12. Stalker

"What's taking them so long? It's past time already. Shouldn't we be leaving now?" Steven asked as the boys waited, sitting on the couch.

"I have no idea. Lee Roy said he would leave last. Which means he must be waiting even more. Seriously, why are the kids wasting so much time?" Answered Jake. He looked towards the door, as if that would somehow answer his question.

"I don't think Lee Roy will be waiting. He isn't so free. I'm sure Mr. Albright is making him work his ass off somewhere." It's Heli this time. They all chatter on and on.

Heathens were to have lunch with Lee Roy and Tomorrow. It was said that Tomorrow would leave first, then Heathens, and then Lee Roy. Once Tomorrow left, Heathens would be summoned to move.

But it had been 30 minutes since the due time, and no call had arrived yet. The boys were so busy discussing it.

I had nothing to do but just listen to their childish complaints as they kept talking. All except one. Victor.

He sat their between Justin and Steven, staring at the floor but not actually staring. His gaze drifted into a far away land, I'm sure he himself had no idea.

"Vic, you okay?" Jules asked. It took Victor a while to realize Jules was talking to him.

"Huh? What?"

"I asked if you are okay. You seemed to be in a trance."

Victor looked at everyone. They were all looking at him. Forcing a smile, he said, "Yeah I'm... I'm fine. Why wouldn't I be?"

"Exactly, I was thinking the same. Why wouldn't he be? Jules, you fret for no reason." Heli stated dryly.

Jules tried saying something, but then thought the better of it. Victor sighed slowly, then turned to look at the direction where I supposedly would be sitting.

After the scary call from Hanna who calls herself a fan, Victor was scared to death. His body shivered all over and he couldn't bring himself to look at his phone.

It broke my heart just to see him like this. Sometimes we fan's don't understand how scary our love for the idol can be. We might not know, and the idol might not say, but deep down it scares them so much they wish they were never born.

But this fan, she wasn't a normal fan. Something about her was off. One thing was for sure, back in the street, she bumbed into Victor purposely. And like a pickpocketer, took his phone away.

Then she made the lame excuse of bringing his lost phone back to him, all the way to the Heathens dorm! But not didn't she just take the phone in disguise of saying he lost it, but she also mustered up the courage to take his number!

Who even does that?

Victor was scared, as if he would crawl out of his skin if needed. I said him he would be fine and as long as I would be with him, I wouldn't let anything happen to him or the other's. This soothed hin a little, but he wasn't all good.

He wanted me to stay by his side for the whole time. When he went to sit with his brothers, he wanted me to be right behind him, like an invisible guard. I was okay with all of this, after all, that's what I'm supposed to do.

But the main question was, how long would he want me to stay? I couldn't stay for too long. I had to go to Minnesota police station and find out who murdered me. It wouldn't take me long, just a few minutes.

But will Victor surrender to it?

"It's okay. I'm here." I wrote on the paper which only Victor could see.

He exhaled and closed his eyes, as if tired already. His peace was disturbed by a phone call.

Victor jumped up in surprise as his phone buzzed in his jeans pocket. Slowly but carefully, he fished out the phone, only to stare at an uknown number.

"Who is it?" Justin asked when Victor was taking too long to answer it.

"Don't know." Victor replied honestly.

He didn't know who it was and he was scared to pick it up fearing it might be Hanna. But that wasn't Hanna's number. Her number was blocked and in black list. So Victor picked up the phone as casually as possible.

"Hello?" Victor greeted.

"Vicky. It's me. Hanna."

Just those very words were enough to send Victor into a panic attack.

This wench.

"Who is it?" It was Noah this time.

But Victor was too scared to answer him.

"How....ho....how d-d-did you get my number again?" Victor was panting as if he had just run a mile.

"IS THAT EVEN IMPORTANT??" Hanna screamed, now loosing her temper like the psycho she was.

This cought the attention of the other boys. The all stood up and surrounded Victor as if protecting him from a time bomb.

Hanna realized her sudden useless outburst and tried to mend it with a sly laugh. This only sent shudders through the boys. Even I was scared then.

"You didn't forget our lunch did you? You said we should have lunch. I called you  but you blocked me. Can't we go now? You know I will be waiting for you right? Why are you not saying anything. Speak. Speak! I want to hear your voice!"

Her last words where more of a command then a request. Victor looked up at his brothers for help. He was like a lost child in an amusement park.

Noah took the phone and said, "Hello? This is me, Noah. You know me right?"

He tried his best to hide his anger behind that playfull tone.

"Yeah I do know you! Of course I know! But why are YOU answering? I want to hear from Vicky. Not YOU!" Hanna's words where like direct bombs.

Noah was all leadernim then. "I'm sorry if I disappointed you. But Victor will not be using this number today. In fact, he will never be using this number. Please don't burden yourself by calling HERE again. Good day."

Saying that, he was about to hung up, when Hanna retorted back. "Ignoring me now are? You know you shouldn't be doing that. YOU ARE PLAYING WITH FIRE!! I WILL COME TO YOU VICTOR! I WILL MAKE YOU REGRET THIS!! I LL-"

And before she could go more further, Noah hung up. Victor was already scared out of his wits.

A moment of silence followed, and then, all the questions came pouring in.

"Is she that Hanna girl? The one who said she was a fan?...Did she call you before this?...Did she threaten you?...She wants to have lunch? Is she serious?..."

But the main qeuestion was, "Why haven't you told us about this?"

Victor was silent. He was too scared to answer.

"She's treatening you, Victor. We have to report her." Jake said firmly. To this, Victor looked up. "No! No. Don't do such a thing. No matter how dangerous she may claim to be,  she's still a fan. Don't do it!"

But no matter how desperate Victor's plees were, the leader had already set his mind. He was going to report Hanna, and that was final.

At once, Victor turned to my direction. His eyes were pleeding and I couldn't help tearing up.

"Please. Help. Stop them. Stop them from reporting. Please."

The word's swirled in Victor's head. I couldn't help but stare at him in disbelieve.

He wanted me to stop them from reporting her? Why? She deserved It! She was harmful!

"She is still a fan!"

No Victor,  she isn't! I wanted to tell him that but the words only remained in my mind. Reporting her was the right thing to do.

And yet, one look at Victor's tear stained face, I was loosing myself to it.

He is crying. He is insisting.

Surely she won't try any thing dangerous right? We don't have to go so far as to report her right?

I'm sure it will be fine.

Yes, it will be fine.

Sucking in a deep breath, I lifted the paper up that only Victor could see, that one word scribbling in the paper.

"Okay."

What a fool I was.

It was a wrong thing to do. To use my powers on the very people I was protecting in vein. And more over, Hanna did had to get reported, it was the right thing to do.

But whatever it was, I couldn't help but feel sorry for Victor. He mattered. A lot to me. He still does. I was willing to do ANYTHING for him.

The room froze in time, and so did everything else. The boys were like handsome sculptures, ready to come to life any minute.

I lifted my hands and slowly brandished it around. Smoke swirled around, mixing with the air the boys enhaled. It went through all except Victor. And then, the words floated out of my mouth.

"Forget it. Forget you heard anything. Forget the phone call. Forget the stalker. Nothing unusual happened. All is well."

With that, time took pace again and the boys melted from their ice. They all blinked once or twice, unsure of what happened.

A call came in Noah's phone. They were being summoned.

"Let's go." Noah said, as everyone took their coats.