Always mine.
Her rage is starting to look like grief.
And that is what unravels me.
Not the moans. Not the way she teased herself. Not even the bruises she left on her own neck out of sheer spite.
It’s the moment her bottom lip trembles. The moment she curls in on herself like the sheets can save her. The moment she looks small. Breakable. Not because I made her—but because she’s letting herself feel the cost of surviving me.
And still, I don’t go to her.
I know if I do, I’ll cross a line I can’t uncross.
If I touch her now, I won’t stop.
There’s a part of me that wants to see just how far she’ll fall before she begs me to catch her. Wants to see if she’ll crawl to thecamera and ask me why I’m not there. Wants to see her whisper my name into the dark and pretend it’s not a prayer.
So I stay still.
A statue.
A storm coiled in silence.
But inside?
Inside, I’m nothing but hunger.
I want her tears.
I want her screams.
I want her broken in the shape of my obsession.
And I’ll wait.
Because monsters know patience.
Because the longer the prey runs, the sweeter it tastes when it finally stops fighting.
Let her rage.
Let her cry.
Let her wish she could forget my name.
She’s already mine.
She just hasn’t bled the truth of it yet.
She doesn’t know I’m watching again.
The screens glow like embers in the dark, every flicker of movement from her burnt into my retinas like they were stitched there with wire. I should turn away. Should leave her to whatever it is she thinks she’s doing—pacing in circles like a caged little thing, dragging her fingers across the walls like she’s searching for a weakness, pressing her forehead to the glass to peer out into a world she no longer belongs to.
I don’t leave.
I study her.
Every movement, every sharp breath, every rage-filled glance aimed at the ceiling—at me, even if she doesn’t know it. The anger in her hasn’t dulled. If anything, it’s crystallising into something dangerous. Not the kind of fear I can manipulate.Not the soft obedience I can bend beneath my hands. No. She’s something else entirely. Something that makes me want to ruin her even more.
