The sapphic reimagining of obsession !!
•Mentions and depictions of SA and loss of autonomy •Mentions of vomit •Violence •Animal Death •Heavy angst •Mentions of self harm and suicidal ideations •Refrences to eating a dead cat(happens in the movie) •Steamy makeout scene •Male character minimizing SA and Bear begin just a general piece of shit
(there’s a small bit of fluff in here because I’m a hurt comfort girlie through and through.)
From the silence of the dark dank bedroom that was lit only by a small bedside lamp, an unwilling woman laid rested up against the sheets. This was about the only time she could rest and think.. and contemplate her circumstances.
She’d grown numb and used to the prospect of not being able to move.
At least he was gone.. only moments ago she’d silently pleaded in an effort not to wake her distorted self up— for him to just kill her…
“What would be so bad.. about loving me ..?”
There was no chance of him saving her.
So much so that he denied her the decency of death when her body had become a cage.. And laying in that cage was a woman burning with barely contained rage for the aggressor that had locked her in it. So what? So he could use her?
It didn’t matter what happened to her as long as he was satisfied. No matter how much she cried for help. She swore.. if ever got the chance. If she ever got her body back..
She would murder Baron Bailey.
A voice called out from the distance. Soft, feminine, worried..
Nikki’s heart skipped a beat.
It always did when she heard it.
She called out at the risk of waking up her living breathing cage. God if only she knew..
The voice responded, footsteps making their way hesitantly towards the bedroom where she heard it.
“Nikki—? Oh my god are you oka—“
“Shhh.. quite. You’ll wake her up.”
From that moment forward Sarah made a conscious effort to lower her tone.. as much as she could while still letting Nikki hear her.
“Who.. Nikki.. what the fuck is going on..?
At the party— you hurt yourself you- were screaming.. that’s..”
And even while not having the full picture a truth was becoming set and sure in her gut.
Whatever has been dating bear? Whatever’s been loving on him in public, cooking him lunch, coming to parties that.. that was not Nikki.
“He did this to me.. he made me like this.”
“No— I-I- can’t. I won’t I—“
Nikki’s heart shattered, and you could hear it in her voice. Her broken, disembodied voice..
“She’s going to hurt someone. If she gets the chance.. she will.
Sarah’s heart shattered.. she wanted nothing more than to fix this. Her best friend was being tortured.. by someone she thought she could trust.
But she couldn’t bring herself to kill her.. there had to be a way..
“Nikki— I can’t- I can’t kill you.
Not when I know you’re still in there- there has to be a way to fix it.. right..? Just tell me how and I’ll fix it-“
“I don’t.. I don’t know…”
She whispered solemnly.. but she was at least comforted the be around someone who wasn’t her captor.
More than anyone in the fucking world.
Her voice was becoming gradually more distant. Farther away..
Sarah responded eagerly, stepping closer towards the bed.
She had a choice to make.
She could warn her.. tell her to leave. Or she could use her last what might be her last moments with Sarah to finally tell her how she felt..
to tell her that among her many friends Sarah would always be more than that to her. Tell her how thankful she was for the time they spent.. the late nights talking to each other like both of them were the only people in the entire world that understood how each other felt. Those two artists of different mediums that yearned for each other never realizing they were both the others muse.
God. How stupid was Bear to truly think Sarah liked him?
Did bear even know anything about Sarah?
Sarah spent her teen years avoiding friendships with men most of the time. She avoided it like the plague because it seemed like every single time she attempted to have a genuinely connection with a guy, be friends, they always had ulterior motives. And Weaponized friendship as a means to worm their way into her life and break her trust.
Nikki Freeman was her only real friend since highschool.
And maybe she was no better than them..
because despite her best efforts to preserve that she..? She fell in love with her too.
When she became worried that Baron might like her, she sent Nikki on his sent. She was relived when she got the message that he didn’t. But now..
God if she knew that his lack of lust for her meant this for Nikki? She wouldn’t have been relived. She would’ve been horrified.
And as tantalizing as finally telling her would be..
“You have to go.. she can’t be reasoned with.. and she might hurt you. She’s waking up.
and if you can.. get far away from me and bear..
