Stir

Alejandro

I have always felt displaced. Lost. Angry. Half of a person. It didn’t matter that I had love, support, and a family most people would kill for. Something was always missing. Then, my father announced we were moving for business in the middle of my senior year and it was something else to add to the list of things that made me feel..off.

We moved to this small midwestern town sticking out like weeds in a rose garden, surrounded by judgemental, bible-thumping freaks who see my three brothers and me as criminals and devil worshippers because we are tatted up, motorcycle riding villains. That’s right. Lock up your fucking daughters. I was prepared to spend the last eight weeks in a high school where I knew no one and didn’t care to, alone and aloof, until I saw her.

I walked into third period religion and my entire life changed in the blink of an eye. I was given a seat by the most beautiful, tiniest, blonde haired angel I have ever seen. She turned her baby blues on me and all of the oxygen left me. I heard nothing else. My heart became an organ that actually worked and all of the anger inside of me moved to make room for the ‘Pequena’ that is now going to become my everything.

I was suddenly consumed with a feeling of possession. An obsessive addiction unlike anything I have ever felt and with every passing day, it growws stronger and without bounds. She is my rib. The reason I was born. My purpose.

I began my campaign to get her and keep her. The problem, her father is the town pastor and he has his daughters on lock and key until he picks a husband for them. Over my dead fucking body.

Suddenly I know what my mission has to be. Breed her to keep her. I will blackmail, stalk, lie and cheat to get what belongs to me. I will burn this fucking town to the ground and expose all of their secrets to get what I need at the end. HER. My Pequena. My heart. The one who gave me a new purpose. I just can’t let her know what my plan is until it is too late.