OBSESSED

05.

Walking casually with blood red eyes and my collection, all the people scattered, they were surely horrified to find me carrying the dead body parts.

My eyes took in the empty house mother used to live in with me, the police sirens thought they could make me cower in fear but I was not that type as they all noticed previously. Anybody stood in my way disappeared, stupid people didn't know that and the first of them was Villian, the school's bully.

Most of the times, people did stuff without concern, they had rights to bully, curse, possess another human of their own kind without a care to the remains of the girl people bullied or the girl that people possessed or cursed. They still didn't give a s**t and I was fine by that because till then, I would have slashed their organs apart and possess them to their core.

Placing the parts that I wanted on the table as the evening sky outshone the dark empty kitchen with barely any lights on.

Quiet, peaceful, empty. Just like the devil within me.

I came to terms that mother was finally out of my way and I could get what I wanted now, I situated the body parts to the right order.

First comes the skin of her legs, then the stomach, then the chest.

The second was Alexis's ripped leg and the officer's hand.

The third was the transition that I had to go through using Villian's skin.

It was all so simple to me. I often dreamt about what was like to feel her skin over mine and be someone like her, I will find out now.

I was pleased with my creation of art and snatched her ankle's skin to my arm, matching the smooth tan to my pale flesh. It was soft to the touch and that made my eyes flash more as well as my obsession. It wanted her. Craved her. Consumed in her skin.

"That will teach you not to bully me anymore," I spoke to her eyeballs that were looking up and her mouth agape, I quite liked her head when it was decapitated.

With a smile, I carried on to my work as I slaughtered off the dead skin into the bin and polished the skin that I wanted to fit into my body. The devil told me that I could put her body over mine and transition.

"How do you like that, mom?" I asked to the dead body that was my mother's with a dried blood gown and her eyes cast down as if she was looking at the table, she was sitting beside me when I placed her earlier.

I hoped mother was proud of me, being Villian Grenova was like a dream come true, mom told me to always chase my dreams, there was no harm to that at all.

The police stood outside my entrance uninvited and rudely interrupting my peace by wild sirens. I decided to shush them down as I opened the door.

"Leave me alone." The devil bellowed and the officers widened their eyes and tried to shoot me but the bullets were useless against the devil's strength. My devil was created at the growth of my obsession.

The ironic thing was that my mom knew about that and she thought she could heal me by using irrelevant motivation quotes like "You're prettier" and "never give up on being healthy" I was done with that s**t. Long done with it.

With the slam of the door, I got back to business as I stitched the skin onto mine as her face was still spilling blood. I was finally alive.

I was awake like her.

I managed to stitch my arm up using my mother's beloved pins for when she made me that dress that didn't fit me. I was in a chaotic rage of insecurity and I wasn't going to back down at what I wanted.

"La la la." I sang under my breath as the part of my neck was covered by the golden girl's skin on it, I was having smooth skin and I was satiated by it.

Then came the feet part, it was harder to stitch since the bones were normally tough down there but there was nothing the devil couldn't do. Successful, I was. I spent more time on the other side of my body and using the kitchen knife, I cut out her hair and made it into a wig.

It was almost midnight when I finished some of the lower and upper halves of my body, there was still my face and the remains. I paid attention to Alexis's leg since it was almost left to rotten, I hung it up on my wall as my token to increase my obsession.

I was darker than the sins God has created.

Finishing off the rest, I was in a daze of pretty. I was tired but that was covered quickly by the inspiration my obsession had given me as I twirled strands of her hair on my fingers, they were just the perfect size for me. I had craved it more than any of her body parts.

I realized I left Alexis's body parts on the stage for the people to see that I was prettier, stronger and alive.

With that, I finally managed to look like Villian Grenova. Tomorrow, they would all bow down to the golden girl and universal queen because there was no such thing as prettier as me. I giggled at the rhyme and hung up the officer's hand to the collection on the stark white walls.

Settling with looking at my collection when the table was clear since I had finished stitching her skin and put the wig that I had made from her hair.

"Perfect." With a creepy smile, I cleaned my room and knelt in front of my mother as her eyes looked downwards when her head wasn't balanced since she was dead.

"Look, mom, I made it," I said.

I chased my dream and got it.