: ¨ ·.· ¨ : ︵ ⺌ ︵ ʬʬ៹𝙴𝙻˘𝙲ˬ꩜𝙼𝙴 ⺌ꜜ
` · .. ·:¨·.·¨: t𖦹 ⊰ :wind_chime: ⁾⁾ 𝕂𝕒𝕣𝕞𝕒’s ␣ . . ꕀ
`· 𝚋٬𝚕𝚘𝚐 𖤐 𝘐𝘵 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘮𝘺 𝘧𝘢𝘶𝘭𝘵, ₎₎
︵ . ︵ . 𖧧 𖧧 ───╯
「𝐓𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠;
︳╶ 𝘚𝘵𝘢𝘭𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨
︳╶ 𝘖𝘣𝘴𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯
︳╶ 𝘒𝘪𝘥𝘯𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨
︳╶ 𝘋𝘳𝘶𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨
︳╶ 𝘉𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘸𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨
︳╶ 𝘔𝘢𝘯𝘪𝘱𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯
︳╶ 𝘔𝘶𝘳𝘥𝘦𝘳 」
◠⠀⠄⠂⠁⠂⠂⠄⠄ ◠ 𖤐⺌ : ¨ ·.· ¨ :
﹟𝙸ꜜ𝙽𝚃𝚁♡𝙳𝚄𝙲₎₎𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽 ◂ 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘺 . · `
┄ ⊹ ⊹ 𝘢𝘮 ៹ 𝘐 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨? 𖧧 ꜛ 🖇))
˘ ˘ ˘ ꜛ ꜛ ˘ ˘ ˘
𖧷 Her hand had begun to hurt by this point from
𖧷 all the writing she'd been doing. The scratching
𖧷 of the pencil against the paper filling the otherwise
𖧷 silent room. There were faint bags under her eyes
𖧷 and pictures lining the walls. Some were blurry, but
𖧷 others were nearly professional looking. They were
𖧷 all of only one person. It was a man who was never
𖧷 looking directly at the camera. He seemed unaware
𖧷 that they were even being taken. The room was quite
𖧷 surprisingly clean aside from the walls and desk she
𖧷 was currently sitting at. Notebooks, photos, letters,
𖧷 and all sorts of schedules littering the surface of it.
𖧷 Her brown eyes seemed focused on the information
𖧷 she was writing down. Her teeth sinking into the tip
𖧷 of her thumb as her eyebrows scrunched in thought.
𖧷 Blood slipped from the newly opened wound but in
𖧷 the end she didn't bat an eye to the damage. The
𖧷 pencil being twirled around between the fingers of
𖧷 her other hand. The paper was covered with all kinds
𖧷 of things. Names, dates, places, relationships, foods.
𖧷 It seemed to be documentation of things she knew.
𖧷 They all seemed to pertain to the man in the photos.
𖧷 She tapped the eraser of the pencil against the hard
𖧷 wood of the desk and soon let her head fall back.
𖧷 Her eyes losing focus as she stared up at the ceiling.
𖧷 It had been six years. That was when her eyes first
𖧷 met his. The day she found herself wanting him. She
𖧷 hadn't even realized how bad it had gotten at first
𖧷 it had only started out as wanting to learn more. It
𖧷 clearly didn't stop there though. Her room alone
𖧷 was proof of that. Rather than fighting herself for
𖧷 reclaiming her sanity, she let go, let it consume her
𖧷 entirely. She had no intention of stopping herself.
𖧷 Not anymore anyway. Why should she? It felt so good.
𖧷 So good to let herself give in to the obsession she
𖧷 had with him. To watch over him even when he likely
𖧷 believed himself to be alone. Learning everything
𖧷 there was to know about him. She probably knew
𖧷 more than his closest family. That was what it truly
𖧷 meant to love somebody was it not? Showing how
𖧷 dedicated she was to the man who didn't even know
𖧷 her first name. That was okay to her, he didn't need
𖧷 to know, knowing everything was her job not his.
𖧷 The thought made her giggle as she leaned back
𖧷 in the chair and stretched her arms up over her head.
