Had the most intense session of cat and mouse at a gas station with a guy who had clearly been following me home for days.

This happened way back in 2016 when I was living in Utah, but for the sake of simplicity, lets pretend its 2021.<br><br><br>Im 22, F, 5&#39;3, around 120 lbs. Shes tall and shes skinny, shes tall and shes skinny. Anyway. <br><br>Im heading home from work, its around 10pm, and I live in a fairly safe neighborhood. There are a lot of families with young kids and older couples, so even though we dont have streetlights, we pretty much dont have to worry about much. About halfway between work and my house, there is a gas station that I frequently stop at to grab myself a late night drink. They make these delicious juice boxes with juice and rums or wines, they were pretty tasty, sometimes it would be my dinner beverage of choice.<br><br><br>As I left work, I decided that after getting off work at 10, I deserved a nice drink, so I pulled into the gas station, and parked my car between two large pickup trucks to block myself in. I was in a pretty good mood, since I had gotten a really nice proposal for some freelance work done, I had just gotten my tax money back, and I had overall just had a really good day. I put on my headphones, blasted some music, and got out of my car to walk into the gas station. I take a quick glance at my surroundings, and dont notice anything particularly out of the ordinary. I open the door to walk in, turn on the GPS location on my phone, and turn off the GPS location on facebook. I thought it was weird that they would share your live location, but thats just me. I walk in, grab my drink of choice and head to the counter. I say hello to the clerk, who is an older man (60s) who always says hi to me when I come in, pay, and leave.<br><br><br>Now, I usually walk around the corner of the building to where my car is parked, but I dont remember why I decided against it that night. All I know was that I decided to walk dead ahead and take the long way around the island to get to my car. I had barely made a few steps before I noticed that there were two men staring at me. One sitting in the drivers seat, the other in the passengers seat. Im trying to think of the make and model of the car at the moment and its on the tip of my tongue - it had a very distinctive look to it, but I cant place it. All I know is that it was a very nice luxury car, and I remember it being white. Anyway, as Im walking towards my car, I notice that both of the men are looking at me. I wave politely, and they continue to stare. I thought it was a bit odd, but I continued on my way.<br><br><br>I get into my car, turn the engine on, blast my music again, check my mirrors, and start to back out. As I turn to see behind me, I notice the guy in the passenger seat turn around and start staring at me again. I look up at my rearview mirror, and they havent moved. I pull up to the exit the gas station, and glance in my rearview. Theyre now pulling out behind me. I continue to my street, and they continue to follow. I pull into my driveway, and they pull over to the side of the road. I pull out my phone and send my boyfriend a text, telling him that I think someone is following me. I look in my rearview and notice that they havent left. My boyfriends texts me back and asks me to send him my live location, and then he calls me, but I dont answer because I dont want to spook the guys following me. <br><br><br>I pull forward, turn the car off, and step outside. I walk in the direction of the road, and as I get closer, both of the men look away from me, and start talking amongst themselves. I quickly walk back into the driveway, get into my car and turn it back on. I pull out of my driveway and head back to the gas station. I pull back into the parking lot, in the exact same spot I parked in before. I keep my eyes on my rearview the entire time I pull back in, and as the guys round the corner and see me sitting in the parking lot, they immediately pull over to the side of the road again. They still havent left. I wait there for 45 minutes, every so often walking up to the road to see if theyre still there. As I walk back to my car after the last time, I notice that they havent left. I keep looking in my rearview, expecting to see them pull up at some point, but eventually they turn their lights off and leave. I wait for another 15 minutes and decide to head back home. When I pull into my driveway, there is no one there.<br><br><br>The next day, I get a weird feeling when Im driving home from work, and look in my rearview. The exact same car is following me, and both of the guys from the night before glance up at me as soon as I look. I take a different route that avoids the gas station, they continue to follow. I pull into my driveway, and they pull over to the side of the road, in the exact same spot they pulled over to the night before. I pull forward, turn the car off, and step outside. I walk in the direction of the road, and as I get closer, both of the men look away from me, and start talking amongst themselves. I quickly walk back into the driveway, get into my car and turn it back on. I pull out of my driveway and head back to the gas station. I pull back into the parking lot, in the exact same spot I parked in before. I keep my eyes on my rearview the entire time I pull back in, and as the guys round the corner and see me sitting in the parking lot, they immediately pull over to the side of the road again. They still havent left. I wait there for 45 minutes, every so often walking up to the road to see if theyre still there. As I walk back to my car after the last time, I notice that they havent left. I keep looking in my rearview, expecting to see them pull up at some point, but eventually they turn their lights off and leave. I wait for another 15 minutes and decide to head back home. When I pull into my driveway, there is no one there.<br><br>&#x200B;<br><br>The next day, I decided to take a longer route home to see if they would follow. I took the route I knew that would take the longest for them to get to if they decided to follow me. I get on the highway, and as I do, the luxury car is two cars behind. I get off at the next exit, and they get off at the next exit. I hop on the highway again, and they hop on the highway again, a few cars behind me again. I get off at the next exit, and they get off at the next exit again. I pull into the gas station again, and park in the same spot. The luxury car pulls up on the side of the road, and they turn their lights off. I wait there for another 45 minutes, and again they leave. I pull out of the gas station, and head back home, and again theyre gone.<br><br><br>I decided that I had to report this to the police. They took my statement, my license plate number, my boyfriends license plate number, and my parents license plate number, in case they decided to follow anyone else connected to me. They told me to always be on high alert for luxury cars. They never found any trace of who was following me, they never found the car again, the local dealerships didnt have any cars matching the description that had been sold to anyone matching the license plate number I collected, and they never followed me again.<br><br><br>I never saw or heard from the two men again. But if you happen to see a young girl blasting music and occasionally walking up to your car to ask you whats up, leave her alone. Shes not doing it on purpose.