Arising to the sun emitting though the window of his beautiful house on the countryside
the first thought he has to wake to is such a great day for a photo shoot
He takes in a deep breath of air not knowing what the day ahead of him will display
he tosses off his covers and jumps to his feet with a bit of confusion from a good nights rest.
He slips on his house shoes made to look like lions the reason for the lions is his deep love for
Animals and animal Photography but a job is a job and today he is to take photos of a model for her personal portfolio.
He looks to his clock and noticed he is running a bit late and overslept so he hurries down the stairs
and nearly looses his footing he catches his self and laughs at his own clumsiness that could have hurt
he says to himself with humorous worry then he continues to the kitchen to get a glass of coffee from the day before.
he flips on the coffeepot to warm it back up and looks in the ice box for a breakfast but finds it to be quite empty.
then thinks to himself i guess i will stop off for something quick
A few moments after his coffee is warm he pours it into his cup and takes a drink while its at its hottest
Just as he swallows he feels a soft touch to his left hand from the counter and looks down to see his orange and black cat
named tiger he smiles and says hey baby girl leans over and kisses her on the head she returns the affection by pressing her
head to his face.
Then he finishes his coffee he grabs his keys to his car off the counter next to the cat and then goes out the door grabbing his
camera bag on his way out he gently sits his bag in the passenger seat and walks around after sitting in the driver seat
he pushes his keys into the ignition and turns it over listing to the discrete sound of the car motor
he gabs his shifter and pushes in the clutch and begins driving.
As he gets to the end of his driveway he notices his stomach make a noise
it reminds him of his hunger and he thinks now i need so cure my craving of food
He goes to the drive in conveniant store down the road from him named pass n grab
After pulling around the building he comes to a window and a older lady opens it
Looking at her he cant help but notice he has not seen her working here before but he has no time for conversation
so he simply asks for a bacon and egg sandwich and a pack of griffen cigarettes the lady leaves the window
and gets the items he asked for he looks down at his gas meter and sees he has half a tank and puts it aside to fill his tank later
a few moments later she returns looking at the cigarettes with grief and says to the man you know these things will kill you?
He gives bit of a laugh and says back to her yes but everybody dies and she gives him a look of disappointment
he hands her the money for the food and cigarettes and she hands him them and he starts his way to the place That starts
the darkest day of his life.
After a fairly distant drive he arrives at the house of the model he leans forward to look out of the top of his windshield
to admire the massive size and beauty of the three story house blue with a white trim as he pulls closer and parks
midway into the drive way behind a type of sports car he notices black roses planted along side the walkway of the front porch.
he sits for a moment and wonders what and odd choice of flower for a model he wonders if its just a liked flower or perhaps a sign
of loneliness in the mind of her.
he steps out of his car still a bit dumbfounded by the size of the house then nods his head in hopeful prosperity
following the travel around the car to his camera bag still sitting firmly in the passenger seat where he left it.
He then takes a deep breath and begins approaching the utterly long walkway to the front door of the house.
About fifteem steps later of rose traced steps he Finds himself standing in front of very detailed double doors
with very vibrant carvings in what appears to be oak wood.
Then thinks to himself why would a model that seems this successful need photos for a personal portfolio?
Little past time of breathing passes then he knocks not to hard but firm enough so that he is sure he will be heard
from any part of the over sized house nothing seems to happen but just then he sees a small lion like head of possibly a
chimera or some other creature from an unknown fantasy.
in its mouth its tongue glows red laughing to himself in amazement he pushes it and hears bells from behind the door
he waits a moment tapping his foot anxiously.
Suddenly the door opens and as he looks at the model vibes of un-comfort shoot up his back as if a demon is forcefully
ripping his spine out
she is no longer just a girl she is the girl the one he craved with every emotion a past addiction he almost died
to overcome he wanted her more than anything the mind can imagine and she never even noticed him
All the past piles up on him there in that time range of a few seconds trying to maintain what little he has to keep
his human form of existence his head starts to hurt as if its being drilled by a knife covered in acid.
Screaming from inside notice! feel me! hear me! see me!
Despite his grip he slips away from all sanity all darkness from another time has taken over he is no longer himself
Rage flourishes his someone else.
After his destructive rage passes seeming like nothing has happened on the out side she looks at him and says rudely
are you going to come in or stand there.
he looks her in the eyes and smiles a really dark smile then replies with I think i will come in.
Stepping into the house not a movement of his eyes from her the house seems to fluctuates around him
Everything is calm in reality yet in his mind the walls crumble and the ceiling crashes to the floor
Directly looking her in the eyes he says where are the...photos to be taken giving him a wave to signal him into the other
room he follows with hatred.
Watching her walking from behind his mind races with cunning sources of pain and torture.
They reach another room the room where her bitter fate begins she turns to him and says just tell me what you need
me to do his mind twisting in the most blood lusting way aches for her tears.
laying his camera bag on the table next he plans to take pictures of her to remind him of what he intends to change.
As he opens it he realizes its not his camera bag at all but his medical bag his former self must have picked up the wrong one
as he rushed out of his home earlier in the day he quickly snaps his head back to he slowly re-adjusting his body to a erect stance
tilting his head slightly he tells her to turn around so he can find a good angle for the curves of her body.
