sadistic_urges (sadistic_urges) wrote in light_of_may, @ 2010-01-01 21:10:00 |
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Entry tags: | 2009-06-28 |
Stalker much?
Who: Trent and OPEN
When: Late night
Where: The streets in front of and near the Liberty Inn
He liked knowing where she was in this town. He'd seen that pretty dark haired girl practically floating around trying her best to not be noticed. He liked knowing that he was the reason that she felt that way. The reason that she looked over her shoulder. It amused him more than he could even admit. The ability to put fear into her head. Hearing her voice rattle through in her thoughts when he was close enough. Hearing the horror inside of her. She often remembered the sight of her parents and her grandmother after he'd slaughtered them. That also amused him, the little pictures that were in her head. The handwork he'd managed. Each cut done with such precision.
But that wasn't the case right now. She wasn't around him and that pulled a frown on Trent's face before he even realized it. He couldn't exactly follow her around every second, despite the fact that he wanted to. Once he'd had his fill of sneaking around, watching her in silence, checking outside her room at the hotel, he left the Inn and went back out onto the streets. He could have brought his car, but it was so much easier to sneak around on foot. Heading in the direction of his home, Trent stuffed his hands in his pocket and glanced around before he crossed the street.