Her hidden darkness.

Within his sight

TRIGGER WARNING! THIS PARAGRAPH WILL INVOLVE POSSESSIVE/STALKER TYPE BEHAVIOURS, s****l REFERENCES AND MAY ALSO REFERENCE ABUSIVE BEHAVIOUR. PLEASE DO NOT READ IF YOU FIND ANY OF THESE TOPICS DISTRESSFUL OR TRIGGERING AS THIS WILL BE FEATURED THROUGHOUT THE BOOK.

Unknown POV

I had finally found my little one, after so many years I can see her with my own two eyes. She has grown into a magnificent woman and has captured my heart even more then she did when I first met her, which I didn’t think was possible. After a 5 hour train journey I was so tired, but I had to see her, even if for a while. I want to see how she lives and what she loves before I reveal myself to her, otherwise how will I know how to make her happy?

My Kerry is walking towards me right now so I turn myself away and hold my phone to my ear as if I am talking to someone, I hear her voice start getting every so slightly further away from me then before so I turn back around and see her as she walks towards the bars with another woman, I can only see the back of her now, the hoody she wears dangling down so low I wouldn’t know she was wearing shorts if I hadn’t seen her from the front before, I can see the tattoos on her shins, ankles and on the back of her thighs, I wander if her like for tattoos has anything to do with me? I’ve always been covered in them and I was when we first met, she was too young to have them then. Has she been thinking of me?

I slowly walk, following them from a distance but my eyes can’t help themselves, I find myself always being drawn back to those legs, such lovely thick thighs, yet slim shins and slim lower legs, I find myself imagining being the one who tattooed her thighs, picturing myself touching her soft skin. I hope a woman tattooed her, I can’t bare the thought of another man touching what is mine and she is mine. She always has been.

My Kerry and her friend go into a bar, I decide to go into the bar diagonal from it and order a drink as they have benches outside that I’ll be able to see her from, thankfully the club she’s in has long windows nearly all around it. The barmaid in this dive I’ve walked into try’s to give me a flirty smile and catch my eye, how desperate, how could I look at any other woman when I have her? And she has me, all of me. I have needs of course and while I’ve been unable to find her all these years I have spent time with a couple of women to fill these needs, but they get clingy and possessive, so I mostly take care of my needs myself. As if they have some sort of claim to me, ridiculous little girls. I take my double whiskey and sit on the wooden bench which has a table attached to it.

I sip on my drink and I watch as my Kerry is talking, chatting and then gets up to dance with her friend, I nearly spit my drink out when they start grinding on each-other, on one side I can feel myself getting hard watching her hips and waist moving round and round as she pushes herself into her friend, especially with that cropped shirt she’s wearing, oh my naughty little princess. On the other hand I find myself filled with envy and even rage seeing her move so intimately with or should I say against someone else, female or not, I know some girls do this when they are out, but what if she’s been with females? What if this is a girlfriend? I have to find out more about her life since I last saw her, being this blind will not do, maybe i preemptively jumped on the train as soon as I found out she was living in the city, her social media pages are mostly private too, but her little friend here did tag her in a post on her t****k account saying she’d be here tonight, and her friends profile is so public, it didn’t take long to see videos of them getting ready and walking into the town.

I keep sipping my drink and I decide I’m going to have a cigarette, I’m too stressed out and horny at the same time, it’s a strange combination, just as I light my cigarette and take the first pull, I see her come out of the club and sit on a wall, she lights a cigarette too, oh how sexy she looks right now, I want to go to her right now and claim those lips with my own, feel her pressed against me as I explore her body with my hands, it’s been so long though she might not even recognise me, but she would soon remember, even if I have to lock her away and show her how much I love her.

But I can’t, there’s too many people around right now if she doesn’t realise who I am and screams, if she is with this other female and rejects me, which I couldn’t bear, the thought of her rejecting me alone makes my heart ache like never before and the last reason is I know what she’s been through, why she left our little town, left me, but I’m not like him! I wouldn’t hurt her for my own gratification, even if she didn’t want to, she would soon recognise the touch of someone who loves her, whose always loved her.

As I keep watching her, imagining all the ways I could reveal myself to her right now she stiffens and starts glancing the other way, I lower my head but keep glancing at my love out of the corner of my eye, they say you can sense when someone is watching you, she must of felt that as she’s looking around as if she’s looking for me, like I have been looking for her, for 15 years. It’s been far too long without her, she’ll never be out of my sight for more then a couple of days again. I won’t allow it.