The biggest Wait

It's a breezy evening and it started drizzling. I love this kind of weather but am afraid of what will happen tomorrow if the climate continued this way. argh!! sorry for not introducing me properly I am Jane Williams. I am waiting for tomorrow, my wedding. yes, I am gonna get married tomorrow. The time is running so slow and I am bored too.what if he doesn't like me? what if I miss being with my parents? I don't even know him fully who knows what danger awaits?. I checked my Instagram for the nth time today. suddenly a notification popped up. I checked it with curiosity. Its a friend request from an unknown person. I accepted it and they sent me some pictures of me but taken from far away at different locations. I got panicked and blocked the account as soon as possible but then I thought 'what if they misused it?' so I unblocked the account and asked them what they want, there was no reply. I waited, waited, and waited but nothing happened. suddenly a picture of me sitting in the balcony of the church popped up. I got scared to the extreme because I was now sitting in the same balcony of the same church in the picture. I wanted to run from there for my life but I cannot. I felt paralyzed. I heard footsteps approaching me and then I opened my eyes to see a stranger then I realized that was all a dream and the stranger was my makeup artist for my wedding. of all the fear I had, I didn't look at my phone. I wanted to share this dream with somebody so I decided to talk to my makeup artist as had no other choices. "you okay, you look like you met a ghost or something" she asked before me. I told her everything about the dream. then she told me that was not a dream but truth but the person approached me was her and I fainted n the balcony. "so they traced the person?" I asked with curiosity. "not yet, they are still tracing". "oh! " I said. " don't panic, they will soon catch her". "but how that person can be a girl," I asked. " girl you are talking to much. I hate you even more now" she said in an arrogant tone. I left speechless and then I studied the surroundings it has so many pictures of my fiance then it strikes so she was the stalker and she kidnapped me. she left me without a word. I studied the surroundings, even more, there was a path leading downstairs. I headed downstairs. there was another girl like me trapped I helped her to get up. she was so weak and pale like hadn't eaten for weeks. she said that "nobody will help you get out or you should wait patiently until she releases you" "when will she release us?" I asked with a concern in the voice. "after we die". " is she a psychopath?" I asked fear evident in my voice. " your fiance is her ideal type, she was in love with him for years but he never reacted and I was his friend out of jealous she kidnapped me" she said. I was speechless. I don't know what to do. we waited in that roof for weeks still no movements. the girl with me stayed close to me and gave me some mental strength. we waited for someone to rescue us but we had no hope as the days passed. being out and staying happy was all a dream for us now. I wish that someday we will be out and will roam through every street of new york. that psycho visited us twice in a week. we lived in hell. soon the prayers to stay changed to prayers to die then I realized the one who should die is her and not us. we made a trap for her and just like she was injured but she never gives up so she fought against us and we were injured equally. the girl with me was shot dead by the psycho. to my luck, I escaped the hell and I locked her down in that jail of hers. once being out I wanted to call the cops but I don't know where I was. All I could see was a bus stop ahead of me. there was a man standing in the bus stop, a stranger, that word sent a shiver through my spine. but I have only one choice is to approach him. I went near him and asked his phone for calling cops, he smirked at me. " sorry baby, you are too pretty. wanna join me for a party?" he asked. I cringed at my own self. why on earth I should be the one in this shitty situation. I started walking away. the stranger got hold of my hand. "I'm a cop, don't worry. I will help you, just tell me what's the matter?" he said with a reassuring smile. I told him about the whole situation. he then called my family to the spot. I canceled the wedding because I cannot risk my life again for any of the people. right now am at a park, enjoying the time alone at peace. I was actually waiting for the cop who saved me before. after that incident, I sort of hate some words like waiting, psycho, stranger. I always go out with someone I know. I afraid of being alone too. " did you wait too much time?" he asked me. " 'waiting' isn't that bad when the person you expect arrive no matter what. if that person doesn't arrive the 'waiting' is a waste of time. "so you will wait for any person who arrives at the time?" he asked with eagerness. "no I will only wait if it's you" I said with passion. " so you love me then?" he asked with the same smirk in his face. "yes I do and if I know you will be the first one, I would have waited patiently inside the hell".