Obsession | ✔

Part Two

The shadowed man hid in the tree as night was at its peak. He was debating on whether or not to take her tonight. He knew that he wasn't good enough for her. He knew he was like the dirt she walked on everyday to get to work. He knew that she deserved a great, luxurious life with many kids. But when he pictured that happiness he got angry. He wanted it to be him and only him.

He watched through her window on the second floor as she sat on her bed with her legs crossed. Her beautiful orange hair was straight and pooled on the bed softly as she bent to write in her journal like she always did before she went to sleep. He felt a smile grace his face. Usually after she went to sleep he would go in her room just to lay or sit next to her, occasionally pet her soft hair. But not tonight. Tonight she'd go to sleep in her bed and wake in his. That made happiness swell within him.

He moved slightly on the branch to get a closer look at her but as he did the leaves rustled causing her to look out of her window. But she only looked away and back at her journal. She closed it and went under her covers, turning her lamp off to go to sleep. She usually fell asleep an hour after she turned off the lights. He just had to wait an hour more to be with her.

He led himself out of the tree carefully and went to his black SUV. He opened the trunk and reached for his bag of sedatives to pull one out and put it in his pocket just in case. He looked at everything else, he didn't need much to get her, she would soon see that this is for the best and she'll thank him afterwards.

He looked at the sky as he closed the trunk and breathed out with a smile, fog from his breath clouded the surrounding area around his face.

He made his way back to the tree and climbed back up. Only a little bit longer now. Maybe if he went in now he could sedate her and take her. No, he can wait. He will wait.

The man waited a little over an hour to be sure and carefully climbed across the thick branch to her unlocked window. She never locked it and that was a mystery to him. Why wouldn't she lock it? Didn't she know the dangers?

He slowly pulled up her window and climbed gracefully under it. When his feet met the carpet he went straight to her closet, she would need clothes to wear and she would want her own. He grabbed a bag from the bottom of her closet and threw just about her whole wardrobe inside of it, even managing to throw in a couple pairs of shoes. The bag was pretty spacious and he was glad that that was the first one that he grabbed.

He threw the back over his shoulders and grabbed the needle from his pocket, taking the cap off and putting it in his pocket. He slowly creeped up to her sleeping form and bent down to her peaceful face. She was so beautiful. She was perfect. Her freckles coated every last inch of her face and her lips were slightly parted. It was like his dream come true.

He gently place the needle in her neck and filled her body with the heavy sedative. He grabbed the cap and put it back on the needle before he put the empty syringe in his pocket. He grabbed his Celestina and held her tightly in his arms as he climbed back out of the window and on the branch. It was harder, but it was worth it. His Cel was breathing softly in his arm and when he moved, her head rolled side to side.

When he made it down he held her head to his chest and walked to his SUV. He opened the passenger seat and placed her gently inside. He lowered the seat so she was lying and put the seat belt over her waist. He left his fingers skim as he did so. Her white tank top had risen so he pulled the bottom down, her legs were bare so when he put her stuff in the backseat he also grabbed a clean spare blanket from the trunk.

He got in the driver's side and draped the blanket over her body before turning the heat on low. It would be quite a drive back to his cabin.

He couldn't believe it, he finally had his Celestina in his clutches. He quickly set off for the road with a grin on his face, quietly whistling to himself.

Pulling up to his cabin made him giddy. He was excited for his Cel to finally know him. To finally get to know him like he knows her. It was about six in the morning and he decided he needed to take care of the look alike that was down in the shed.

He put her bag on his shoulder again and grabbed his sleeping beauty from the car and made his way inside. He laid her down his bed and placed her bag by the closet door. He slipped his jacket off and placed it on the end of the bed before he quickly made his way out to the shed.

When he spotted the girl, blood covered her whole body and dripped onto the floor. Now he has to scrub the floors, such a shame.

He put on another bodysuit, gloves, and a gas mask as he walked to the girl. He unchained her and heaved her body into his arms. She was heavier than his Cel even with blood loss. But still light in his arms.

He set her in an old clean plastic tub on the other side of the room and placed her body inside of it. He grabbed a large bottle of hydrofluoric acid and started to pour it all over her body. Her body started to blotch as it was decomposing her. He let it set on her and took everything off, he needed to check on Celestina and when he came back later, what didn't dissolve would either be doused again or thrown deep into the woods.

He was still clean so there was no need for another shower. As he walked into the cabin he heard shuffling around.

"Ea e treaza."(She's awake) He commented to himself as he walked into the room where he found her shuffling through everything.

"There is no weapon, if that is what you're looking for." His heavily accented voice told her.

She screamed as she quickly turned around, tears streaking her beautiful face. He didn't have time to react before she threw a lamp at him, hitting him on his forehead, making him fall to the floor.