Obsessive

08

Zane

School has started up again. Spring break is over.

Instead of just following Molly around town, I now have to follow her around school. But it's quite simple actually. I can see through the windows and I've learned where each of her classes are.

It goes first period: History. Second period is Algebra. Third period is Sports Medicine. Fourth period is English. Fifth period is Chemistry. Sixth period is Study Hall. And finally, seventh period is simply a teachers aid.

Molly runs around campus delivering papers and such to the teachers and office. I sit in my car in the parking lot as she walks back and forth. It has become the favorite part of my day.

Not every day though do I watch my girl. As much as I adore it... I do realize that I should give some space. I do however still give her notes everyday. She always throws them away in anger but I can still see the fear in her body language. Molly checks over her shoulder more often and double checks every odd sound, movement, or object.

I know I promised her that I would get as close unless she let me... but I miss her.

Breathing in her fear and adrenaline was intoxicating. I adore everything about her. Molly's reaction to me was everything I could have dreamed of.

She was calm yet afriad. She was firm and also vague. She was worried but excited.

All of those emotions, I caused myself. Every time I see her or smell her or hell even just think about her, I want to be close.

If only she hadn't woken up...

Granted, it was my fault. I should have never touched her but she looked so gorgeous. I couldn't contain myself.

However, the plan is ruined. I at least wanted to let her feel safer or even curious about who I was. She hadn't called the cops or even told her mother yet so I had assumed she was at least a little bit interested. I wanted to get her to like me just a little first. But I went and messed it all up.

Sighing heavily, I shift in the seat. I need a new plan now that the old one is thrown out. But maybe... maybe if I just adapt to the old plan, then it'll still work.

~

The bouquet is full of purple, white, red, blue, and pink flowers. It's not gigantic but it is widely arranged. I set it down on her bed along with a letter this time. After making it look perfect, I take a look around her room.

It's still clean and organized. Her smell is all over the place and I'm thoroughly enjoying it.

Molly is still at school, she won't be home for at least another hour. I figured I'd drop off my little present before she got home. It would be a nice suprise I think. I want to watch her find the flowers and read the note but I assume that space would be the best option right now.

I trust that she'll soon ask to see me. And I'll wait patiently until then.

But for now, I leave her room and exit the house. I decide to drive around town, not ready to go home. I find myself on main street. I park and walk down the sidewalk, entering my favorite place. The Bookstore.