Happy Days
"Let me tell you a wonderful story! A story about love beyond your limited comprehension oh predator of the weak and insignificant."
I say to the only person with me.
"It starts simple really, the time when I was a child I suffered from crippling shyness on meeting new people. But! That did not stop me from having one true friend. For you see, she did not stop trying to be friends with me, even when I tried and tried to push her away, like all the others before her. She was certainty stubborn, and I loved her for it." I listen to the lovely whimpers of the girl with me.
"But at the time I did not know what love was, so I set out to be the best friend I could be, as she helped me, I would support her in anything she does. We grew up like sisters you know." I pause and glare at the other girl. She squirmed. "Well, you should have known, you are after all... a Stalker."
"On the day my mom died, she supported me in my grief when my dad could not. She listened to my woes, and comforted me. Until I started to resemble my normal self." I start sharping my knife as the other girl tries to struggle out of her binds. "That was the day I found out that I loved her more then a best friend should. That really was a surprise, you know." I dramatically pause in my actions and turn to to the girl I have bound to a chair once again.
"But atlas, me finding out my sexuality just gave me a anew fear. A fear of rejection. So I was back to my normal self, but distant at the same time." I continue sharping my lovely knife where she can see it. Shwerp shwerp shwerp, The cute little whimpers she makes because of the noise is music to my ears.
"Hiding things from her just tore me up inside you know." I let sadness appear on my face. "So I was going to be brave and confess after I got back from summer camp. But, on that fateful day that my phone call was cut short. Something major happened I knew, but I could not contact Emma for weeks, and Alan Barnes said she would be fine and she just needed space." I pause yet again and look at her lovely frightened face. Her nice lean muscular body bound by a generous amount of Christmas lights and strapped to a chair. They really illuminate her frightened appearance. Like a kitten that got tangle up in a ball of yarn.
"I still tried though, I knew I needed to be with her, to comfort her like she did me. But sadly, we only met again at school." I stop sharpening my knife.
"You know what happened then. She rejected our years of friendship all because you did not approve of me. All because you were there for her when she needed me most," the anger was visible on my face causing the girl to start her struggles with a renewed fever, "ALL BECAUSE YOU WANTED HER ALL TO YOURSELF!" I yelled, stabbing the knife deep into her leg, causing a muffled scream. I gagged her off course. Tee-hee.
"Sorry, I lost control of my self for a moment, now where was I." I not so gently pull the knife out of her leg and pause to appear like I was taking time to think. "Ah, yes. I thought long and hard about why she rejected me and came to a conclusion that you were responsible." I stare at her left leg which was being dyed a lovely shade of red.
"So I stalked you for months, you never even noticed someone shadowing your movements. Some predator you turned out to be, huh Sophia." I calmly state to the squirming bound girl.
"But anyway, here is how this is going to go," I take out the medical supplies I had and started to clean and bandage her leg. "We are going to have a nice long productive chat about what happened to Emma while I was gone and why Emma does not need a Stalker sniffing around her." I look up at her and smile.
By the look of her terrified face, it was such a lovely smile.