Grave Fixation

Prolouge

A/N: This first chapter is told in Rae's stalker's POV. From then on, the most of the story will be told in Rae's POV.

I walked down the street, stopping in front of her apartment. The silhouette of her body glowed through the curtains of her window. Lust grew in my chest. Closing my eyes, I imagined her.

Rae's long black hair cascaded around her shoulders, standing out against the bleached cotton tee that stretched across her torso. An inch of her abdomen was exposed between where her top ended and her faded blue skinnies began. What a tease. The rest of her long slim legs were completely covered by the denim as she took long, graceful strides down the sidewalk. Her converse slapped against the wet concrete as she hurried home, her heavy backpack slung across her shoulders. After a long day of classes my twenty year old beauty needed a break. Oh, how I wanted to take away all of her worries and stress. But I couldn't. She couldn't know about me, no matter what.

A siren blared in my ear as a truck flew down the road, snapping me out of my thoughts. My eyes narrowed at the old beat-up green Ford before moving my attention back to her window. Her shadow no longer sat in the window frame.

"Damn it!" I pivoted around and hit the brick wall behind me roughly. I missed her. Pursing my lips, I debated climbing the fire escape and climbing into her room as I often did. Rae looked so lovely when she slept. Her tiny chest moved up and down with every breath she took. Puffs of air escaped through her full pink mouth with every exhale. It took all of my self-control not to lean down over her and crush my lips to hers. To watch her baby blue eyes flutter open and see me rather than that putrid boyfriend of hers. I could give her a much better life. Sure I wasn't rich, but I had enough.

"No, you need to take care of a few things." I muttered to myself. Roughly, I jammed my calloused hands into my jean pockets. My gaze stayed locked on the ground as I walked through the streets. Within minutes I came upon the dark brick alley. Upon my first glance, I saw no one waiting for me.

'She's not here yet.' I thought. Reaching into the pocket of my black leather jacket, I fingered the cool blade of my knife. Quickly I ran my finger along the edge and made sure it was still sharp.

"Yep." I chuckled and leaned against the side of the building before running a hand over the slight stubble on my face. My eyes scanned the alley again, seeing if she had arrived.

Graffiti littered the light brown bricks, obscenities and other random words were scattered around on top of the 'interpretive art', as they called it.

"Hello?" A small voice called out. I stood up straight and let my hands fall to my sides. A smirk crossed my face.

The girl was short- about up to my abdomen -and her curvy figure stood in the alleyway.

"Over here, love." I said in a low seductive voice. A giggle emerged from her body as she came closer to me. Her heels clicked on the asphalt with each step. As she got nearer I could begin to see her features.

Her face was round and her cheeks were rosy. Her legs didn't go on for miles like Rae's did, although they were thin. Any girl would kill for her Barbie body, and something told me that she had boys chasing her left and right. But not me. Golden curls fell onto her, erm, large chest. I blinked and tried not to think about it.

"Rae. Rae. Rae." I whispered inaudibly under my breath. I had absolutely no feelings for this plastic bitch.

She hurt Rae.

So she had to go.

I forced a smile onto my face once she stood less than a foot away from me. Her breasts were practically spilling out of her tank top and her skirt barely covered her ass. She twirled one of her locks in her hand.

"Hey there." She said flirtatiously. Time to put on the act.

"Hello Brittany." I spoke. She shivered noticeably and took another step closer. I clenched my jaw as she placed a manicured hand on my chest.

'It would be so easy: you could just snap her neck and get it over with.' I thought. No. She needed to suffer for what she did to my baby girl.

Brittany raised her gaze to meet mine and I studied her face. Makeup was caked on it, almost making me gag. My mind drifted to Rae, who never wore more than just the occasional lip gloss. She was just naturally gorgeous.

"So, what did you bring me here for?" She asked. Brittany bit her bright red lip.

"This." I brought my lips down on hers roughly, bile rising in my throat. The kiss was cold and emotionless, yet Brittany seemed to love it. She laced her fingers through my dark hair, arching her back until our bodies could get any closer together.

I broke the kiss and she craned her neck backwards, urging me keep going. I planted light kisses trailing down from her jawline to the hollow of her neck as I reached into my jacket, pulling out my knife.

"That feels good." She moaned. I rolled my eyes and brought the blade to her neck. Her eyes snapped open and fear replaced her passion.

Quickly I pushed her against the wall and covered her mouth with my free hand. Hot tears began pouring down her face causing her mascara to run.

"Oh shut up you bitch. You're a whore, nothing more. You. Mean. Nothing." I pressed the knife closer to her throat and her cries grew harder. Brittany's body shook as her muffled pleas were disregarded.

"Why... Are you... Doing this?" I heard faintly. An evil grin crosses my face, exposing my pearly white teeth to her.

"Well because, my sweet little girl." I temporarily removed the knife from her neck and traced her cheek with the tip before returning it to it's resting spot.

"You hurt my Rae. And for that, you must pay the price." With the flick of my wrist, I slit her throat and her body went limp, crashing to the ground. Blood poured from her body and I raised my eyebrows.

"One down. Now, that should teach you for shoving my Princess." I wiped the blade on the dark denim of my jeans and returned it to its pocket in my jacket. Her green eyes were still wide open, staring at me. With a groan, I leaned down and shut her lids over the lifeless orbs.

"Better." With a nod, I pulled out a baby wipe and cleaned everywhere I touched her so that there was no evidence for the police. Quickly I made sure that there was none of my skin under her fingernails or any of my hair in her hands.

"Perfect." I exited the alley and the cool air hit my face. Taking a deep breath of fresh air, I walked home.

A/N: Hey guys! That was the first chapter. From now on it will be in Rae's POV. Tell me what you think so far of the story! The next chapter will be up within the next couple of days.
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