Sebastian:
She looked absolutely stunning drenched in blood _theirs_ I have always known her friends were assholes but couldn't do shit and risk blowing up my cover, not after all the years of work I put in, not after the so tempting times when I watched her sleep, bathe and walk around her house in the tooshort shorts, especially not after holding back and resisting her fuck-me dresses. No. My plan needs to be perfect, I just have to be patient then she'll be fully mine.
Despite my decision of not wavering and falling to my knees in front of her. I'm, after all, just a man_ so weak to the complete perfection that is Stacy. My love, my little ray of sunshine._ I took a pic of her holding one of them by the hair, well specifically only the head not the full corpse. As she started caving the top to make a hole, I almost came in my pants, thankfully I held back, got back home (kinda have to go to school in a few hours, who knew a regular midnight check-in will lead to such beautiful scenery)_ sadly mine this time and not hers_ and put the pic where it belonged , in my collection of purely bloody stacy_ during different sessions throughout the years_and yes I own two binders, overflowing ones ( I should buy new ones btw) one for her crazy distressing sessions, my fav, and another for everyday life, pics of her at home barely clothed, or at school dressed to impress_ and that she did_whenever I wasn't doing sport or with Mony I'm watching her, observing and utterly enjoying being able to see her without her knowledge _ I know weird, get fucked if I care_ all to cater to my plan. The plan I almost blew up freshman year... getting drunk and confessing to Mony was a mistake _ hopefully I didn't say anything of value, like about my not- stalking hobby to my girl and her obsession with killing _ any wrong word would have risen her suspicion and thus a can of worms I wouldn't appreciate opening.
Never picked up a drink after, in public or not.
As I walked past the too plain couch and coffee table I drop on the floor to pass yet another night without sleep, although now I have time to reorganize the pics in my binders.
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I didn't see Monica at all yesterday_ got late to school after obsessing over the binders and was busy with training _ and she called sick from school today which is unusual for her_ little miss goody two shoes _
I dropped by, thinking I could Idk check up on her, joke a little to help ease the sickness only to be told off by mother saying stuff about being grounded... TF? What could Mony have possibly done to get grounded? She didn't get grounded when we ( mainly I) stole her dad's shop ( police car) Mony? Pfff- probably something stupid, well I wasn't about to let the chance to gloat pass so I did what any reasonable best friend would do when their friend is grounded... Through the window we go.
I'm not shocked to find the gremlin sleeping ... She is most times. I mean at one point , any reasonable person would have wondered if she's still alive with how unmoving she was... they definitely didn't hear the fucking snoring I heard, bish would make koalas feel shame they ain't reaching their full potential.
So naturally, I take her blanket off just to piss her off thinking she would jump up and scream profanities at me...but she just grumbled and gave me the finger before turning to her other side, facing away from me and completely ignoring my presence, and before I'm able to whine and bitch about her being mean ( she's is, don't let it fool you)
I see it. The clear as day unfinished tattoo on her back..I would have screamed if not for the fact that I wasn't suppose to be there at all.
"Monica Denver? IS THAT A FUCKING TATTOO!!" I whisper shouted
" Yes." calmly the dwarf said.
" Don't you dare yes me! when did you get it? Who made you do this?"
"Why the hell would you think someone made me do it? What if I wanted it? What? I'm not allowed free will now "
"First, you're grounded. Second,easy with the aggression there tiger...You don't like tattoos..? You never told me you wanted one before?"
"Well maybe we don't tell our best friend everything now, do we?!"
"Monica... what are you hinting at?" I knew what she was hinting at, I'm not that dumb.
" You know exactly what I'm talking about Sebastian!" I did.
"You're supposed to only call me Seb you lazy freak, what's with you today? You on your luteal phase or what?" She is .
"You're so immature, because something doesn't go you're way you blame it on my cycle, sure man ." Oh! she's actually mad..
"What do you mean when something doesn't go my way...?"
"... You, not wanting us to talk about it and you changing the subject to try and manipulating the conversation where you are comfortable _ won't work on me, boy. Did you forget you're the one who taught me men manipulation tactics and gaslighting strategies _ I'm sick and tired of this, Seb."
" Of what?" I was genuinely confused.
" You. You expect me to tell you everything about me and my life-...." That hurt, so I cut her off
"But that's what best friends do!"
" Yes, but you never do so , do you? Aside from the whole disappearance thingy_which is a whole debacle btw_you hide things consistently, even small things like 'where were you on the weekend?' and you know what? I tried to be respectful because frankly I'm not entitled to know everything about you, I'm not you girlfriend I'm just your girl___friend, but you are entitled ? Why tf? Who gave you the right?" She's was right. But I had to hide those things, ofc I wanted to rant and rant about Stacy's other personality to her and fan girl hard, but at the end of the day, my bestie is a civilian and her dad's a cop ...
"...you know in the 15th century in Europe you would be hung for that right? Not the tattoo, cussing a man I meant."
" Would I now ? _ you're turning to jokes now to cover your uncomfortableness Seb_... guess what? we're not in the 15th century, and this is my house so .. Mom!!" If there was something that scared the shit out of me aside from the possibility of my Stacy's plan not working is mother mad aka M&M.
"That was low, like very low, even for you... fuck!"
I heard footsteps, fast ones and out the window I went I wasn't about to be grounded too.
Although I understand Mony and I get how she felt, I will definitely get back at her for that...when she's less mad at least.
To be fair, that's not the maddest I've seen her _ or else she wouldn't have called me Seb _ but she's probably pretty pissed off, and it's not like I don't want to share everything with her_god it's hard being a gossip boy and having secrets at the same time _ I just can't, not until after the fact. I just hope she can be patient till then or else I might resort to the orphan card.
I know it's an asshole move but if my calculations are correct and they usually are, after Monica finds out and aside from the beating I'll get for hiding all of this, she'll stab me just for the final step of my plan.
If I wore armor that day would I look hot or goofy to Stacy, I wonder.