Sick Intentions

Chapter Seven

Emily.

She tends to creep up in Piercen's mind, consuming his every thought at times recalling his first victim. Her sun kissed tan skin from laying out in the sun during the middle of summer all day long. Her red bright hair which had ascended her magnificent eyes most young men could get lost in. Forest green eyes Piercen became memorized by the moment he caught a glimpse of her. If not for her beautiful eyes there was her unbelievable taunt body he liked to admire from afar as most would.

She was perfect in every way in his eyes. Kind hearted, too sweet and naive he found easy to take advantage of. She was eighteen three months out of high school. Discovering herself before she decided on a carrer. She had hopes, dreams and goals for her future but none were able to be fulfilled.

She was taken a mere year after the death of both Piercen's parents. He was alone, pained, depressed of being by himself in the two bedroom house miles in a secluded location. He was lonely and desperate for a change. Work replaced having to go home to an empty house where no company was found. He lost himself in his father's work learning, building homes from ground up. He spent most of his time outside but none were spent talking more than he had to or getting to know someone he could see himself falling in love with. Socializing has never been a great skill of his since he entered this world. He is smarter than a lot of people but his greatest downfall is talking to someone, especially women at the age of nineteen.

No unconditional love from strangers nor family and friends could heal the loss. No condolences and advice could have steered him on the right path. From a young age he has wanted someone to love, someone to love him. He craved the love his parents had for each other in their twenty years of marriage. So it only made perfect sense he had to take action to find the one he can call his forever. Sitting around and waiting was not getting him anywhere in life in that department. Neither were ill attempted dates which gotten him no where. No girls in his high school years or after looked his way but he devised a plan to change it. Bulletproff to fill the void of the love he longs.

Emily happened to be the first of many. She was perfect, someone he wanted to get to know but simply talking to a girl his age caused nervous jitters. To utter a word was found impossible the second he caught sight of her. What could he possibly say? Tell her she's beautiful and he'd like to get to know her? Go on a date perhaps? Or creep her out from the way he held himself full of insecurities?

His eyes stayed fixated on her presence as he stood intoxicated by her raspberry perfume. Mouth shut tight to prevent an unforgettable cringe worthy moment he would regret later. Doubts and insecurities weighing him down while she stood more confident than he ever has.

The question wandering he mind was, why would a young attract woman like herself want to talk to an awkward man the same age? For she could have had anyone. Dated a few or them all testing out her possible options with a list of suitors a mile long the moment she stepped into town. She was new to the area, from out of state, getting to know the awkward man in town wasn't on her to do list. And maybe the shallow person she was deep down got her sent to an early grave.

Piercen spotted her out the first day she wandered into the grocery store, her eyes scanning the bulletin board in the back of the store near the refrigerated pre packaged sandwiches and salads. She was busy reading the posted listings of apartments and rooms for rent she had no idea the man grabbing a sandwich would be the one to end her life.

Stopping at the store had been a last minute decision to grab an already made sandwich for dinner. Usually he chose to eat food he cooked himself not high priced food at the store he could make for less but here he was at the grocery store at a quarter past six. Somehow finding her at the back of the store near by. She was standing on her tippy toes by this point dialing a number for a room for rent into her phone.