Alkaline Part One

Stalking is such an ugly word. I much prefer obsessively watching and watch I did. My Rosebud was breathtaking, a force to be reckoned with. Even if she didn't know it yet.  Fate has a way of challenging everything you know. When a call from my past takes me away from my Rosebud only to land the three of us in the best night of my life, I think I've won the best prize. Both my Songbird and Rosebud in the palm of my hand. Things start going bump in the night soon after but, don't they know? When it comes to my obsessions, I'm the only scary thing here. Nothing threatens my Songbird but me, and absolutely nothing hurts my Rosebud.  ​​​​​​​ Anything that tries meets my knife.