Sarah was leaned over the bed trying to hear that last part of Nikki’s sentence that sounded like it’d been snuffed out like a candle..
The room was eerily quiet now.
Sarah stared in terror as Nikki shot up from the bed, turning slowly to see the empty bedside next to her.. then back at Sarah. Frowning dramatically at her.
She must have been hear to see Bear. Where was Bear? Why wasn’t he in bed??
If that bitch laid a finger on him—
Nikki angrily tossed the covers off herself and stomped towards Sarah, who quickly turned and stumbled to leave. She bolted towards the front door in a desperate attempt to get to her car. Nikki gave chase. She wanted to kill her, fully convinced she was here to see Bear- steal Bear. HER Bear. But she needed to know where where he was.
Because if she hurt him..
She’d do far worse than kill her.
She lunged at her, struggling to stay clung to her and grabbing fist fulls of her hair before tackling a terrified Sarah down to the ground.
“WHERES BEAR?? WHAT DID YOU DO TO HIM?! WHERE IS MY BEAR? WHERE IS HE?”
Droplets of spit splattered across Sarah’s cheeks as Nikki screamed at her.
Sarah struggled against her, Nikki had one hand still pulling her head back, making it that much harder for her to break free. Nikki on top of her with legs on either side of her body, reached for a near by flower vase, the contents long dead and spilling out on the floor next to her as Nikki taunted the object over Sarah’s face held high in the air with her hand like it was ready to plunge down on her at any moment if she gave an answer Nikki didn’t like.
“TELL ME WHERE BEAR IS OR I SWEAR TO GOD ILL SPLATTER YOUR FACE ON THE CARPET—!!
“I DONT KNOW— I DIDN’T COME HERE TO SEE HIM I CAME HERE TO SEE YOU!!”
Sarah sobbed, her cries a desperate, truthful plea for mercy. Eyes widened in terror and shock. Adrenaline pumping through both of their collective bodies. Nikki looked down at her, chest heaving eyes confused and still like she was fighting everything inside her to know what to do.
And in the sounds of their breaths mingling Sarah finally spoke, her voice, barely there. Teary and horrified.
I-I was worried about you after the party..”
She gasped for air, a hic intruding between each sentence.
I don’t.. I don’t know where bear is..”
Nikki staid still, still frozen in time. Before..
She shrugged, stepping off of the terrified woman with a soft chuckle.
Meanwhile Sarah remained on the floor.. shaking.. paralyzed in fear.
“Well why didn’t you just say so?”
She was insanely calm for what she just did..
Sarah was still in shock, her face sticky with sweat and tears.. her eyes were wide and blown with terror. Every limb trembled. She couldn’t move.
“God I thought you were like madly in love with bear or something..!!”
She punctuated the sentence with a laugh, a laugh that sounded nothing like Nikki and shook her to her very core. Setting down the vase down on the banister she originally took it from, the dead roses still wet and wilted on the floor.
After a minute that felt like an eternity Sarah gained the courage to talk again, terror spilling out in her shaky words.
“Wh— why would you think that?
You knew the whole time the whole liking Bear thing was just to see if he liked me… you’re the one who came up with the plan Nikki.”
Sarah finally struggled to her feet, on hand on the back of the couch in an attempt to steady her trembling legs as she stood.
A long silence stretched out, Nikki looking off to the side with a sad expression in her eyes..
“Because I like you Nikki..
You always thought that I was always kind of obvious about that stuff…”
Nikki broke into sobs, shaking her head repeatedly as her chest heaved again.
“No.. no no no no no no no..”
“You can’t do that no— no no—!
Nikki fell to her knees with a broken sob, repeating the word no like if she said it hard enough, loud enough.. she could banish her feelings for Sarah.
How could she fulfill her wish to Bear with this pit of love in her heart..?
“No no no!! NO! I can’t love you ..”
“I can’t— I love bear.. I have to love bear I can’t love you…!! No no no—!!”
Despite everything in her telling her she needed to run.. figure something else out away from here or better yet just cut her losses and go.
It was true. She loved her.
