I don't know what to call it... (NC-17)

[indridcold]

I stood in the alley waiting for her. She was just closing up the music store she worked in. That is how I met her. Andrea was her name. All her friends called her Andi. I hear her talking to them all the time. They always come into the music store to visit her. She is young, pretty. Blonde hair, blue eyes. Every guys fantasy girl. Perfect body. I dream about her. She loves me in my dreams. I want to talk to her, but I am too shy. Why would she talk to me, I ask myself. One time I bought an album by a band I didn’t even like, just to get closer to her. I couldn’t look her in the eye. When she handed me my change, her fingers touched mine. Could she have a secret meaning behind this? Her skin is so soft. So warm. I want to touch her more. Tonight I will. I can picture it now, I will come out, ask to go for a drink. She will say yes, of course. I am not that bad of a guy am I? I will buy her drinks for her. I don’t buy anything anyways. I have a lot of money to buy gifts, and dinners, and anything she wants. She bikes home, maybe she could use a car.
She is almost done.
I can see her turning off the lights.
Slowly I walk towards the door. Maybe she will see this as a freak coincidence. She won’t know I have been planning this all day. I brought a flower for her. When should I give it to her? Maybe after the second drink.
What a perfect night this will be.
She walks out.
I walk closer.
She is locking the door.
I am almost there. I can smell her. All of her.
Did she get a hair cut? It looks nice.
Hello, I say.
She jumps and looks at me.
“Oh, hi,” she says. Nothing about how nice it is to see me. Does she remember me? Of course she does. I am in the store all the time. She has to at least recognize me.
I mumble something about how nice the night is. She just kind of nods. She is fumbling with the second lock. Is she nervous? Is she scared? She shouldn’t be. I am harmless.
I asked her about the drinks.
Too busy? It is a weeknight. She doesn’t have any plans. I know, because I listen to her talking to her friends.
I persist.
“No, no,” she says. I hear her voice starting to shake.
She turns and walks away. Where is your bike? She can’t just say no. I follow her.
She looks back to see me following.
Don’t be scared, I just want to talk to you.
She quickened her pace.
Come here and talk to me, I demand. Did that come out to harsh? I’m sorry.
She says she has something to do, and is in a big hurry. I am not to be offended, she reassures me.
I am offended. I just want to buy her a drink.
I have a flower for you, I call to her.
Look back. Look at the pretty flower I bought for you. Oh, I kept it in my pocket too long. It is dying. Good thing she didn’t here me.
She lives a long way from home. I better hold back so she doesn’t think I am following her. I will just come to her house. That will show her I really care about her.
I can smell her perfume on the wind. If I lose sight of her, I can just follow it. It is sweet. Not a very well known brand. She is the only girl I know to use it. Maybe her daddy got it for her from some far off country.

[indridcold]

This must be her house. It is small. But nice. Nice for a family. My house isn’t this nice. She will have to invite me to live there once she loves me. Then we can get married.
I will give her sometime to calm down after work. Then I will knock on her door. She will invite me in for a drink instead. Yes. Maybe she will have a fireplace, and we can cuddle all night.
Five minutes. Ten minutes. Fifteen minutes. It’s time.
I walk up to her house. I knock on the door.
Wait.
Wait.
Wait.
I knock again.
Where is she? The door is unlocked. I can invite myself in. She won’t mind. She wants me to come in. That is why she left the door unlocked. She is such a clever girl. She must have known I was following her. I am not as sneaky as I thought.
Warm. Soft colours. She likes clowns. I don’t. We will have to compromise. They scare me too much. I am sure she will understand. I would make sacrifices for her.
What’s that noise? A hair dryer? She must have had a shower after work. Doesn’t want to sleep on soggy pillows. I can understand that.
Hello darling.
She jumped? But she knew I was coming…
What am I doing here? I came to see you. I wanted to have a drink with you.
…
I don’t want to get out of your house. Come here, I want to touch your soft skin.
What do you mean get away? Oh, I get it. She is playing hard to get.
Oh wow, her skin is soft. Her pajamas are nice too. Little ducks. How cute.
Stop screaming. You will make the neighbors think you are in trouble.
You aren’t. I will protect you.
Ouch. That hurt. Don’t hit me.
Stop fighting me.
You don’t need the police.
SHUT UP!
You are hurting my ears.
Don’t kick me!
I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to hit you. I slipped. I normally don’t have that bad of a temper.
Oh, you’re bleeding. Hold on I will clean it for you.
Even your blood is redder than other girls’.
I can’t help you if you don’t stop fighting.
I will have to hold you down. You must be in shock or something. Did you hit your head?
Stop fighting me! I am trying to help!
See? You did it again. I had to hit you.
Stop crying, dear. I will make everything better.
I will have to tie you down if you don’t stop fighting.
Fine. Be that way. I will use my belt. Tie your arms around your back. That will calm you down.
And I will sit on your legs.
Stop crying.
Stop screaming.
Are these your panties? They will keep you from screaming.
Violet. Very pretty.
Hush.

