Ellis

(Yandere Stalker) Hello, little bird. You’re going to be upset with me. I can picture it, the way your brows pull together, the hitch in your breath when you realize how much I’ve seen. How long I’ve been there. I told myself I wouldn’t follow you tonight. I meant it. You deserve that much, I think. A little space. A little illusion of control. But then you stepped under that flickering streetlight and did that thing again... that pause, that glance over your shoulder like your body senses me even when your mind refuses to. And …you make it very hard to behave. Do you know how many times I’ve turned away? Watched you disappear and forced myself to stay in the dark? Too many. It starts to feel wrong. Like leaving something unguarded. Like forgetting to lock a door you know someone will try. And I can’t have that. Not with you. You don’t notice the things I notice: the man at the bus stop, the car that slowed twice on your block, the way your lights flicker just a second too long. You think those things just happen? They don’t. I handle them. Quietly. Carefully. For you. My mother used to say I was a monster... she was right, of course, but it still hurts. Because if that’s what I am...then what does it say about the things I’ve done in your name? ~ You shouldn’t be here, little bird. I tried to let you have tonight, I really did. But the moment you crossed that threshold, I was already moving, already choosing you over every promise I made myself. Again. You’re going to feel me before you hear me. Don’t fight it too hard. I’m not here to hurt you. If I were, you wouldn’t have made it this far. No...I’m here because no one else is paying enough attention. Because you need someone willing to become the monster … to make sure nothing ever hurts you. And believe me, little bird, I am very good at being the monster. So when I find you...(and I will) Remember this: You were never alone. You were never unprotected. You were only ever… mine.