And Nikki was breaking in front of her.
She couldn’t do that to someone she loved.
Sarah let out a heavy sigh, turning to get on her knees and meet Nikki at her level..
Her hands reached to cup her face, thumbs brushing gentle strokes under her eyes, soothing her tears.
Nikki whimpered, her body trembling.. there was so much living in it that was left unsaid.
She screamed, and it felt like a dozen voices of pain layered onto each other… and they were all Nikki’s..
Her body ached from the nights she couldn’t sleep.. restless and never stilling.. her head ached from the spells she’d have where she’d cry for hours over anything and everything. Her body was past exhaustion. Her face stung with sharp pain from every gash and cut from her most recent escape attempt. The party.. she truly hoped that glass bottle would be her salvation.
Her throat was raw from screaming and routinely vomiting. Despite how often her flesh cage seemed happy.. how often she wore that to other grin and kisses Baron with a passion Nikki never had.. despite the facade. There was aspect of biology that even magic couldn’t ignore. Every time they kissed or argued or fucked it made her sick to her stomach.
Bear couldn’t wish away her disgust.
How disgusting it felt to exist in her body. No control no consent no end no exit. And a constant dull ache anytime she sat down, the pain reminding her of just how powerless she truly was..
Without warning Nikki crawled closer, arms curling around Sarah’s middle, head dipped against her shoulder as her tears sank into her tattooed skin.
it was all too similar to the sleepovers they used to have so often at Sarah’s house.. those sleepovers were more like Nikki’s escape. And she’d cried into Sarah, cried about how unfair and cruel life had been to her. How awful her dad was.. how she swore the second she was able to she’d leave and never be caged again.
Caged to a man and his selfish whims.
“He doesn’t love me as much as I love him. He’s scared of me.. like I did something wrong.
I did everything I could to make him happy. Everything. I only ever did what he asked me to do.. And he doesn’t love me.. I don’t know why..!!
Was.. was it seeking comfort in her??
She was doing the only thing she could.
Sarah had a million questions that burned at the back of Sarah’s throat. Begging to be answered but instead she just wrapped her arms around Nikki, her hands trembling as she rubbed circles into her back.
“I let him do so much to me..
I let him ruin me.. but he still doesn’t want me.”
That made Sarah’s stomach twist as the realization of what she meant settled in.
She began to realize more and more that this wasn’t some demonic creature.. this was still Nikki.. but he broke her.. and turned her into someone she wasn’t..
She doing all she was allowed to do.
“Why do you want to stay with him if he doesn’t love you Nikki..?
Wouldn’t you rather be with someone who—?”
Nikki immediately shook her head no, still not moving from Sarah’s arms. Clinging tighter if anything..
I’d rather shoot my fucking brains out than be with someone who isn’t bear..”
The silence stretched out long and heavy.. she should’ve expected she wouldn’t be able to just talk her out of this
Nikki didn’t move or speak for so long.. she was shaking, sobs wracking her whole body till she fell quiet..
Sarah’s ears perked instantly. Eagerly.
Her heart stopped. For a second.. she almost sounded real.
“And please don’t come back.. ever..
I can’t have you coming between me and bear.”
The moment of clarity left as quickly as it came, and Sarah stood up, nodding rapidly. Nikki slipping out of her arms cold and distant like she was never there.
“We’re just friends okay?”
“Right.. because you love—“
Suddenly the duct tape wrapped front door opened. And in walked Baron. And Sarah felt like she had to physically restrain herself with just how furious she was.
Nikki cried out happily, running towards him when he made it barely two steps into the house, swinging her arms around him and pulling him into an almost crushing hug.
“Woah woah woah— Nikki— slow down—! I just got back.”
There was a grocery bag with a few snacks hoisted in his hand.
Sarah glared daggers in his direction.
“Why should she ? God Bear. Act like you love her.”
Nikki smiled at that, arms moving to curl around around his neck. Clinging to her captor she called “boyfriend.” Giggling in a way that seemed oblivious to what was going on around her..
“Hehe— yeah bear. Act like you love me.
This is everything you ever wished for.”
But in reality she was all too aware.
