Seeing them hugging each other makes me sick and disgusted. I watch them from my car across the street and it takes everything in me to not storm over there and break them apart. They do not belong together. Lila belongs to me long before he came into the picture. She has been mine this entire time and now he has arrived and is trying to steal her from underneath me but I will not have it. No one will steal her away from me and no one will ever be with her, unless it is me. Lila is mine and mine alone.

My hands hold the gun that is cold to the touch and my gloves do nothing to keep me warm. The rage inside me is eager to shoot him down and end it once and for all and claim her as my own. My index finer is itching on the trigger, wanting to let that bullet fly and hit its target, and he will be no more, a memory that everyone will soon forget. My blood boils as they have been disgustingly hugging for five minutes now and it doesn't look like neither of them are going to stop at any time soon, making my anger only rise.

The night is so dark but I can still see how she glows and how she lights up the world like never before and only she can bring the light when the world has been cast in darkness, she comes with the beauty and grace that always follows her. She looks so beautiful and I'm not worthy of her, but she will be mine, she is mine. She doesn't belong with him, she belongs with me and soon that will happen. Soon she will learn about it all. Soon.

Sitting there in the car for five minutes more until they break the hug, and he waits there while she goes inside. For a moment I wonder if I could end it all but I know that there are cameras on the streets, and they will surely see if I were to shoot him. I will have to get rid of him in another way, one that will be much more painful than a bullet and one that will not direct back to me as I cannot have her when I'm rotting inside a prison cell while she is out here living her life.

Her life would mean nothing if I'm not in it, so I put down the gun but the anger doesn't fade away and it most likely will not. He ain't the right man for her, I am and I will be the one that she stays with. That hug was not supposed to be his but mine. Minutes pass and then I see her again walking outside, and she hands him something that I can't see. He tries to give it back to her, but she has already turned around and went back inside leaving him standing there.

I chuckle. Lila is so stubborn, and he doesn't know that when she wants something she will get it. No one should refuse her. He leaves and I watch into her windows to try and see her but I can't see her clearly but I know I will see her tomorrow. I know what she will be doing tomorrow and I will be watching her. Always. Turning on my car I head back home where she isn't but soon when I walk home she will greet me with a kiss and maybe even more, and then we will be together, forever.

Stepping into my apartment and feeling the loneliness sweep through the air. Only Lila can fill the void that is here and bring the light to the darkness to make the happiness find its way to me. She is the only one that can do it and soon she will, she just doesn't know it yet but soon she will. I walk into the basement where on the wall my gallery is there. Pictures of her scatter the wall in a lovely pattern. Some of her sleeping, some of her walking outside, some even of her dancing.

The beauty that she holds is unlike anything that I have ever seen and it shines wishing her as well as outside when she is laughing and smiling and just living. I feel my crotch start to grow hard the more that I stare at her. Wishing that she could be mine so that I could have my way with her body. To kiss her tender flesh and make love to her in the best way possible. To have her scream my name in pure pleasure when she gets transformed into another world, and she will forever be undone by me.

My eyes catch the sight of the bed that I have brought done here for her, with chains and everything to keep her still while we do our thing. The basement has everything, a toilet, a table for entertainment and even a jigsaw puzzle since I know she tends to do those things every so often. I head back upstairs to but without her pictures there is little that I can do up there and I rarely do anything other than stare at her pictures that I have and feel the intense amount of pleasure that only she can give me.

Soon we shall be together as one, and she will be mine alone. No one will take her away from me, no one will ever see her, no one but me. She will be down in the basement where she cannot escape, and she will be there with me. If anyone were to come between us then they shall be on the other end of that bullet when it does leave the gun and I will not hesitate to strike at anyone if need be to make sure that she is only mine and mine alone. Lila. Belongs. To. Me!