The Obsession

by Jesse Q. Sutanto

It’s why I’m here, to protect her. I will never let anything bad happen to her. Never.

You know the amount of shit I take every single day from men who think I don’t deserve to be there just because I happen to have a vagina?”

And my luck had held; no one had found the little camera I’d installed in a tree across the street from her house. I can’t be here for you 24/7, Delilah, but I need you to know that I’m always with you. Always.

Because, Delilah, I’m meant to save you, and I’m not one to turn away from destiny.

I couldn’t believe that I’d finally done it, finally broken out of my frozen, terrified hamster state and killed the asshole.

celebrate the fact that you survived. You deserve to live your best life, especially after everything you’ve been through.”

Did he know that killing Brandon wasn’t my only secret? That I had another one, which was perhaps just as bad, if not worse than that? Did he know I was Draycott’s drug dealer?

Surely this was an invitation. Fate was telling me I should take this chance. Climb up. Go inside.

Yeah, no that's something you shouldn't do

It didn’t creak, which surely went to show how I was meant to climb in undetected.

Once again, no. Not how that works

The rat was me. Or rather, it used to be me. But not anymore. I wasn’t going to let Logan corner me and swallow me whole like I was some helpless prey. Step Three: be the snake.

Because one thing I had learned about predators is that there can only be one around. Lisa, Brandon, and Logan were all predators, in their own ways. And, as it turned out, so was I. Maybe Lisa sensed that I was a bit of a natural when it came to killing predators. That I was the snake after all. And maybe, just maybe, I liked it a little.