And in that moment what Sarah just said clicked to Bear.
“Wait Sarah- I- I can explain—“
“I don’t want to hear it.”
She glanced over at Nikki one last time.. soaking in the memory her face before shoving past bear to get out of the door.
Bear pressed a quick chaste kiss to Nikki’s lips—
“What—? No Beeaaaarr don’t gooo…!”
Before following Sarah out the doors and shutting it behind him. Right in Nikki’s face
Nikki practically flew to the window peaking her head under the curtain to see what they were doing. Fingers pressed to the glass like child examining zoo animals. Ironic..
“Sarah wait—!! Please I promise I can explain everything- just hold on!!”
“What is there for you to explain Baron—!?”
She hissed back, her head still pounding with anger, her body still riddled with adrenaline.
“I bought a wishing toy—“
“—No listen!! I bought a wishing toy and I didn’t know if it would work but I swear to god it works.
You know how long I’ve loved Nikki and she finally loves me too.”
Hearing that from the window make Nikki smile, pressing her hands harder against the glass as she observed.
“Oh so what? So you trapped her in a wish so you could be with her?”
“what—?! No—!! she’s not trapped- if ANYONE is trapped it’s ME!
She’s going fucking crazy she’s fucking obsessed with me—!!”
“Because it’s not natural for her to LOVE YOU Bear !! You MADE her do that and you’re fucking ignoring it so what? so you can use her body for the rest of her life—!?”
Bear scoffed, shocked at the accusation now stammering for words in a mix of frustration, embarrassment, and underlying shame …
“What the fuck—!? Why the fuck would you say that— I would never I didn’t—“
His words fell short like they were too vile to come out of his mouth. Like he wouldn’t even do Nikki the justice of at least admitting to what he was doing to her.
Sarah scoffed, crossing her arms in annoyance, the angriest smile in on her face.
“Oh okay so you didn’t have sex with her and you have been trying to fix this?”
I tried to alter the wish—“
“You tried to alter the wish.”
She repeated back, and Bear nodded rapidly like he was finally understood.
“Yes!! I tried to alter it-!!”
“To reverse your wish, right?”
“No— just to make it so she acted more like herself so she would do less crazy shit —“
“—And we did have sex with her but she was the one who wanted to..!! More than me—!!”
“Oh my go— LISTEN to yourself—!!“
The argument grew louder and louder, voices overlapping with each other-
“You have no idea what it’s been like she’s fucking crazy Sarah she’s fucking obsessed with me— she- she- she COOKED Sandy’s and made her into a sandwich! she duct taped me in the house and she’s been at my side twenty for fucking seven I can’t even piss without her having a fuckin- nervous breakdown or something !!”
“What’s the verdict: cat?”
She recounted the memory, sick to her stomach..
“—AND WHO’S FUCKING FAULT IS THAT BEAR ??”
Those notes were all starting to make sense..
What’s the verdict.. cat…
One stood out in particular.
“ ‘Not me.’ She’s been trying to tell us this whole time…”
“She’s not in control— whatever your dating is not the real her, it’s not real ! She’s been telling us this whole fucking time with the pictures and the notes- trying to tell you you Bear !!
You took advantage of her and you don’t want to fix it because you’d rather keep getting your dick wet with my best friends mind controlled body-“
“Because I love her Sarah—!”
“That wasn’t love in there that was ego.
You would never do that to someone you love.”
Bear continued talking but Sarah ignored it, getting into her car and slamming the door shut.
“Fuck.. FUCK. I’m such a fucking idiot..!!”
Her shaky hands barely managing to fumble the keys into the ignition before speeding away..
Even when she was home she couldn’t sleep. She kept glancing over to old pictures of her and Nikki. Some from highschool.. some from bars and parties. One of them kissing in the Photo Booth.
She knew something was up. God she knew it and she listened to Bear of all people instead of her gut. Instead of Niki.
She reached over for the picture, tracing her thumb across the long strand of photos they’d taken in the Photo Booth and began to sob. She held the picture close to her chest, hugging it as she recalled the feeling of Nikki in her arms only moments ago. The way she trembled.. the way she begged for someone to understand. And how relieved she seemed when Sarah finally did.
