Obsession

This doesn't feel... right, I think I should get home", I tried to get to the door as calmly as I could but I guess my trembling legs and chattering teeth gave it away. " I don't think so Auds, see, I don't like not having what I want, and I want you", "What do you mean?", I asked while trying to swallow the lump that was slowly forming in my throat. "Let's just say, I want you, you could say I'm obsessed, in fact, you should say I'm obsessed. I want you, every little, creamy-skinned inch and right now, I'm gonna have it." He started taking menacing steps in my direction, I tried to scream, to yell out stop, to even open my mouth but the shock from realizing that I was in this exact position again left me too stunned to speak. "I don't want this, I don't want this, I don't want this" as if he could hear me, he said with all the coldness of a surgeon, "I don't care". Before I lost consciousness, I thought to myself why, why did life have to take everything from someone who had nothing.