[indridcold]

I will lay you in your bed. That will calm you down.
You are a little heavier than you look. Maybe I shouldn’t by you that car.
See the flower I bought for you? Maybe if I put it in some water, it will come back to life. Wanna smell it?
Come on, I bet it smells nice. Not as good as you though.
See? Now you’re kicking me again.
Maybe if I scare her a little…
I have a knife.
NO! I won’t hurt you with it… I just wanted to… I thought if I…
Your gag fell out. I won’t put it back in, if you stop screaming.
Your blood is smeared on your face. It’s so red… and pretty.
Maybe my knife would like it too…
OH, you are so soft. Your skin tears so easy. Don’t cry, don’t cry.
It can’t hurt that bad, it is just your leg.
Oooh, it’s so pretty oozing out like that.
Mmm, it tastes good too. I wonder how you taste.
Can I have a kiss?
Your lips look so soft… so inviting. I don’t think I have ever kissed lips like that before.
Don’t bite me.
Oh no. I cut her beautiful face. She is bleeding…
What am I going to do.
She has such pretty eyes. I wish I have eyes like that…
…
…
…
Now I do.
Oh, but now she can’t see the pretty things I will buy for her.
I’m sorry, I don’t think ahead.
You’ve stopped crying at least…
That was supposed to be a joke.
Don’t you think I’m funny?
I wonder what size her finger is. I want to get her a ring that fits perfectly.
I can’t take her with me… Then she would know.
Maybe I should just take her finger too. She has more.
I will take her right ring finger, so she can still wear it on her left finger.
Hold still. This might hurt just a little. But it will be worth it.
Bones are so pretty pink when they’re fresh.
She is bleeding quite a bit.
She seems weak.
Is she bleeing too much?
What?
I am not a psycho. Don’t swear. At least not around our kids.
I… I don’t understand. Why don’t you want to marry me? I would be a good husband. And a good father for our kids.
You never want to be with me?
You never want to come with me?
But I want you too.
I… I don’t know what to say.
Fine… if you really feel this way, we can compromise. I will take a piece of you with me.
Now I can see your face everyday…

[Sharon]

[glow=purple,2,300] WHOA!!! I think you should place "RATED: R" or "NC-17" or something on there... I definitely haven't read anything like this @ SD before. That was quite a disturbing read and also very well written. [/glow]

[indridcold]

So, you liked it though, right? Next time I write something like this, I will be sure to warn you folks about my twisted stories.

[Laura]

"When she handed me my change, her fingers touched mine. Could she have a secret meaning behind this? Her skin is so soft. So warm. I want to touch her more"

--I can relate to this, yes ... but replace she with he and her with him ... you know.

It's a little stalkerish-gone to rape-gone to almost murder but it's not a bad story. It would probably creep most people out, but I'm used to reading twisted, f*cked up things like this.

[indridcold]

Heh. Thanks. I wanna start writing something that creeps everyone out. To do this, I am just going to stay up for 48 hours. That's when I get all my good ideas.

[Sharon]

[glow=purple,2,300]have you thought of a title for this piece yet?[/glow]

[indridcold]

No. I haven't really put anymore thought into it.

uh.

The Sprinkler.

[pweddygurl]

I really like that! your good at writing!

[indridcold]

Thanks. Means a lot. *warm smile*

[pweddygurl]

*smiles back* no problem....can't wait to see more of you work!

[indridcold]

Today's your lucky day.. as far as drawing goes.

[pweddygurl]

lol yay! *goes & looks at drawing*

[indridcold]

Hurrah. I'm popular.

[allmeheart]

I enjoyed reading this piece of work. I see you've added the rating to the title now. Thanx for the warning, it was rather good actually. I like reading twisted things, this story I like a lot because its written through thoughts, through the "bad guys" point of view. Its nice to switch antagonist and protagonist views in stories every now and again. Very interesting read, my favorite part was the beginning, had a wonderful starting point. Keep it up, you're a great writer from what I've read so far.

[indridcold]

Yea, I had a good idea the other day in the shower. I may work on that when work is slow, or something.

[allmeheart]

thats good, I'd love to see what the idea has inspired, plz post it if you decide to follow through with it

[Samccaleb]

A little creepy but good all in all. I like it!

[Isabela]

Wow that was a very very good story, I liked it alot. I also liked the "bad guys" point of view, you did a great job on this story