She must have been so scared.
Sarah weeped, her vision blurry with tears.
It was late, nearly midnight. Nikki was curled up on Sarah’s bed in one of her oversized shirts. They’d binged every shitty romance movie they could afford to rent that night, ate all the snacks twenty dollars could buy and now there was nothing but buzzing energy and two girls left.
Nikki turned to Sarah who was fixed next to her, nervously fidgeting with the lense on her camera. Sarah glanced up, a little anxious laugh escaping from her lips.
Nikki responded quickly, laughing as well.. it was infectious. Her laugh sounded like honey. Her skipped a beat as her thoughts began to travel.. part of her wondered if her lips tasted the same. Honey, and infectious sweetness.
“It’s not nothing, you were staring.”
“You so were— spit it out Nikki.”
Nikki let out a soft sigh .. rolling back over on the bed to turn and face the empty ceiling. A long moment of silence stretched before she finally broke it.
“I guess I just.. feel like something’s missing.”
Sarah let her speak, taking that in like she was searching for meaning between each and every word.
Sarah asked curiously, setting her camera down and shifting to be closer on the bed to her.
“Love.. I dunno. I guess that’s the one thing that’s always so out of reach to me. I’m either pushing it away or it’s not coming to me. It’s never what I want it to be. It never comes to me how I need it.. and I’m writing this thing but-“
“But I’m scared it’s gonna be shit and nobody is gonna read it okay-?!”
She laughed.. they both did..
Sarah rested her head on the pillow next to Nikki’s head, Nikki turned her head to face her.
“What if my dad was right about me? What if I’m hard to love?”
“Hey no- no. Absolutely not. Your dad was so wrong about you..”
“You’re just saying that..”
Sarah shifted on the bed, propping herself up with one arm, the other reaching over to tangle in Nikki’s.
“You’re so easy to love Nikki.. you have such a beautiful heart and anyone would be lucky to be loved by you.”
She made a noise that was between a scoff and a laugh..
“Yeah well too bad my the only people fallin at my feet are just guys..”
“Since when do you not like guys?”
“It’s not about them being guys it’s.. it’s just that they’re all the same guys. And none of them know how to love.. none of them love me like I’m art. None of them.. look into my eyes and wonder and try and find new meaning in them everyday.
All they ever do is gawk. And then treat me like I’m confusing, it’s not wonder it’s just confusion and settling for never understanding because I’m a thrilling adventure.. and not something to be loved.”
Sarah took that in, the eye contact that she made with Nikki when she finished talking felt so eclectic.. so undeniably intimate..
“Maybe you’re not looking for a guy. Maybe.. you’re looking for a soul.”
Nikki considered about that.
“Well anyone can have a soul.”
“Is this your way of telling me to try dating girls?”
They both laughed, filling the room with their bubbly tender sounds..
“I mean.. have you tried? Maybe a girl has the soul you’re look for.”
Nikki smiled at that, squeezing Sarah’s hand tighter.
They were quite for a while. Lingering in the moment.. the world around them couldn’t possibly matter. A hurricane could come crashing down on her neighborhood and even still nothing could move them from this room. From Sarah’s bed that had become just as much Nikki’s bed as well..
From this moment. It was enchanted. It was protected.
“I’m so tired. Let’s go to bed.”
Nikki broke the silence but not the awkwardness and Sarah obliged, reaching to turn the bedside lamp off and the fairy lights on.
Sarah sighed, settling into the mattress and tugging the covers over the the both of them. Nikki curled up under the blankets, tugging them fully over herself and leaving Sarah with barely half a leg covered. She scoffed in mock offense and laughed, quickly sitting up and glaring down playfully at her friend. Though her smile betrayed any notion of actual frustration.
“Oh I am not doing this shit with you again Nikki—“
“You know what shit— you’re such a blanket hog—!!”
The two women playfully wrestled for the blanket like kids. Like they could grow old and nothing would ever change. They laughed like hyenas and tugged at cloth till their hands were sore, and between the tug of war Nikki struggled to speak through laughter, but speak she did.
