Love-Obsessed

3. PROLOGUE: ONE YEAR EARLIER

Chapter one

PROLOGUE: ONE YEAR EARLIER

The man bent forward and turned on the tap, waiting for the bathtub to fill up. When the water neared the brim, he turned towards his beautiful girl, her head lolling from side to side where she leaned against the bathroom wall. He stooped low and caressed her dark brown, matted hair. Her piercing brown eyes, beautiful buxom figure, and dainty, delicate hands aroused him.

The girl groaned, but her eyes remained closed due to the medication in her system. He entered the kitchen, uttered a few words to his companion reading on the couch, pulled a jagged knife from a drawer with a gloved hand, and returned to the bathroom. Putting down the knife and leaning forward, he pulled the girl up and gently submerged her in the warm water, the resulting splash in itself a piece of artwork. He smiled and got to work while kneeling beside the tub.

If only she had loved him.

Picking up the knife, he pushed it into her hand and forced her to cut herself. Beautiful. Such artwork. The self-made cuts created a masterpiece, joining the jagged patterns on her wrist, as his hand enfolded hers, forcing it to cut another line. She tried to fight but the medication made her weak. Blood oozed into the water, forming a pattern of whirls and blooms. Aesthetics in the work. He manoeuvred her hand so that the knife in it sliced two gashes into her right leg. More blood seeped into the water. She was getting weaker and her eyes drooped as he watched her slowly wither away. He was a patient man and could wait.

He sat back against the wall, eyes lit up above a feral grin. What a piece of artwork. His front door slammed and his companion yelled out to him.

When the life was gone from her eyes, he pleasured himself until reaching a climax, thinking that maybe one day he would find someone to love.