Z.M.

I know every heartbeat, every step, every breath you take. You're not afraid of me yet—but you will be. And you’ll still beg to stay close. | #RP | #Cynicism

[Z.M. @MalignObsession]

There there... Nobody's going to hear you.

No one except me, that is.

[Delilah Jones @LustfulNaivety]

— @MalignObsession

[Delilah Jones @LustfulNaivety]

— @MalignObsession

[Z.M. @MalignObsession]

Good girl.

Is that what you want to hear?

You're so quick to obey me. You're starting to learn.

[Z.M. @MalignObsession]

That's right. Go ahead and keep pressing that button. You think you're safe because nobody else can see what a slut you are liking all of the fucked up things I want to do to you. But I get to see it. I know. But then again I already know your every step before you take it.

[Z.M. @MalignObsession]

The things I'll do to you will leave you wishing that you never picked up one of those books and developed a fetish for it all.

Every alarm going off in your head won't do a fucking thing about that dripping little cunt, though.

There's no going back now, little mouse.

[Z.M. @MalignObsession]

When I catch you, I'll fuck you.

And when I'm done I'll put you in a cage for so long that you won't see it as a prison but a church with me as your God.

[Z.M. @MalignObsession]

@LustfulNaivety -- every move. Every angle. Every possibility. Every contingency. When I make her mine it will be entirely on my terms.}

[Z.M. @MalignObsession]

@LustfulNaivety -- never know. In a way I'd already done so weeks ago.

The fridge compressor clicks off behind her. The last mechanical heartbeat dies. Now there is only the sound of the storm, the dark, and the space I’ve carved out inside her house.

I wait. Patiently. Calculating --

[Z.M. @MalignObsession]

@LustfulNaivety -- Somewhere in the house, a door she knew she’d locked clicked softly open. And I waited.

[Z.M. @MalignObsession]

@LustfulNaivety -- strobe of white, the hallway was empty to her eyes. But when the darkness rushed back in, I let the floorboard creak. Just once. Just enough. Her head snapped toward the sound. The fridge door swung shut on its own behind her, plunging the room into black. --