“If you hate it so much why don’t you just sleep closer to me—?”
She said it playfully. Jokingly.. but it made Sarah stop in her track, the blanket slipping out of her hands as Nikki tugged it with way more effort than her friend was.
Nikki asked, like she didn’t understand why that suggestion left her so speechless. Sarah stared. Stared for way to long before finally snapping out of it.
“Jesus you’re acting like I just asked you to marry me.”
Nikki teased and Sarah chuckled back
A stretching her lips despite her best efforts. She had the worst poker face know to man.
She asked, then mentally cursed herself for asking no better yet— having the ability to speak.
Nikki smirked and pulled Sarah down, gently guiding her to lay down next to her. She rolled over, tugging Sarah’s arms around her middle and pressing herself flush against her. Every touch sent sparks through her body. Her arms around Nikki’s stomach, Nikki’s hands holding hers pulling her impossibly close. She was lit up.. her heart was pounding out of her chest. Till eventually it settled, and their breathing started to line up.
Sarah gently nuzzled her face against Nikki’s neck, first tentative, then sure when Nikki hummed in approval. Leaning into the touch like it was something she didn’t know she needed. Unlike Sarah. She knew she needed it. The skin on her neck was unbelievably soft against Sarah’s flushed cheek. It smelled like that warm vanilla lotion she used on her whole body that lingered on her clothes and
Everything that touched her skin..
“Maybe that’s what you should make your book about.”
Sarah suggested softly, her voice a soft devoted sound that warmed Nikki’s heart.
“What? You want me to write a romance.”
Sarah corrected, then continued.
Nikki smiled at that. Like she understood. She hummed, and shifted higher on the bed so that she was eye level with Sarah suddenly turning her body to face Sarah’s. Sarah’s eyes widened slightly when she turned around, whereas Nikki’s fluttered open to look into hers. She seemed so unbothered. But really, she was just better at hiding it than Sarah. Nikki’s eyes forced her to relax. Their hearts beating together so naturally. Like it was always meant to be.
Their foreheads were pressed together, Sarah could smell Nikki’s breath that was reminiscent of something sweet she had to drink. She could almost taste it.
God she wanted to taste it..
she let her eyes flutter shut, let their legs tangle naturally as they shifted mutually closer and breathed in each others air.
“I like your soul, Sarah Harper.”
Nikki murmured softly like speaking into a flame. Whisking her name into the fire and beckoning her closer.
Sarah smiled at that, her hands coming up to brush hair away from Nikki’s face affectionately.
“I like yours too Nikki Freeman.”
They laughed together, every joyful sound bringing them inches closer.. till finally.
A kiss one that neither of them were prepared for and yet. They embraced it. Love in all of its chaos because their touch was all that made sense to them right now..
Their lips brushed softly against one another, over and over and over. Soft at first, then quickened. More curious. Their tongues brushed up against one another. Sarah felt Nikki’s legs loop in closer with hers, making them more tangled then they were before. One of Nikki’s legs slung over Sarah’s while the other slipped between her thighs, making her gasp. Nikki chuckled, depending the kiss and tangling her hands in Hair and tugging slightly, experimentally. When Sarah let out a sharp excited gasp Nikki continued. Gently pulling her head back and trailing soft kisses down her neck. Her plumping lip gloss leaving a tingling sensation on her neck.
Nikki finally slowed, resting her head on Sarah’s chest, feeling it it rise and fall rapidly in attempts to catch her breath..
Sarah was still panting, and barely registered what she said a second too late.
She chuckled as Nikki climbed up on the bed, snuggling in how they were before. Arms intwined, legs wrapped tightly around each other. Nikki’s thigh still pressed between Sarah’s legs sending a rush of heat to her face. While Nikki buried her face against in the crook of Sarah’s neck, Sarah’s hands brushed through Nikki’s smooth dark hair, feeling Nikki’s shoulders drop as she relaxed into her touch.
“I only know because I happen to know a really beautiful soul..”
Nikki asked, looking up at Sarah with soft tired eyes.
She cupped Nikki’s cheeks with both hands—
“And she’s my Mona Lisa.”