Unaware of what's to happen to her she agrees and turns her back looking back to his bag he thinks to him self with a laugh
givin' the kings view the war starts.
He then reaches into his bag and pulls out a rag following a bottle of chloroform.
Twisting into the downward vortex of insanity his mind has become he slowly walks to her dragging his tainted soul behind
him he gently touches her left shoulder blade watching the chills run down her back outlining the fabric of her thin shirt
then throws his hand over her right shoulder and and presses the cloth to her mouth and nose.
she thrusts her body side to side in panic in hopes to fight off him but fails for his power is more than hers he whispers
the words in her ear do you see me now?
As she passes into slumber he drops her and quickly jumps back with a shout of OH NO! what have i done!? and laughs
in joy he looks to her body resting and says to her time to go home as if she could reply.
he tosses his cloth bag into his bag and picks up her body rushing out the door with her miniscule body almost slipping
though the air from his shoulder.
he comes to a quick stop at the stairs thinking not so far down as up i see and hastily moves down as if it was stairs from home
his agile state of being prevents him from coming even close to a slip this time he opens his trunk and sits her inside
ending with a steady spin of his body to cover sight of his back he pauses to check for anyone around but sees none.
he turns back around and calmly sits the trunk lid into the brackets then lifts his hands and drops them locking it into place
walking in a sneaky manor back to his driver side door then leaps into his seat throwing his bag to the back he reaches into his pocket
pulling out a cigarettes and a lighter that looks like a camera and lights it in his mouth and thinks back to the store these things will
kill me yes but first someone will suffer he says quietly and puts his keys into the ignition turns them buts his car into gear and sits
in silence staring at the smoke emitting though his car with blank thoughts.
then suddenly slams himself to the back of his seat and pushes the gas pedal to the floor tearing out of the driveway.
Little time has past as he arrives to his house in the middle of nowhere he heres movement in the trunk and yells loudly just a minute love
i will be right with you! he pushes his door open roughly surprisingly not taking it off the car.
he pulls his keys out and throws himself out the car hitting the ground and lets out once more a loud laugh of insanity
after laying there a moment he rolls to the rear of the car and jumps to his feet and stares at the trunk.
From inside he can hear weeping so he smiles and slams his head to it and says I'm not insane to himself as she starts to cry even heavier
he pushes his keys into the hole and turns them ripping the trunk open.
he looks into her eyes then touches her face softly and says don't cry we are going to be happy now she pulls away he pulls her back and says
don't resist me and lifts her head slamming it to the roof of the trunk knocking her back out.
he picks her up out of the trunk and throws her once more upon his shoulder and walks to is front door leaving the car as is
he reaches his left hand around his body into his right pocket and pulls out his keys then pushes them into the door and turns them also turning the knob
remembering he did not lock the door on his way out this morning.
Easing into the door he takes a deep breath time for passion he says laying her down on the floor then he grabs her ankle and starts dragging her to the stairs
leading to the basement as he walks down he finds himself humming to the steady beat her head makes against the wood echoing though the basement.
After reaching the bottom he drags her over to piping from the ceiling to the floor made of steel sitting her up and chaining her hands above her.
he garbs zip-ties off the table no more than eight feet from him and straps her legs together and sits her on her knees then tying off the center of the zip-ties
with two more to the pole running down her back.
then splashes water on her to awaken her slowly her eyes open aware of what's happening she finds herself confused still in a panic state the only words that come to here
mind as she looks to him are why?
why? why?! he says instantly angered we are to be perfect for one another but you!..you never seen it you were to blind to see perfection in front of you
i ask why not you!
Why did you not see me was i not attractive enough for you?..yes it has to be..now that changes.
are you ready? he rushes over to a shelf throwing a box off the shelf of random tools such as saws and hammers he throws the box upside down spilling the rest of the contents
then sees a razor laying in the pile and grabs it along with a needle and thread from his grandmothers box of sewing items on the shelf.
He walks back to her and she begins crying again so he slams her head to the pole shut up! he commands her then crouches down and presses her head to the piping firmly
he tells her this will be painful but its worth it trust me and laughs.
Then he pushes a button shooting the blade of the razor out he can feel the shaking of her body pulse though his own as he pushes it to the side of her face
cutting deep enough to let the skin peel away from her head all is silent but the loud echoes of her screams.
he drags it down her jaw line and up the other side and peels her face off at this point she is silent amazingly still alive she says to him i feel nothing
what have you done!?
I have started happiness he says to her now its my turn as he starts to cut away his own face she cant help but to watch him suffer what he had done to her
she smiles as blood drips down her face dripping from her mouth after so he pulls off his face and falls to his knees laughing from the pain.
Grabbing the needle and thread he replaces his own face with her stitching it perfectly around his head afterward he looks to her as she sits shocked and he says to her
am i pretty enough for you now?
she laughs continuously for a moment and looks him directly into the eyes and says yes your beautiful but..
But!? he yells but love your to pretty for me and she begins laughing again he becomes raged and rips her face from his.
he sees that she has stopped breathing and died he cant help but start to cry he un does her wrists from the pole and holds her rocking asking himself why couldn't i have you?
He lays down with her on his chest and runs the blade across his neck and thinks to himself we will be together in another life then says the words with his last breath.
I love you...
