The Stalker
Leslie sat on the barstool, sipping a margarita. She’d hit a run of bad luck in the past few months. First her boyfriend Ricky left her, then she lost her job. She got a new job, but not as well paying, of course. So she had to move out of her house and into a cramped apartment. Her cat, Muffin, died. Her mother was ill, and needed her support, even though she couldn’t support herself. With all that bad luck, its little wonder that she let that guy sit next to her, buy her a drink, the same old routine. The fella’s name was Geoffry. He seemed nice enough, even if he was kind of a dweeb. He wore horn-rimmed glasses with a blue button down shirt, he wasn’t nerd-skinny, exactly, but he was kind of on the thin side.
They talked for awhile, and then she left the bar. The next day, as she was walking home from work, Leslie saw Geoffry again, standing at the bus stop a block away from her office building. “Hi, Leslie! Hey I was thinking maybe we could head down to the bar tonight. I really had fun last night.” She politely declined, and he said, “Okay, well, I’ll see you again.”
She left for work the next day, and guess who she saw? Geoffry was standing right there about a block from her house. “Hi Leslie! You wanna hook up tonight? I was thinking maybe a movie?” She politely declined, and went about her work. When she got home, she had a new message on the answering machine. [Hi, Leslie! It’s me, Geoffry. I just thought you might’ve changed your mind about the movies. Don’t make me keep asking, just call me, bye!]
The next morning, Leslie left for work. Geoffry was standing outside her door. “Hi Leslie! Why’d you stand me up last night, huh? I just want a chance, Leslie, we can try, right?” After 3 days of annoyance, Leslie caved. “Fine, Geoffry, we can try. Why don’t you come over for dinner tomorrow night? We’ll see how it goes, okay?”
Leslie sure was having a bad run of luck. Ricky was in hysterics when he left her, her cat was dead, and now Geoffry too. What was left of his corpse was found a week later…
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Credited to SugarD.
(I accidentally deleted this post when I was clearing out stuff by a certain author, I’m sorry… but it’s back now… I backdated it so hopefully it won’t pop up in your RSS feeds again, if it did, I’m sorry)
The Stalker,
I’m a little dense; anyone care to explain?
Um, I think she killed him.
Wait…. what?
LOL, I thought the stalker was the Geoffry guy, didn’t expect that to be honest.
ah it had to be bad luck
confusing!
Bad pasta tastes bad.
Bad pasta is bad.
Interesting if she is insane. Possibly she killed off her boyfriend and rationalized about it by saying he left the poor girl? Then again… Ricky, in his fury, may have murdered our nerdy friend who may also have just killed himself. So many possibilities and none of them make this story good.
Sorry, but I cannot figure out why you would post this publicly.
i think it was all “bad luck”
she did it
I came buckets!
the only way this makes sense is if you interpret “bad” really weirdly
BUT THEN WHO WAS LESLIE?
wat
Sorry, I tried to delve deep on that response, but came up dry. Good story, unique concept, and, for once, unpredictable, but the conclusion failed to seal the deal. I can’t seem to tear myself away from that very last sentence; it really did just ruin the entire story for me with its completely unnecessary detail and the simple fact that it trailed off. Seriously, amateur scary story writers out there, your unwillingness to conclude the final sentence with a good, old-fashioned period does not make your ending more spooky, it simply makes it more ambivalent and “noodly” in its lack of resolution…ironically fitting for creepypasta, admittedly, but that’s not at all the point.
…Now that I’ve gotten that little rant out of my system, it was still pretty clever.
(weakendinghadtogoandruinit)
Good idea. Could have been executed (ha ha) better.
I would have been scared if it was paced well. The ending startled me; I was expecting a few more sentences!
XD fabulous story. I absulutly loved it! Keep writing, you’re very talented.
THEN WHO WAS CREEPY BASTARD?!
Wait….. wut? I dont get it…. who killed who now?
I think Leslie did kill Geoffry….because they said that she was still having bad luck, and they found his corpse a week later…it could mean that since they found his body, they’ll probably find her too? o3o Eh, I’m probably wrong. XD
-/stupid moment
Oh that is definately creepy pasta. Creepy, psycho pasta.
Errr. I don’t get it?
I don’t get it.
Someone care to elaborate?
URK! This pasta’s gone bad!
shit, what the fuck?
I. DONT. GET. IT