—and pulled her into a soft quick kiss.
“Was that a mxmtoon reference?”
Nikki asked speculatively when the kiss broke apart.
“I didn’t know you listened to mxmtoon??”
“I literally have her favorited on my Spotify how could you not know ??”
“Jesus Christ you’re so uncultured— ow—!”
Sarah laughed, feigning injury when Nikki playfully swatted at her.
Nikki ordered, tugging the comforter over the both of them. Her face making it’s way back to the crook of Sarah’s neck .
“Don’t forget about me babe.. when you go off of to Luther and become a famous artist.”
“Hey we won’t even know if I got in till like five months from now.”
“Oh shut up you’re getting in.”
“What makes you so sure?”
Nikki didn’t even hesitate. Just answered.. and Sarah could feel her smiling against her neck when she did.
“Because you’re an artist Sarah. And if you’ve been denied every other application and opportunity then it only makes sense for you to get into your dream school. You’ve worked so hard for this.
…And I also know you’ll be around people like a thousand times cooler me with better music taste and.. you might even fall in love.
And I don’t want to hold you back.
…I don’t want to get left behind either.”
Sarah pressed a tender kiss to the top of her head. Smiling like the notion itself was just dumb.
“There’s nobody cooler than you.
And I’m already in love.”
Nikki seemed satisfied with that, smirking playfully even as her shoulders dropped and her body began to relax with the promise of sleep
It was habitual of them to jokingly flirt with each other, something they ever since highschool. And even when they discovered there might just be more to their story than a tender friendship, that wouldn’t make them loose their spark of humor.
Sarah responded, making sure the blanket covered the both. And then finally.. finally. Let sleep take them.
Sarah examined the picture in her hand. Reminiscing on memories that left her bed feeling especially empty.. and her body feeling like she was laying in quicksand. Those memories could swallow her whole. If they didn’t, the guilt certainly would. She knew Nikki better than anyone. How did she not know something was wrong with her ??
She was so fucking stupid for thinking bear was any different. He may not have wanted it from her, but he still had only one thing on his mind. And now Nikki was trapped. Because Sarah misjudged the situation. Because with all the stress of worrying about getting into collages and getting rejected and all of her own bullshit she let her friend get swept under from the exact thing they swore they’d protect each other from.. the world that was so dangerous for people like them.
She let Nikki face the world alone. And she blamed herself.
And now.. even if she fixed it.. broke whatever curse was on her, would her Nikki ever be the same ? Would she have that artistic soul.. the one that was so passionate for writing and wonder and love.. would she be the same sarcastic soft hearted woman who always gives a piece of what she has to someone who needs it more.
She glanced over to the unopened envelope on her dresser. It was from Luther.. came in the mail this morning. She wanted to open it with Nikki..
What was the point of opening it if she couldn’t share with her?
And what was the point of going to collage if Nikki wasn’t going to be waiting for her when she came home?
There was no one there that was cooler than Nikki.
And there was nothing more important than her.
Even if Niki wasn’t changed forever.. there was one thing that never would change. Her soul..
Sarah still loved that soul.
And she had just one wish for one soul.
To set Nikki Freeman Free.
That night, Nikki laid unconscious against Bears chest, Not fallen asleep. Passed out from exhaustion.
His arms curled around her and a smile crept onto his face.
Finally quite. Finally no anomalies. And he could pretend Nikki wasn’t writhing inside wishing she could crawl out of her skin and finally.. finally die..
Nikki spoke softly.. voice echoing from the distance in the room.
He remarked as if he was annoyed. Annoyed that he had to face her for the second time that night. Nikki..
not the falsified hopeless and utterly infatuated alter ego fantasy self that bear conjured up in mind and projected so he could live in a dream. Which is why he was so annoyed.
Because when Nikki was awake.. really awake. Despite her sleeping form.
When he had to face the truth of what he’d done..
“Why can’t you just kill me..?”
Bear was silent for a moment. He couldn’t care less. Nikki’s pleas for help were nothing more than an inconvenience to him and his perversions. He sat for a moment, ignoring her when she spoke, not moving.
