𝗖𝗵𝗮𝗽𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝟱

(Shawn's point of view)

Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!
This is all so screwed up!

I watch as Joey drives away in his car.

I start up my black van. I new it was risky to follow him to his house but I didn't find out when his shift would start.

I drive down the road in the opposite direction of Joey, I don't need him to see me.

I may have been stupid to go into the gas station but like I needed something to snack on while I watched Joey.

I speed home, not caring about the speed limit or the possibility of getting pulled over.

When the house comes into view I let out an anxious breath. Like I said this is pretty fucked up.

I grab out the garage opener and speed into the garage. I almost run Chris over as he walks in front of the garage. I wave at him to move out of the way and he tries to run to the side.
I put the car inside the garage. I run over a couple boxes and bags.

I get out of the car and slam the door shut.

Right when I'm about to walk into the house Chris runs up to me. He punches me straight in the face.

"What was that for?" I ask as I hold my jaw.

"Don't try to run me over with your big ass van!" Chris shouts.

"Well then don't get in my way!" I yell.

"Who ran over who?" Sid asks as he steps into the garage with a bag of chips in his hands.

"Shawn almost ran me over!" Chris yells.

Me and Sid both smirk and I roll my eyes.

Suddenly Mick comes outside.

"What the fuck! You ran over my bags! What kind of driver are you!?! You fucking clumsy ass-," Mick yells.

I start running as he continues to yell. I know my ass is going to get it. Mick can be quite scary.

"You come back here!" Mick yells.

I look back and it looks like a big ass truck is running at me.
Mick is so big!!!

"Shit!" I scream.

I'm out of breath and panting so I stop to catch my breath.

Mick tackles me and I gasp for air.

Mick stands up and stares me down as I try to regain oxygen.

"Learn how to fucking drive!" He yells.

I nod and cough. That hurt so bad, damn.

I stand up slowly and walk inside.

I sit down on the couch and rub my aching back.

"Guys. I'm in deep shit," I tell them.

They all stop what they're doing and they stare at me.

"Joey took a picture of my plates, he's on to me," I sigh.

Corey looks at me with a panicked expression.

"Can you go to jail for stalking people?" Corey asks.

"Yeah I think so," Jim says.

I feel even more worried, I didn't think that he could call the cops. Damn I'm really screwed.

"What should I do?" I ask.

"How about stop stalking the guy," Jim says.

I roll my eyes, I have no clue why Jim has a problem with me stalking him.

"I have a better idea," Chris says as he rubs his hands together.

I gesture for him to tell us his idea.

"Shawn you have like fifty vans. Just pick a different one," Chris says in a 'duh' tone.

All the guys mumble there approval.

I nod, that could work. I do have a lot of vehicles.

I stand up and howl in pain.

Mick just smirks at me.

"Damn man. I think you broke my back," I wheeze.

Mick shrugs.

"Learn how to drive and don't run over my stuff," Mick says simply.

I roll my eyes and walk out into our huge garage.

I look at all the vehicles.

The fact that Joey now knows what I look like is bad.

I look at all the vehicles, I need one that has tinted windows.
I don't want to draw attention to myself so I probably should drive my monster truck or any of my American muscle cars.

I walk all the way to the back and decide on a simple white van with black tires and tinted windows.

"Yeah that should work," I think.

I hope Joey's not too smart and doesn't connect the pieces that it's me, just in a different van.

I also need to be a little sneakier with stalking him because he's definitely catching on.

I walk up to my black van and grab the picture and my notebook out of it.

I finally have Joey's address which is good because now I can watch him when he sleeps.

I smile to myself as I head down stairs and into the basement.

I begin sorting all the pictures and putting them on the wall.
I still have to find out who the guy that attacked Joey is. He looks pretty familiar but I just can't quite place him.

I set my notebook down and book mark the page with the address. I then set the notebook into the drawer.

I decide to work on one of my other projects that I have down here. I open the closet and pull out one of the masks I've been working on.

I walk over to my drawer and search for the red ball shaped nose that I bought the other day.

When I find it I grab out a needle and thread and start stitching it on.

One day I would like to walk in public with this on and just scare people.

Maybe I'll try it on Joey first.

Once I finish the nose I step back and look at it. It's really creepy and I love it.

I smile and put the clown mask in my closet with the rest of them.

I turn off the light and head back upstairs.

When I get up the stairs all the guys stop and look at me.

I raise one of my eyebrows at them.

Chris clears his throat.

"So what are you going to do about Joey. If you keep stalking him then he's only going to get more suspicious," Chris tells me.

I'm well aware that I can't stalk Joey forever.

"I'm planing on taking him to the house," I mumble.

"You're going to kidnap him!?!" Jim shouts.

"Kinda but like I won't hurt him or anything," I smile.

Jim shakes his head. He does not approve of this.

"This is really illegal Shawn. Plus Joey doesn't deserve this," Jim says.

I sigh.

"I just want to get to know him," I grumble.

Chris and Paul smirk.

"That's not the way to get to know someone. You don't stalk them and then kidnap them!" Jim yells.

I roll my eyes.

"It'll be fine. I just want him to play drums for us," I tell them.

Jim shakes his head in disbelief.

"So you're telling me, your way of asking him to join the band is to stalk him and then kidnap him?!" Jim asks.

"Yes exactly," I smile.

Sid and Chris start laughing.

"So you couldn't just ask him?" Jim sighs.

"No. If I ask him then he could say no," I explain.

"Oh! So you're forcing him to join the band?" Jim huffs.

"No. I'm still going to ask him," I say.

Mick starts laughing and I shrug.

"I'm sure he will totally want to join our band after you stalked him and then kidnapped him," Jim says sarcastically.

I shrug my shoulders. Joey doesn't have much of a choice.

Let's just say this is my weird way of inviting someone into the band.

Slipknot is a weird band and depending on how Joey takes the kidnapping will show whether he is compatible with this band.

Jim stand up and walks off. I don't understand why he's not okay with this I mean I don't see anything wrong with it. Sure it's a little weird and it's definitely violating Joey's privacy but oh well.

I open the fridge and grab out some food.

I then sit down and join the guys in eating dinner.

A/N:
07.13.20
This chapter was written by
@7_MICK_7