Stalk Your Way Into My Heart

Captivation

"My heart only beats for you. Please, accept my request! One date, I swear! It's selfish to ask, but shall I have a bit of your love for a couple hours?"

"No."

Swiftly turning, she walked away, letting her luscious ponytail bounce as if intending to give off an arrogant aura.

The verbal bullet shot through his spirit.

It was not Terrence Redway's first failure. Uncountable times, he has tried for that girl, yet every time resulted with a wound reopened. His need for this girl's heart was getting to be uncontrollable. His desire for her heart was deafening, silencing all reason.

No, I can’t survive with just her heart. I couldn't care less, in fact. I want her mind. Her soul... Every bit of her. How selfish. This animalistic need... I--

A kick to the face interrupted his thinking. Simply the force sent him to the ground, as if his rejection wasn't harsh enough. 

"This the bastard that wants my girl? Ha-ha! Full of himself, ain't he?” the foot snidely spoke. The owner was the one-man focus of the school, Alex Knox. Being the beloved quarterback, you would presume Alex lived to the standard of being the dumb jock. Regrettably he places third in the entire high school’s top students' rank. It is inevitable how the girls would giggle at the sight of him, and fall head over heels.

Reminds me of her...

"Hey!" Alex slapped him, pulling Terrence down from the high unconscious of his mind back to the filthy tile. "Pay attention, bitch. I don't want to beat your sorry ass every day. It's hilarious watching you get humiliated, but frankly, you're beginning to be a real pain. Can't you see you're embarrassing her? She's been weird ever since you 'confessed' to her. I don't ever want to see you near my girl again." 

He ended his little lecture with a punch to Terrence's cheek, and ran off with a laugh, though more similar to a cackle. 

The taste of blood crept into his mouth. Too lost in thought to care, he stood up and began to gather  his things. 4th period was starting, but Terrence set out for the roof of the school, wanting a private place to collect his deliberations. He walked up the stairs, coming to the rusted double doors leading outside, and quietly lifted the broken chains. The chains long ago kept in the rebels skipping class, but now it seems as if they were the portal to freedom. He slipped through, and was finally in fresh air.  Taking a cigarette and lighter from his backpack, he lit it and laid back. For a while Terrence stared at the creamy clouds spotting the sky. He was deep in planning.

Why does she not like me? Am I not good looking enough for her?

He doubted this. His strong, thin but sturdy build, tan skin, and jet black hair was nothing to be ashamed of... Actually quite the opposite. Part of the reason why he just transferred to this school was because of the delirious fan girls that stalked him day and night at his older one. 

I don't want to think about that. If looks aren't a problem, then why won't she acknowledge me? Or at least, give me more than just an effortless "no". I was practically down to begging on my knees... Could it be that she really is with Alex Knox? I've never seen them together, but yet I have this feeling... Maybe I should look after her more-- Stop. This is bad. Real bad...

This is the first time I've fallen into a situation like this. Not once have I ever felt this craving... This Longing for just some girl. I know everything about her. I've been watching her leave the school daily. Should anyone know about this... I'm in too deep.

But... She's so alluring. When I look at her, my eyes feast on her. As if I was feeling her every curve with just my eyes. I take in her scent, the scent of a thousand bouquets of roses, the scent of my true angel. 

So why won't she take in my presence? Why won't she see me more than a pest? I never have violated her space...

Or could it be that is in fact the problem...