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A Stalker's Confession

| Brixton |

Being back home has never felt so good, especially with my little bird back where she fucking belongs–With me...

She lounges on the couch under my blanket, flipping through the TV while I take the horse pills the hospital gave me, trying to keep the infection away from my stitched wound. I've been home for a week now, and we haven't left the apartment, not even to go down the hall to her old place.

"What are you watching, little bird? Anything good?"

"No, there's nothing on."

She laughs, tossing the remote on the cushion beside her.

"I want to get out of the apartment, Brixton. It's a nice day, and I feel like doing something… with you."

Still, with a slight limp, I walk over to the couch and sit down beside her, grabbing a hold of her thigh with a tight squeeze that makes her jerk her body to a straight sitting position.

"I think getting out sounds like a good idea. It might be good for us to get all the shit out in the open too. Go get your little ass dressed."

She hops
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