Beyond Belief
Why is it that some people annoy you more than others? Take her for example...She gets under my skin so badly that I often want to die myself just to be rid of her. Constantly hovering over my shoulder, constantly trying to gain my affection, as if it could ever be hers. The woman has annoyed and fussed over me to the point where I am losing what's left of my sanity. Her constant nagging that I should sleep, that I should eat, and stop dwelling on the past...Makes me want to wring her pretty little neck..
It would be very easy. All I'd have to do is play with her a bit, toy with her. It wouldn't be hard to gain her trust. Say something to her now and then, throw a glance or two in her direction, maybe return her embrace, make her think she matters to me...The thought of her touching me, knowing exactly what she wants me to do, is enough to make me sick. The mere thought of knowing she'd do her best to make sure every part of her is touching me—her hands, her slim white fingers running through my hair, her lips against mine, her body touching mine—Just thinking about it makes me want to kill her all the more. Of course, it would all be worth it in the end. I'd finally be rid of her at last.
There's no way for her to deny what she wants me to do. It's very obvious. I can see it in her eyes. Those damned brown eyes of hers...The gestures, the little sighs of happiness when I'm near, the constant hovering...it doesn't go unnoticed by me, despite what she may think. Why can't she just die and leave me be? Will I ever be free of her? Can I have peace at last?