𖧷 The sleeves of her oversized sweater slipping down
𖧷 and revealing her arms. There was a name tattooed
𖧷 on her forearm. It was likely his. The one who didn't
𖧷 know her. It was as her mind wandered about him
𖧷 that an idea finally came to her mind. She knew it
𖧷 all, his schedule, his family, his job, his hobbies, and
𖧷 even where he made all his appointments. He was
𖧷 so vulnerable to her and never even knew it. Why,
𖧷 if she could do it, anyone could do it. She didn't
𖧷 like that idea. She wanted to be the only one to be
𖧷 so “close” to him, she had to protect him, after all
𖧷 that's what loving someone meant. She would be
𖧷 the one to do that. The silence hung heavy in the
𖧷 room as it gradually seemed to grow darker with
𖧷 the presence of another goal beginning to form
𖧷 in her mind. It was so simple that she hadn't even
𖧷 thought about it before. Her arms fell down into her
𖧷 lap as her eyes gradually widened with realization.
𖧷 She could just bring him here, to her home, and let
𖧷 him stay with her. 𝙋𝙚𝙧𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙡𝙮. Then he would be
𖧷 with her all the time. That was the best outcome.
(( :thought_balloon: ────╯
/)/) . ︹ . ︹ . ︹ . ︹ . ︹ .
( . .) 𝚃𝙾𝙿˚𝙸𝙲 ღ 𝙾.𝙽𝙴 ⋮ ⇢ 🦢 𝘌𝘷𝘦𝘯 𝘪𝘧
つ ♡ ꜛ ꜛ 𝘐 𝘢𝘤𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘺𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 ₎⁾ ‣‣‣
﹝𝘪𝘴 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦, ⺌ ︶꒷꒦︶ ⺌ 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯’𝘵 𝘭𝘪𝘦 ꪹ
ʚ It was that simple realization that caused
ʚ her to begin planning everything out. How
ʚ she would go about bringing him to her. It
ʚ was all written out so quickly. You'd think
ʚ she had thought about it beforehand; and
ʚ well you wouldn't be entirely wrong for that
ʚ she had considered it at least once before.
ʚ The only issue with her plan beforehand had
ʚ been that she didn't know as much about him.
ʚ That wasn't an issue now, no, certainly not.
ʚ she knew everything there was to know now.
ʚ That included how he'd react to such a situation.
ʚ It meant she would be able to plan accordingly.
ʚ She giggled to herself as she wrote down her
ʚ little plan step-by-step, as well as everything
ʚ she would need for it all. There were some
ʚ items she wouldn't be able to just buy without
ʚ getting odd looks, or drawing attention, so she
ʚ opted to make them herself. You'd be a little
ʚ surprised how easy it is to make something
ʚ capable of knocking someone out. It only
ʚ took a few days to perfect it and even less to
ʚ find an adequate test subject to test it out on.
ʚ It was important to make sure something so
ʚ important went off without any issues. She
ʚ wanted nothing but the best since she was
ʚ doing this all for him. Everything she did was
ʚ always for him. He was the most important
ʚ being in existence to her. It's because of that
ʚ that she had to keep him to herself now. Surely
ʚ others would see such a splendid person and
ʚ try to take them away from her. She hadn't
ʚ even realized how angry she was until she felt
ʚ the pulse beneath her fingers beginning to
ʚ soften until it eventually stopped all together.
ʚ Her angry expression quickly softened as she
ʚ looked down to her, now deceased, subject.
ʚ She could only bring herself to blink and tilt
ʚ her head in response. It was as though she
ʚ didn't even the fact that she'd taken
ʚ a life just then. The flickering lights of the old
ʚ basement casting an eerie glow on her usually
ʚ soft and sweet features. The curly bangs framing
ʚ her face as she pulled her hand away from the
ʚ strangers throat. There was a flicker of pure
ʚ disgust for a moment. Her eyes trailing to her
ʚ hand as she wiped it on her sweater. She had
ʚ no particular worries about the corpse. One
ʚ was because she already planned for this-
ʚ the second was because she didn't leave any
ʚ prints. How did she know? She burned them off.
ʚ She didn't have any fingerprints to leave.
ʚ With a hum of delight, she pushed herself off
ʚ the body and clasped her hands together. It
ʚ would definitely work. Over the span of two
ʚ weeks she had managed to get everything
ʚ she knew she would need. That included a
ʚ highly concentrated mixture of herbs that
ʚ she had made. It was an elixir of sorts. One
ʚ that made the mind more susceptible to
ʚ obeying. It made it hard for someone to think
ʚ for themselves. She didn't want to use it, she
ʚ liked him the way he was, but if he was too
ʚ difficult then- well. She wouldn't have any
ʚ other option. It was up to him really.
