Didn't want to have to write this .....

I spent a day taking care of my beloved but he insisted he's feeling better and I should go back to work while he rests at home a bit more. I went to my car to go to lunch yesterday and saw this rose in the door handle. I messaged Gabe, thanking him for the flower and telling him he could have come into my office to see me. He replied " What rose? I haven't left the house today, baby. Are you okay?" I freaked out and ran back inside, where we have security. I have pepper spray in my purse ( at the insistence of Gabe, my brothers, and Dad) and had it in my hand as I walked out to the parking lot. I immediately checked the back seat of the car before getting in and locked all the doors after I was seated. I kept looking to see if anyone followed me and couldn't see anyone but it was the longest drive home of my life and I couldn't wait to get back where I feel safe. I ran into Gabe's arms as usual and though he always holds me tight this hug was extra tight. He asked me what happened and I told him exactly what I've written here and watched his face go from love and concern to anger. I've never really seen him angry except when someone hurts or mistreats me and I tell him about it. He wants to take me to and from work every day and while I would love that it would totally screw up our work schedules and I don't think it's going to be possible. That was yesterday which would have been bad enough but I decided I wasn't going to let him scare me and would go to work, albeit with precautions. I came out of the office to go home; I didn't leave for lunch and brought food with me.I got in the car, locked the doors and everything seemed normal until I see a man dart out from behind a minivan and head straight toward my car, trying to get in with me. I called 911 immediately and security saw what was going on through the cameras in the parking lot, sending a couple of guards to stop him. They grabbed him, pinned him to the ground, and held him until the police got there. I don't think I've ever been so scared. The thing is I recognized the guy once I got a decent look at him. He was a neighbor of mine before I moved in with Gabe and had the unsettling habit of stopping in the street when he walked by to stare at me if I happened to be outside. Gabe was over at my place last Summer and he came outside to sit with me, sending the creeper running. I texted him as unobtrusively as possible that this guy was making me uncomfortable so he came to sit under this tree with me. I noticed the guy either walking or driving by on his motorcycle to see if I was outside multiple times. I kid you not; the second he saw Gabe walk towards me he ran like hell. Obviously I had to tell him everything that happened and I've never seen him so pissed off. He feels like he should have protected me and he didn't. I should be free to go to work and do as I please without some creep trying to get into my car with me. He knows this isn't my first stalker and that I've had issues with men only being interested in my physical appearance so it makes it worse. He once told me he tried to fight his feelings for me because of the shit I had told him men have done and said to me; he didn't want me to think he was like them. Obviously, I had some feelings of my own and we're both better off after giving in to them. I don't want him to feel guilty because some creepy asshole couldn't control himself; he's been nothing but wonderful to me and given me everything I could ever want. The creep should feel guilty but doesn't. I need to go calm him down, he shouldn't feel responsible for this.