10

Derek

I am sitting in the living room, the walls adorned in warm shaded of brown. At the center of the room is a grand television suited for my diversion. Resting my arms on my large oversized sofa in the corner of the room, I stretched my legs on the glass table in front of me relaxing in the sofa. My eyes goes up from time to time, she hasn't stepped out of her room, I am the least bit worried that she is still in there, somehow I want her to disobey my rule, I want to play with her, I want to punish her, I want to hear her plead and beg but all that will have to wait until she crosses me again. I was harsh on her and I knew it, the fact that she acted so innocent pissed me beyond my limits, the world was an evil place and she needed to know that.

The doorbell rings and I dart my eyes to it, who would dare come to my house, all year I have been the least bit friendly or entertaining, the last friends I had were either dead or disappeared off the face of the earth without a trace. I