╰──── :fish_cake: ))
⌒ . ⌒ . ⌒ . ⌒ . ⌒
˗ˋˏ ꕀ 𝚃𝙾𝙿ꜜ𝙸𝙲 𝚃𝚆꩜ ₎⁾ ꜜ 𝘠𝘰𝘶 𝘤𝘢𝘯 ៸៸
❲ 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦 𝘮𝘦 𝘰𝘶𝘵 . ᐧ . ᐧ . ᐧ . ᐧ . ─╯
:rabbit2: 𝘚𝘛𝘙𝘈𝘠 ꒦꒷꒷꒦ 𝘒𝘐𝘋𝘚 𖧧⺌
𖧷 It was Monday, the 17th, 09:35am
𖧷 that she decided to carry out her plan.
𖧷 She knew he'd be leaving for work and
𖧷 that he often went out by himself. Due
𖧷 to this, it was the best time to do it. She
𖧷 hid around the back of the building and
𖧷 waited for him to head there. The place
𖧷 was a shabby wasteland. It was some
𖧷 filthy restaurant that didn't even have
𖧷 security cameras. The owner was greedy
𖧷 and hardly paid his employees as it was
𖧷 so she wasn't worried about being seen.
𖧷 Once he had arrived, everything was finally
𖧷 set into motion. She was excited to see
𖧷 him up close again. It felt like it was a
𖧷 dream. His confused expression was just
𖧷 adorable- and for a moment- she nearly
𖧷 forgot why she was even there. It was him
𖧷 calling out to her that brought her back.
𖧷 The confused questioning grounding her
𖧷 in reality as he cautiously moved closer to
𖧷 her. She could tell by his body language
𖧷 that he was on his guard and cautious
𖧷 of her. She adored it, her heart throbbing
𖧷 in her ears with joy, she was sure if he was
𖧷 any closer he'd be able to hear it. That
𖧷 wouldn't do, not yet, she needed to be
𖧷 patient and follow her plan. If she got
𖧷 too greedy it would ruin everything and
𖧷 she couldn't have that happening. She
𖧷 came up with a lie, someone was out and
𖧷 following her, she was scared and had been
𖧷 planning on hiding in the building whenever
𖧷 he showed up. The story seemed to work
𖧷 and she could see his body relax.
𖧷 He was so cute and gullible, it's a good
𖧷 thing she was there to protect him. It would
𖧷 have been so easy to kill him if she were
𖧷 there for anything evil. He was too trusting.
𖧷 The breeze picked up slightly and caused
𖧷 him to shiver, how cute, she had to keep
𖧷 up the act though. He offered to call
𖧷 someone and she declined. There was
𖧷 nobody who would come for her even if
𖧷 she hadn't been lying. She didn't have people
𖧷 close to her anymore anyway. She did that
𖧷 to herself though and couldn't blame anyone
𖧷 else, even she knew that. He finally opted
𖧷 to let her hide in the building for a short while
𖧷 which she was oh-so-grateful for. There
𖧷 wasn't anyone else there yet, nobody who
𖧷 would intervene anyway. One woman was
𖧷 there but she was alwas ed out on one
𖧷 drug or another. She wouldn't wake up even
𖧷 if he called out to her for help. It's why this
𖧷 was such a golden opportunity. Once they
𖧷 were finally in the building, and his back was
𖧷 to her, she smiled warmly. Her hand slid
𖧷 into her sleeve and grabbed ahold of a thin
𖧷 needle with a pale blue liquid inside it.
𖧷 She made sure all the air was pushed out
𖧷 before finally reaching up and pushing it
𖧷 into his neck. He flinched in pain but didn't
𖧷 react fast enough to stop her. The full
𖧷 thing being emptied by the time he finally
𖧷 grabbed her wrist. It didn't matter how
𖧷 strong, muscular, or determined he
𖧷 was, she ensured it was fast acting, it
𖧷 was only a matter of seconds before he
𖧷 began to falter. His body swaying and his
𖧷 vision growing darker. She watched as he
𖧷 finally collapsed into her arms, right where
𖧷 he belonged. She had nearly fallen under
𖧷 his weight but managed to steady herself
𖧷 and sit herself on the ground. His head in
𖧷 her lap while she ran her fingers through
𖧷 his hair. Her expression nothing short of
𖧷 pure adoration and excitement to finally
𖧷 have everything going her way. She truly
𖧷 was insanely lucky, that and she planned
𖧷 this all out, it paid off in the end. The bruise
𖧷 now wrapped around her hand and wrist
𖧷 was only a reward. That's how she saw it
𖧷 anyway. Once a few minutes ed she
𖧷 adjusted him to lay on the floor fully.
