A Night To Taste

Chapter 12: The Sinner

My mouse looks like an innocent angel while sleeping.

Lips slightly parted. Long eyelashes. Body bunched like a ball. Hands holding the blanket lightly. A beautiful angel face- no don't cover it.

Hmm. She did. I wanted to see her.

Okay back to stalking. Head buried inside the blanket. Long silky golden brown hair all tangled up.

She is such a sight to behold. 

How does it feel when a devil corrupts an angel?

No one has any idea. 

But she will have. Soon enough.

I stare at the creature in front of me. Pure sin.

She is pure sin.

Only a sinner can do a sin. Right?

Don't correct me. I know I am right.

She shifts and buries herself further inside the blanket with eyes open.

I try to compare what creature she looks like. A cat? A mouse? A butterfly? No. None of these. 

Instead she looks. She looks like. Hmmm.

Damn.

She looks so.. MINE.

MINE. What a word!

She was fast asleep till the black-haired bitch woke her up.

I will kill her if my mouse woke up because of her. Minus the fact I already know she slept for a whole day and awakened on her own. Doesn't matter. I will still kill her.

She peeks from underneath to look at the room.

Fuck. Those eyes. These eyes were the thing which had me obsessed with her. I haven't slept since she looked at me with those eyes through the mirror. That damn mirror. Thank fuck its here otherwise I wouldn't have been able to see her now again.

She looks at the bitch with something.. I don't know what it is.

I have seen people looking at me with hate. Fear. Disgust. Desire. Wrath. Mine is greater by the way. But, no one has ever looked at me like this. What feeling is this?

Love? Or something else? I know human emotions like hope, love, care, kindness. But I don't know these look like? Feel like?

Maybe this is the reason why I want her to look at me like this. Look at me with those beautiful eyes of hers and capture me in them forever. 

I have a deadly obsession for her. But I wonder what does these eyes have for me? 

Curiosity? Sympathy? Pity? No. Maybe something I can't point out. Neither can she. She does not know me- well, kind of- but I know her very well and I'm very, very serious about  my relationship with her. Right now we are just a stalker and a victim. A predator and a prey. A small, peaceful planet on which life sustains and lives, and a black hole who destroys everything. 

What a match we got! She is the Queen of Light. I am the King of Darkness. Where there is darkness, light cannot be there. And where light is there is no place for darkness. 

Darkness can destroy lives. But light can destroy darkness. If something is possible between these two is the small span of time where the dark fades and light enlightens everything. Even something truly ruined. But its just a span of time. Its just the dawn which is followed by light everywhere. Darkness left behind. But when dusk arrives dark eats everything and nothing remains. Not even light. Darkness destroys light.

That's what we are like. I can only be in here for a moment. When this moment ends I have to leave. I have to retreat back from my home. 

I may leave as it is safe for her. But till the moment ends itself... She is mine. And she is not allowed to leave me.