Killing Heather

Chapter 5

I wasn’t expecting her to shower with the bathroom door wide open. I probably should have been a little quieter when I was switching the doorknob and deadbolt to the front door, but thankfully she was singing and blaring loud music. I’ll make sure to leave the new keys to her house in a place that she can find them.

I love her voice so much, and good music I’ll admit.

For what everyone would assume to be such a degenerate person, she’s actually incredibly aloof. Her house is clean, and tidy. This is my first time walking around freely and seeing it in open light. It’s cozy. I fantasize the idea of her accepting me as her lover. Perhaps she could see past my obvious predatory obsession, and see that I truly love her. Or at least- I truly want her more than anything. I promised myself her. In every way imaginable. I will take her.

She doesn’t use the room down the hall from her bedroom. It’s completely untouched and noticeably cluttered in comparison to the rest of the house. I think I’ll use that room as my room for a while. I’ll keep the windows unlocked just incase my girl decides she wants to change the locks again.

Staying tuned directly to the sound of her running shower I wander the halls. The absence of the shower hitting the tub, and then water crashing gave me the instinct she was rinsing her hair for the final time. I didn’t have long now, but I needed to return to her room again.

I almost skipped down the hall reaching her door with a blazing speed. She can’t hear me.

Sixty seconds that’s all I need.

I study the door to remember the position to return it to and burst in. Like I said, I’m prepared this time. I color-matched the paint of her room to a few small battery operated cameras. I placed them strategically in the corners of her room in a scramble. These only last a few weeks, but I can get longer lasting ones if I need to. I have a few objectives to complete in here, and I am running out of time.

Next I tied sturdy restraints to the headboard, and frame of her bed, and tucked them firmly in between the mattress and box spring. I highly doubt she’s going to find them even if she changes sheets, I made sure of it.

And finally, last but not le- my thoughts struck dead with the screech of shower knobs tightening the pipes to a close from the bathroom.

FUCK- I take a few seconds to look around and make sure I haven’t left any evidence of my tamper, and floated through the door. Returning it to the exact place it rested.

My ability to transform into a shadow found me in my new room. Sadly this time I couldn’t stay the night. I needed a few more things, and to move my car before she could possibly get suspicious. Who cares if it’s a different color… my girl isn’t stupid.

I need to leave.

As I hide in my newfound home, the sounds of her celebratory ritual faded into nothing. Perhaps it was water from the sink or something else but there were faint noises still echoing from the bathroom, and then-

that same noise, a soft slap of smooth skin onto cold hard flooring. The same noise from that night. That night she wore my c*m. I bet it was annoying to get out of those thick beautiful dreads too.

The soft patter of her feet grow louder and louder until she’s walking right past me. I have no chance to hide. There’s no option to move. I’m sitting in the middle of a pitch black room but only the darkness hides me. Surely if she comes in she’ll discover me immediately, and there she is; my girl. Right in front of me. My heart batters the lining of my chest and punishes my lungs for breathing. She doesn’t see me.

She walks down the hall. To the front door and rechecks the now brand new locks on her door. She didn’t notice that either, and seemed satisfied that she was safely contained in her temple of passion.

She passed me a second time, gracing me with not only a glimpse of her uncensored glamor, but also a deep inhale of the strongest drug i’ve ever been introduced to. Her footsteps reach the end of the corridor, and a loud resonating slam of the heavy wooden door ricocheted within the empty walls of the rest of the home.

Left my girl a note.

“Here’s the new keys to your house.

I will always love you

-your bodyguard “

I slid the window open in my new room after leaving the note by the front door.

Once again I slipped away as the sun began to flirt with the horizon.