Obsession

Chapter 2 : The observation begins

3rd pov

The prison compound, where the harsh realities of confinement are softened only by fleeting moments of human connection. Isabel's cell is her sanctuary and her cage, a place where she clings to her defiance. Che Guevara, driven by a growing obsession, begins to shadow her every move.

Che Guevara : ( speaking to himself) "Ever since our first encounter, I've been unable to rid my mind of Isabel. Her spirit is a beacon in this dark place, and her beauty is unlike anything I've ever seen. Each day, I find myself drawn back to her cell, compelled to watch her, to understand her."

Che Guevara stands in the shadows, watching as Isabel interacts with other inmates through the bars of her cell. His eyes narrow when he sees a young man approach her, their conversation filled with laughter and familiarity.

Che Guevara: (muttering to himself) "Who is he? Why does he make her smile like that?"

Che thoughts :"Jealousy burns in my chest. I've fought battles, faced death, but this—this feeling is something entirely new. It's raw and consuming, and it drives me to the brink of madness."

Che watches as Isabel reaches through the bars to touch the young man's hand. He clenches his fists, struggling to control the rage boiling inside him.

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The prison yard, where inmates are allowed brief periods of exercise. Che Guevara lingers nearby, his eyes fixed on Isabel as she walks with the same young man from before.

Che Guevara: (approaching them, voice hard) "Isabel, a word."

Isabel: (sighing, turning to face him) "What do you want, Che?"

Che Guevara: (glaring at the young man) "I want to talk to you. Alone."

Young Man: (stepping back, intimidated) "I'll leave you two to it."

Isabel: (annoyed) "This is unnecessary, Che. What do you want to talk about?"

Che Guevara: (voice low, menacing) "I don't like seeing you with him. Or with anyone else, for that matter."

Isabel: (crossing her arms) "You have no right to dictate who I talk to. I'm not your property."

Che Guevara: (gritting his teeth) "Maybe not yet, but you will be. I won't stand for this insolence."

Isabel: (defiantly) "You can't control me, Che. No matter what you do."

Che Guevara: (stepping closer, his voice a dangerous whisper) "Watch yourself, Isabel. I'm not a man to be crossed."

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Che Guevara's office, late at night. The room is filled with the smoke of his cigar as he sits at his desk, a photograph of Isabel taken during her arrest spread out before him.

(Che's thoughts):

"Her defiance is infuriating, yet it's also what draws me to her. She's unlike any woman I've ever met. Her spirit, her fire—they captivate me. I've never wanted anything as much as I want her."

Che picks up the photograph, tracing her features with his finger. Her eyes, even in the photo, seem to challenge him, to mock his growing obsession.

Che Guevara: (softly) "Why can't you see what you do to me, Isabel? Why do you push me away?"

(Che's thoughts):

"Every moment without her is agony. I find myself imagining what it would be like to have her by my side, to feel her defiance turn into passion. It's a fantasy that consumes my every waking moment."

Che puts down the photograph and stands, pacing the room. He's filled with a restless energy, unable to shake the images of Isabel from his mind.

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The prison corridors, where Che Guevara walks with a purposeful stride. He knows Isabel's routines, has memorized every detail of her day.

(Che's thoughts):

"I've become a shadow, always watching, always waiting. Every interaction she has with the other inmates fuels my jealousy, every smile she gives them feels like a dagger in my heart."

Che hides in the shadows as Isabel talks to another inmate, a woman this time. They laugh together, and Isabel's face lights up with genuine happiness.

Che Guevara: (muttering to himself) "Why can't she smile like that for me?"

(Che's thoughts):

"I'm losing control. This obsession is driving me to madness. I need her to understand, to see that no one else can have her but me."

Che steps out of the shadows, interrupting their conversation. The other inmate quickly excuses herself, leaving Isabel alone with him.

Isabel: (exasperated) "Again, Che? What do you want now?"

Che Guevara: (intensely) "You. I want you to understand that you belong to me, Isabel. No one else."

Isabel: (angrily) "I'll never belong to you. You're delusional."

Che Guevara: (grabbing her arm, his grip firm) "Maybe I am. But this delusion is all I have now. And I won't let anyone take you from me."

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Che Guevara's obsession with Isabel spirals out of control, driving him to shadow her every move and react with increasing jealousy to her interactions with others. His fixation on her beauty and defiance consumes him, turning his revolutionary fervor into a dangerous, all-consuming passion.

What will Che do after Isabel's constant rejection?

Will he give up?

Or will he take drastic measures to ensure Isabel's belongs to his eyes only?

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