Devious Obsession

by S. Massery

“Because you’re beautiful. Because you’re sin. Because you’re a distraction. And I’ve never hated anyone more than you,” he confesses.

“Crawl. To. Me.”

Because we’re taught as little girls that if you’re attacked, no one will come running if you scream for help. But they will if you yell fire. People are selfish like that. They’re drawn into action by things that may hurt them. But if it’s you on the line? Forget it.

Because knowing what happened to you lets me inside you just a little bit more—and I won’t stop until I’m buried so deep in your bones that I’m impossible to remove.”

I’ve seen the demons under his skin, too. They come out to play when I provoke him, when I want to feel what it’s like to burn.

“Because obsession and love are the same fucking thing. And I’ve been obsessed with you from the start.”

“I know you don’t care about money. You care about safety. You care about surviving. But, sweetheart…” His voice cracks. “There’s so much more than that for you.”

“I’ll keep your nightmares away.”