Red eye 2: the quarry and the marauder
One more night
By now Lisa would have gotten her "little present". How I wish I could be there. How I longed to there when she saw that pen. But I get it. It wasn't feasible. It's more interesting when you tire your prey out. Play with her a little. Maybe let her know she has nowhere to run. It's better if she voluntarily came to me, making my job easier. : P
I guess life isn't fair. Bad things happen to both good and bad people.
But I have had enough. I want her. And I want her now. I want to see the terrified look in her eyes. And I want to see the longing. Then I want to slam her against that bedroom wall of hers and finish the job. Knowing her she wouldn't resist that. She will only provoke more hunger in me.
She will try to deny her primal instinct. That would make me mad. And she really shouldn't make me mad.
I know I want to hurt her And real bad for everything she has done to me. But I want her to be conscious when I carry out my next plan. I want her to know exactly what was happening to her and why and where.
Where?
She doesn't know yet. But the pen wasn't the only thing I left in the apartment. There is a small gps device attached to her watch telling me about her every move. That's how I knew where she went everyday without even stalking her.
Tomorrow is the day.
I can't take it anymore. 2yrs is long enough.
Let her wake up to a sunny morning. Hopefully she will put on that black dress. Wear that favorite perfume of hers.
I hope she looks scared, trying to anticipate my next move. And I hope she is prepared.
I wouldn't want her to be anything less.
And I hope she gives me what I always wanted.
One more night.