Tales of Twisted Madness

Forbidden Desire

Have you ever fell in love? Have you felt that tingling sensation in your stomach whenever that person's near you? Coz I have. I fell in love with an amazing woman like no other. I don't know why I fell for her, but whenever I see her smile and hear her laugh, my heart just beats rapidly to the point that my ribcage starts to hurts. I'm not overexaggerating, it's just how I feel every time I see her.

Just like some other cliche' scenarios, she doesn't know nor have any idea of my feelings for her. We always see each other, but she doesn't give me the attention that I want. Judge me however you see fit. Be it a stalker or a secret admirer, I don't really care. As long as I'm able to see her, it's more than enough. No---wait, it's not enough. I want to feel her, smell her, taste her... It may not be love anymore, but more like an obsession. But I don't care. I don't give a goddamn fuck about that.

It all started out as a small crush, but it soon developed into something intense. I just can't get enough of her. Because of this, I started following her wherever she goes. I know what her routines are and even the most random thing she does. I know where her room is, I know which drawer she keeps her undies, her socks, and even her lingerie. I know what upsets her, what makes her smile, and what makes her happy. I even know where she occasionally goes to spend her free time.

One time, when I was following her, she entered a flower shop all of a sudden. That was new and was not included in her routine. Curious as to why she entered the shop, I followed suite. As soon as I entered, I saw her taking a basket of yellow flowers with a smile plastered on her face. Oh how my knees melted from that powerful attack of hers. That's why I always send her those yellow flowers.  Like now.

The doorbell rang. I was hiding in the staircase when I saw her step out while wiping her hands clean. Her slender back was all I could see, but it still sent shivers down my spine. Her hair was tied in a bun. She was wearing a floral dress that I gifted to her last month. I was delighted that she wears and use my gifts. A wide smile crept my chapped lips, which eventually turned into a full-blown grin. I was proud of myself.

She stopped by the end of the staircase to drop off the towel she used to clean her hands. My eyes lingered on the piece of cloth.

'Another addition to my collection' I said to myself.

She opened the door slightly to ask who was there. It was the delivery man. He handed her the flowers I ordered for her. Her lips parted as she received them, but soon turned into a sweet smile as she realized who it was from... ME.

She stayed for a few more minutes and not before long, I heard laughter. I heard her laugh and the delivery man's too. I froze on my spot.

What the fuck?! His orders were to send the flowers and not make her laugh! Fuck! Oh well, I'll just take care of him like what I did to the rest.

When I heard the door closed, I immediately ran down the stairs to greet her.

"Hey Mom! What's for dinner?" I asked then immediately hugged her.

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- CLRSTNE+