dangerous love

Chapter 2

Breath in....

                   Breath out....

Breath in...

                    Breath out...

It's OK, just keep your wits about you [name], just Breath and smile, these kids sense fear, why is it that I'm not normal? Or maybe I am normal and everyone is crazy, ever since he came Into power everyone has gone crazy, the streets are dim, dirty, deserted the only thing that can be heard is the whistling of the wind that carries unsaid promises and secrets of those who have not been heard.

That man's face is hanging on every wall, in every classroom like a tapestry of victory like he's the new king when in actuality he just a tyrent of chaos and crazed just that can not be satiated, I gulp as I try to support the children in the class until home time.

Home time hits a the echos of the ringing bell that haunts the school like a ghost in an abandoned house of nightmares, the parents are either stoic or they have crazed smiles like they've do e something they shouldn't or they're planning something. 

I gulp as I smile at them as I wave goodbye to the children, when the last child has gone I grab my bag and I head off without saying goodbye to the teacher, I run a hand through my hair as I step out onto the street, the chill goes up back as I try not to make any eye contact as I look down while trying to not bump into anybody.

Bubump...

Bubump...

Bubump...

Bubump..

Bubump...

"It's him!" A screech is heard from infront of me, I see the man, that face that I see hung up on each wall, in every classroom, the art work of him, just sends shivers. I feel my heart pound as he greets everyone with a smile and conniving eyes, he looks down to gift a child a dead Daisy, as he looks around we make eye contact, I gulp.

Bubump,

Bubump,

Bubump,

My heart beat goes faster and faster as I feel a cold sweat go down my back.

What do I do? 

Do be like everyone else or do I ignore him.i decide on walking past with my head down, I can feel his eyes on me, staring down at me as if he's seeing, reading every twitching in my body, looking for any hidden secrets.

When I get home, I lock the door, chain and bolt it before setting my things down, I walk into the kitchen it make my sandwich for my tea as I sit in front of the TV watching the news, all and every programme is filled of him and promoting that tyrant, the people looking more and more psychotic as they're smiles become wider they're eyes filled with amusement and cunning as if they're staring right at me, sigh as I find a show of what is a rerun of bargin hunt, when everything was normal, bright and normal.

So why haven't I changed but everyone has, is it because I'm self aware? Or is it because him not easily manipulated into following sheep. I gulp as I turn it off and is hand up, I head to my room to change into my pajamas. I put my washing in the washing basket before heading to sleep but first I must count all my pills, 1,2,3... 23 right same as always, nothing taken nothing ingested. 

I sigh in relief as I get under the covers and head to sleep.

Bubump...

Bubump.....

Bubump... 

Bubump.....

Bubump......

Bubump..........

CRASH!

I don't flinch, every night, at the same time, my window opens and the man falls in. I feel his hot breath against my ear before I feel his tongue lick my cheek "God, if only I could fuck you and claim you as mine" he chuckles "show everyone who you belong to baby boy" he whispers in to my ear. 

Why won't he leave me alone, I'm not showing him any interest yet he still comes in "you ignored my gift at the door" Ah yes that dead rat with its heart ripped out, not really a nice gift to relieve. 

"I'll give you something better what about? Chocolate! Everyone LOVES chocolate.

There's no such thing as love in this world only dark obsession and gatekeeping, no deep satiated love or gentle touches.