An Obsession
He watched from just beyond as a stunningly beautiful brunette with dark wine eyes gracefully moved her body up and down her sex craving boyfriend. He longed for her loving touch and for her boyfriend to suffer excruciatingly. He was with one that the man would never understand; never fully appreciate like he himself would.
The hours past, and finally the two lay side by side, resting. Sephiroth waited patiently for the right moment to strike all the while. He kept his desire for the girl at bay; the time will come when he will be the one to feel her silky skin smoothly brushing against his. Sephiroth recognised the moment for action when the short spikey haired man slid the covers over his muscled body, stood up and headed to what Sephiroth knew to be the bathroom. Sephiroth crept around the house to the bathroom window. He stifled a laugh at the size of her lover's manhood. Sephiroth silently slid open the window and crept inside the majestic bathroom. He crept behind the man who dared touch the girl that only he himself deserved. A ceremonial dagger in his hand, Sephiroth rapidly slid his hand over the man's mouth, dragged the blade across his neck and severed the man's head completely.
"Cloud, where are you?" There came no answer, Tifa began to feel uneasy. There was no light and the creaking of the trees in the wind could be heard clearly beyond the window. Tifa reached out to the side table for the touch lamp. A weird thing happened when the lamp turned on without her touch.
"Cloud?"
Tifa was shaking; she sensed that someone else was near her, just out
of sight. She slid the covers over her body and felt for her dressing
gown should be hanging on the end on the bed. Tifa jumped violently
and screamed as she felt the gown being slid over her shoulders. She
ran from the bed and into the bathroom where she closed and locked
the door. She stood in the dark listening with her ear pressed
against the door.
Nothing could be heard.
Tifa sat against the door for an hour. She was terrified and wished for Cloud to comfort her. Tifa knew she couldn't stay in the bathroom all night in fear. She needed to get away, maybe go to her neighbour's house and call the police. The window was the perfect place to escape, or maybe it was the perfect place for this creep to enter. There was a torch in the cupboard under the sink she could use to guide her through the dark. As Tifa stood and made her way to the cupboard, she felt the floor was wet and sticky. She reached into the cupboard and flicked on the torch. The first thing that she saw illuminated by the light was Cloud's blank eyes staring up at her.
There was a series of loud thumping on the bathroom door. Tifa screamed, almost tearing her lungs with the force of her terror and sorrow. The banging grew louder and more vigorous. Tifa scrambled away from the door, slipping in Cloud's blood. As suddenly as it began, the pounding on the door stopped. A moment's deadly silence passed, then there was a loud metallic click and the door creaked open.
Sephiroth
stood in the doorway, gazing upon the beautiful woman. In one hand,
he held the dagger with Cloud's blood. The woman was shaking
violently with terror.
Her back was against the opposing wall,
her eyes glued onto Sephiroth.
There was no escape......
