanting to treasure such a peaceful and perfect moment. If a couple takes a picture I would. Though this moment will only get to live on in my memory.
After a couple minutes I fully entered the bedroom. I didn't really think this through. What was I planning when I came in here?
That's right I totally wasn't. Ah well I'm here now. Should I just sleep with him?
Giving a moment's thought it made sense to try that out. Plus we've had sleepovers for years at this point. Ash won't be all too troubled if he wakes up with me in his bed.
I gently pulled the covers up and joined him in bed. Being very careful not to wake him up.
I laid down facing him. Though instead of falling asleep I just laid there.
Anxiety started to dig at my heart. Even though I've slept in the same bed as him for so many years. I shared a sleeping bag with him. We went naked skinny dipping!!! Why am I so anxious?
I actually don't know how gay sex works. Is that why I'm anxious? I really need to look that up.
Gosh we aren't having sex we're sleeping. Well he is. I'm just creepily staring at him. After sneaking into his bed while he was sleeping.
Should I leave and go figure out gay sex? Would it make me less anxious?
I saw Ash's face stir and I closed my eyes and pretended to be asleep.
I just realized. I'm worried about my stalker who put cameras in a high school bathroom thinking that I'm creepy.
Now I just feel pathetic.
At that moment I felt something touch my head. I tried very hard not to flinch or react at all.
It was very familiar and it reminded me of when Ash visited me on my deathbed.
I realized that Ash was just stroking my hair and I relaxed. After a couple moments I feigned waking up.
Ash immediately retracted his hand. I felt a little sad about that. I really didn't mind him doing that.
I blinked my eyes open at a very, well, morning sexy Ash. I only realized now.
I climbed into the bed of my stalker. Who at this point in time neglected to put on a shirt before going to bed.
I have now confirmed, I am pathetic.