Stuck, but yet comfortable I laid inside the vent just above the women's changing room. Sweat beading off my head, my breathing growing heavier with each passing second, the only thing louder than that was my heart beating at a steady loud pace.
I wasn't your typical dream guy, in fact I would never be classified as such, I was over weight balding and at the wrong end of my thirties. People around the office called me names behind my back and more often than none in front of my face, perv, slob, disgusting, a waste of space, at first I ignored it as anyone would try to do but after a while I caved in and made my self an out cast more so than I already was.
Every day I sat alone at the lunch hall just watching my fellow employees enjoy there friends and stories laughing away as I filled my face with food getting even more stains on my usual outfit I tended to wear all days of the weak, but by this time it was already covered in condiments from pervious meals and snacks along with a few missing buttons. I dressed as the typical disgusting slob would with an off white button up that was barely big enough to be tucked in past my belly that often came untucked as I moved around and pants that wear pulled up higher than normal in hopes to hide my belly but only making it fold over the edges and snickers from a yard sale years back that fit comfortably but yet adds to my disgusting image portrayed by my coworkers.
On my time off I happily but lonely watched videos on the internet and made my way into chat rooms hoping to trick some naive girl into liking me based off fake images just in order to get friends. I still lived at home with my mom paying here bills along with any I had I kept to myself even from my mom staying binding away in the basement hoping to never see the disappointing look on her face when she sees the man I became.
My life was boring work than internet work than internet over and over again. At work I found joy in peeping up over my cubicle and watching the younger twenty year olds who worked in my department walk past hoping one day there eyes would fall on me and a smile of acceptance would cross there face but that was a hope and a dream I would never see come to life.
It was a Thursday when I first saw her a new intern enter the halls of were I worked, her smile a sign that opened up doors to new hope and opportunity, her eyes blue and clear as the purest oceans, and her hair down to her shoulders blonde and perfect. My heart fluttered just to see her but soon stopped at the sight of her flirting around with the other staff.
Weeks past and my obsession grew for her but by now she made her way around the office she was known as easy but it didn't bother me any at all in my eyes I had to have her. I followed her around at times staying just far enough not to get caught picking up her habits and hobbies. After a few more weeks my flowing around became a stronger form of stalking I knew where she lived where she loved to hang out I knew everything I could about her but I also noticed I wasn't the only one following her but at this point of time I paid it no attention.
Months went by but my obsession stayed and even became unhealthy i watched her constantly it was starting to affect my life. At work I couldn't concentrate, at home I just found myself googling her and going on dating websites just to see if she was on. My whole life consisted of her.
The day came when I finally got the courage to do something about the situation but not in your typical fashion. I decided I would sneak into the vents from the men's bathroom over to the women's locker rooms where she would usually go after she clocks out to change and at first my plan was fine I pushed my way into the tight space sucking in my fat more and more along the way and after a few mins I was over her just in time not to miss the show. She walked in as beautiful as always and at first she spent a few mins in the mirror fixing her hair and makeup but this didn't bother me any it just built up the anticipation of months mindlessly wondering than she started to undo her shirt.
My heart beat grew louder I prayed she wouldn't hear. I was perfectly still my eyes fixed focused only on her with her bra on she start to unzip her skirt sweat still rolling off my forehead I waiting for the long awaited moment that was reaching near but than she stopped and looked back as if she was startled I feared I have given my position away but I heard a door slam and someone closing in on her. I could tell by The look on her face she wasn't excited to see who ever it was. She backed up to the wall as if to magically fine an exit and than the person came into view I couldn't make out who it was due to the hoodie blocking out his face but I could tell it was a man. He inched closer and closer to her she was frightened I could tell she started to call for help but silenced by the mans hand. He slowly pulled out a knife and proceeded to plunge it into her chest at first she jolted around but than she collapsed in a pool of her own blood. The man whispered if I can't have a you no one can, I gasped at the sight of the man I saw previously one night when I stalked her, my noise echoed throughout the vent alerting the man. He ran out leaving her to her faith at this time I grew mad and nudged around until finally the vent collapsed. I ran over to her face up on her back eyes wide open no sign of life. I placed my hand upon her neck only to check for a pulse and as I did I looked into those beautiful eyes and than down to her lips ,so beautiful, so lovely I came in closer to lock lips and as I did the door busted open I looked up frightened to see my fellow employees along with the security cop on duty focused on me. He scream freeze, hands in the air I did as he said but in my head I thought this wasn't me I didn't do it...........
But than again I am just the old balding disgusting perv..........the waste of space.
