I watched her, my sleeping beauty. She had long dirty blond hair that was naturally brown, she bleached it once a month to keep it the way it looked. It was paired with her hazel eyes that made her perfect in every way. My sleeping beauty made all A's in her classes, she never partied much, she didn't drink or smoke, and she did everything according to the rules. She was my perfect girl. I did this. I watched her all the time, my time was spent watching her sleep and from time to time I liked to think about her. I would think about her insides. What they looked like.
Her guts.
Her blood.
Her bones and how I could break them.
I needed to keep her safe. No one else was willing to take care of her. I thought of everything.
With me, she would never be hurt. I would keep my sleeping beauty safe from anything that could hurt her. Even if that was me.