Deranged Love (Ellen Hopkins Inspired)

All mine

I've been watching her.

My obsession warping my thoughts, I needed to have her... If its the last thing I do.

I watched from my building window, as she walked down the concrete path towards her home.

Fascination.

No.

Much, much more.

She was something I just needed to have, to keep forever. She was in my mind, it was easier to keep her there because she could never leave. And she never wanted to.

Everyday she walks by, innocent.

Unknowing of the event that would change her life, forever.

I planned on abducting her.

Keeping her with me.

Where she belonged.

Forever.

I paced back and forth, back and forth in my apartment. thoughts of the plan were going through my head relentlessly.

Not that I didn't mind.

Cause I didn't.

Not one bit.

I had everything settled.

All I needed to do was get into the car and when she came walking back from her late night tennis practice I'd grab her.

And get her into my car.

Id tell her to buckle up.

I don't want her to get hurt.

Then away we would go, I know she'd eventually like me. Like I like her.

Her blonde hair, and her tan flawless skin. The way she tanned in her back yard when she thought no one was watching. Taking her bra off for me. Showing me her.

Only me.

She would give me all of her.

Willingly.

I know it.

*later that night*

I slid into my car. It's a fancy car, I got it from my brother. As a gift.

I pulled up next to the abandon lot, and waited for her to walk by.

Waited for the moment she would be all mine.

So I could savor her.

Every part of her.

Lovingly.

Softly.

I smiled at the thought.

I saw her, wearing her little tennis skirt and her tiny tight tennis shirt.

I got out of the car slowly, and waited for her to come closer.

I grabbed her.

Pulled her into my car.

And blindfolded her.

She was finally mine.

She screamed and kicked just as I thought she would, but I knew in time she would crave my very touch.

She would beg for me.

To enter her.

To be as one with her.

Hours and hours passed, and the crying stopped. And I felt happy.

"How old are you?" I asked her

She whimpered "I'm 17 sir"

I smiled at her obedience.

Too many questions for tonight.

Tonight we would do something more entertaining to waste our time.

I licked my lips and I saw the rope at each corner of the car.

Two for her legs spread far and wide.

Two for her arms.

Because tonight I couldn't trust her.

She might run.

I wouldn't want that.

I'd have to go get her all over again.

That wouldn't be fun.

I pulled over and drove deep into the California woods, where I knew no one would disturb out goings on.

"Please don't kill me" she cried

I reached back and stroked her face "your too precious, I wouldn't ever hurt you my dear"

Her crying stopped.

She still looked nervous.

So innocent.

I was getting hard. I needed for a release.

I stopped the car, and reached back and tied her legs and hands.

I grabbed her out of the car dumped her softly on the ground.

She whimpered "god save me"

I cut her clothes off with a knife.

And threw them in the car.

I touched her skin.

My hand traveled down.

To a sensitive spot.

I laid down on top of her and kissed her sensitive spot.

Lovingly.