|I am an Observer
Author: Amashelle PM
Wilson POV, as he watched the Taylors and their world colapse around them. AU. Drug use, Alcaholism and other adult themes. I've screwed them up pretty bad.Rated: Fiction T - English - Chapters: 4 - Words: 1,555 - Reviews: 27 - Favs: 9 - Follows: 8 - Updated: 01-23-04 - Published: 11-10-03 - id: 1595189
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I don't know how long it'll be before you bite the bullet and get your ass over here to dig up dirt on me and my family, but hey, I know it'll happen sooner or later. You were probably hoping this would give you a glimpse into my life, but I'm not going to give you the satisfaction. I also have no intention of telling you what drugs I'm on, or any of the other little juicy details about my self-prescribed meds. you came over here to discover. Snoop around my room all you like, you'll never find them. God I wish I'd chosen to tape my telling you this, but somehow I don't think you'd have the brilliant idea of watching any random home videos. Too bad, the look that must be on my face would probably scare the hell out of you. Maybe even keep you from coming back.
Well, I suppose you're wondering why I've not told my parents about your perverse obsession with us Taylors. I'll give you a moment to consider this………now, if you still haven't figured it out, did you really think they'd believe me? Look around you, does this look like the room of a credible accuser? Didn't think so.
That said, let's move on to my reasons for leaving you this message, something I'm sure you're also curious about. We'll get to how I know you're a phyco later on. That's right- I used the 'p-h' word, stay calm.
I know you spy on Brad from your bedroom window- has it occurred to you how incredibly perverted that is? You would not believe how tempted I have been to tell Angela… and Karla, and Lily and all the others about this disturbing little detail. I can't believe they still like him, even though he a twenty-year-old-mama's-boy. Bet you know the reason he's still here, too, that's because you're sick. And here people think I have problems…
But that's got nothing to do with anything.
This is a message for you, I know you've been watching us, and in return I'm keeping an eye on you, too. I'll know the moment you enter this house, and you'll never guess how. Why? Because your mind, brilliant as it may be, doesn't work that way. Take this as the warning it is.
Oops, did I know tell you how I know your dirty little secret?
This can't be. I can only stare at the page in shock and horror. How did the little druggy know? He's apparently not as blind as I thought he was. I let the book, filled with all its blank pages, fall to the floor as I stand. As a second thought, I kneel back down and replace it on the shelf, doing my best to make it look untouched.
My world had fallen apart around me.
I scramble to the door, only just remembering to turn the light off on my way out.
It was time to leave.