𖧷 She stood up and looked around with a
𖧷 soft hum. She couldn't realistically carry
𖧷 him all the way out to the car given her
𖧷 height and lacking in muscle. She did
𖧷 eventually find something though, it was
𖧷 a “tubby wheel thing” or so she called it.
𖧷 Something they used to transport boxes.
𖧷 There was a brief struggle as she pushed
𖧷 him into it and covered the top with a tarp
𖧷 that was in the back room. She then rolled
𖧷 it out to his car and gave the area a once
𖧷 over before finally struggling to put him in
𖧷 the back seat of the car. The tint was darker
𖧷 on the back windows and they had covers
𖧷 so nobody would be able to see him inside.
𖧷 She put everything back in its proper place
𖧷 within the building once she was done.
𖧷 She even removed the data of him arriving
𖧷 for his shift from the computers. It was
𖧷 a little surpsing to her that the place even
𖧷 had something that “high end”..for them.
(( :cloud: ────╯
.ㆍ. ꜜ .ㆍ.ㆍ.ㆍ.ㆍ. 𖤐 .ㆍ.ㆍ.
ʚ ⇗ ˓ 𝚃𝙾𝙿⺌𝙸𝙲 𖧧. 𝚃𝙷𝚁𝙴𝙴 ꞋꞌꞋꞌ
𝙲𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎 ꕀ 𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝ᵎ ₎₎ 𝚊𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 🕊◂
╰─── ⇛ 𝚊𝚜 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚕𝚒𝚔𝚎⺌
˘ ˘ ˘
Whenever he did finally wake up, she was there. ɞ
Her legs thrown over the arm of a recliner, leaned ɞ
to the side so she was resting against the back, ɞ
phone in her hands. She did notice him awake, it ɞ
just didn't seem like she intended to say anything ɞ
not immediately anyway. Once she had finished ɞ
typing whatever she had been writing she finally ɞ
looked over to him. She tossed the phone to the ɞ
floor and slid from the recliner. He seemed like ɞ
he was still lost in a bit of a daze, but he was up. ɞ
She never spoke, not yet, instead she gently took ɞ
his face into her hands and cupped his cheeks. It ɞ
was reality, he was there, how exciting. She had ɞ
never been this happy before. It was everything ɞ
she could have ever asked for right before her. ɞ
He flinched at the touch and tried to pull away- it ɞ
was just as cute as everything else he did. To her. ɞ
He could struggle all he wanted and never get out ɞ
of those restraints, of that she was sure, even if he ɞ
hated her she didn't mind- maybe..but that too was ɞ
exciting. So long as his feelings were aimed her- ɞ
could accept them all. Her eyes holding pure love ɞ
for the man in front of her while his held fear of her. ɞ
That was okay though. She didn't mind, he could be ɞ
taught to lover her if it didn't eventually come to him ɞ
naturally. She loved him so much she hated him to ɞ
some degree. He plagued her every thought and it ɞ
was his fault she was like this. He should take the ɞ
responsibility for it shouldn't he. There was silence ɞ
as she slowly pulled the tape off of his mouth and ɞ
held a finger to her lips. Hurting him was the nothing ɞ
she wanted to do. The thought alone made her sad. ɞ
Even with that being the case,, she'd do whatever ɞ
was needed. The man seemed to understand, after ɞ
all, in his mind she was completely insane. Not an ɞ
incorrect assessment but she'd likely deny the claim ɞ
since she didn't think she was crazy at all. She tilted ɞ
her head after a moment and smiled, finally opening ɞ
her mouth to speak for the first time. Not to him, in ɞ
general, it had been months since she last spoke a ɞ
word overall. She didn't why she decided ɞ
to stop in the first place but it didn't matter now. ɞ
"You must be surprised, but it's not unexpected. I've ɞ
been watching you for...four, five, six? Yes. Six years. ɞ
you don't me. I know it. Your eyes say so. ɞ
but, but, buuut I you. I know everything in ɞ
relation to you. Even things you don't know." She let ɞ
out a quiet hum and turned the swivel chair he was ɞ
bound to. With him now facing the metal table she ɞ
moved past him and walked over to it slowly. She ɞ
picked up a small book and opened it while making ɞ
her way back over to him. She soon flipped it and ɞ
it was filled with more pictures of him, some of him ɞ
sleeping while others were of him working or in his ɞ
room playing games. His face only twisted further ɞ
with fear which caused her to giggle softly. She ɞ
couldn't help it. Why? Despite the fear he remained ɞ
quiet like she told him to. She got it in her head that ɞ
he didn't actually mind the situation and was just ɞ
pretending to be scared to amuse her or something. ɞ
"You know. . . I'm glad, I thought you'd never want to ɞ
be with me. I always watched and protected you but ɞ
you never paid me any mind before. To have you ɞ
here and looking at only me? I'm overjoyed. It's like ɞ
a dream. Had I known you liked me too I'd havee ɞ
done this sooner. You should be more honest." She ɞ
scolded and followed it with a quiet laugh. Despite ɞ
her words, the restraints remained, and this went on ɞ
for days. She only released him when it was needed ɞ
and after a while he just willingly let her re-apply it ɞ
no longer fighting them. He had finally accepted her ɞ
“love” and believed himself to even feel the same as ɞ
weeks and months ed. The light fading from his ɞ
eyes as she overtook his mind just as he had done ɞ
to hers so many years ago. She never even needed ɞ
to use the elixer on him in the end. One day she just ɞ
didn't bind him again. She now seemed to trust him ɞ
and much to her amusement, he didn't try to run. He ɞ
stayed right there with her. She had what she had ɞ
wanted for so long now. He truly was perfect. ɞ
╰──── 🥛))
◠ ⺌ ︹ ⺌ ︹ ⺌ ◠ ⠀:¨·.·¨:
𖧧 ▾ 𖧧 ꩜𝚄𝚃𝚁𝙾₎₎ 𝘋𝘰 𝘪𝘵 ៹𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘭 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳.·ˊ
﹝𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘮𝘦﹞ෆ 𝘉𝘠𝘌 𝘉𝘠𝘌 ꕀ 🌬
⏝ ໍ ⏝ ໍ ⏝ 𝘵𝘶𝘳𝘯𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 ꒦꒷꒦꒷
𖧷 It was about a year later now. His arms holding
𖧷 her close to him as she stared at her hands.
𖧷 There was an engagement ring on her left finger
𖧷 and there were now photos of the two of them
𖧷 together on the walls as opposed to only him.
𖧷 They were outside in several of them. Yet he was
𖧷 still there. He never tried to run away from her.
𖧷 His eyes were as dull as they had been that day-
𖧷 and hers were still riddled with obsession and
𖧷 adoration for the man she now called her fiance.
𖧷 His family had put out missing persons posters
𖧷 at one point, but once he was “accepting” of his
𖧷 love for her..and she trusted him..she allowed
𖧷 him to see them. He was able to tell them himself
𖧷 of their “relationship” and how he'd only run away
𖧷 because he was miserable from his job. That
𖧷 she found and saved him and that they fell in love
𖧷 after that. How he stayed with her and lost his
𖧷 phone. How he was had been saving up for a new
𖧷 one and tried to them through letters but
𖧷 the post office never delivered them. She even
𖧷 made fake ones to cover that part of the story.
𖧷 Her hand writing mirroring his almost perfectly.
𖧷 Her hold on him was impossibly strong, even as
𖧷 his family seemed skeptical he remained firm.
𖧷 He never had to leave the house, her job paid
𖧷 enough for him to remain home as often as he
𖧷 wanted. She gave him permission to ever get
𖧷 one if he were bored enough to do so. This was
𖧷 so long as he wore a GPS so she could “watch
𖧷 over him” but he claimed he didn't want to.
𖧷 She couldn't even help but feel her heart flutter.
𖧷 He wanted to just be with her all the time. He
𖧷 “loved“ her as much as she loved him and so
𖧷 that meant they were happy..she was happy.
𖧷 They were happy together and the ring on her
𖧷 finger proved that. They were the happy couple
𖧷 she always wanted them to be.
(( :shaved_ice: ────╯
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