“That… thing.. isn’t me..”
“That’s all I’ve ever wanted.”
Nikki’s blood began to boil with anger.
This wasn’t just frustration. It wasn’t even fury.
Pain that breached the bounds of the wishes magic and Nikki’s cage of flesh, muscle, blood, and bones.
Bear tensed as the lights above his head began to flicker. Along with the bedside lamp, the blow dryer in the bathroom, anything that had a wire connected to it was going haywire. The alarm clock was blaring a sound louder than the devices capabilities.
Her body continued to lay peacefully, while everything in the home began to to scream and alert in disarray.
Her voice was loud. Loud enough that it should’ve woken her body. And yet it didn’t. Bear trembled in fear, body pressed against the headboard as he felt Nikki scream.
Because he didn’t just hear it. He felt it reverberate inside and out of his entire body. The sound was crushing him.
At her shriek the light bulbs busted from the ceiling, glass shattering onto their bed.
Baron cried out. A selfish plea amongst the sea of noises and pain for it to end.
He couldn’t handle the weight of what he’d done. So he wouldn’t.
Every alarm and appliance. There was only a pile of broken glass scatter on the blanket atop of them. The only proof that Nikki had been here, which her fabricated self looked at in confusion.
“What’s going on..? Why are you yelling and— why is the bed covered in glass..”
Bear panted, his expression telling a very different story than his words. His heart still thudded against his chest in panic..
“Ohh. My big Bear.. did you have a nightmare baby~?”
She sat up on the bed, never minding the glass and just shoving the shard filled blanket off of the bed as she smiled up at him. Not gently. A big wide toothy grin
Bear didn’t respond, only looked at her eyes with his own terrified ones. She hummed, reaching out to curl her arms around him and pull herself up, lips making their way to his own, passionately and endlessly till they both needed to come up for air. Though Nikki would gladly suffocate against his mouth if that was what he wanted.
That seemed to calm him down plenty..
“I feel like getting a snack, you’re not tired. Right?”
Of course she was. Her body ached all over.. it’s not like sleep was particularly restful for her at all.
“No— I’m not tired. Let’s go, I’ll cook you something~”
She giggled, kissing him quickly again—
—before hopping off the bed and making her way to the kitchen.
And Bear sighed in relief.
Not knowing how quickly consequences were going to come to him.
Oh my GOD. I am NOT exaggerating when I tell you that I spent ALL DAY writing this I’m so glad to finally be done. Anyways, I’m so happy to finally complete this chapter of my very first published fanfic!! Writing has always been a passion of mine but I usually keep my work to myself. Obsession is quickly becoming one of my new favorite pieces of media, which is new insane for me because I usually hate consuming media that isn’t relevant to my special interests (marvel and sharks.) But Nikki Freeman captured my heart UNDENIABLY like no other character has. I really appreciate the story that obsession tells. A classic “careful what you wish for” and also a spot on commentary on rape culture and the loss of autonomy women experience far too frequently. As an afab person, obsession was incredibly validating to see on screen. To see someone finally talk about how life ruining these experiences can be. I love the use of many “disgusting” story telling like pee and vomit and violence to drive home just how destructive and vile SA can be. I think it was more than just shock value, it was an incredible story telling technique and I really tried to capture that in my retelling as well!!
I’d like to state that I fully intend for this to be a fix-it-fic with a happy satisfying ending. But that doesn’t mean I want to dismantle story Obsession intends to tell and speak over its commentary. I’m simply doing this because I’m a lovesick lesbian and I want to see Nikki happy. I wasn’t unsatisfied with the ending of obsession. Sadly Nikki going to prison was not only the most realistic ending but it made sense and added more the metaphor and added a commentary on how women and victims are often punished for their own trauma. Even as violent acts are being committed against them. It’s a good ending, but I think another perspective is useful too.
Throughout the story we see Sarah be kind of set up to be killed. She’s in love with Bear and is therefore an obstacle in Nikki’s way. And when Nikki injures herself and even without knowing the full context she never considers “hey soemthing may be up with Nikki” she instead goes and offers emotional support to Bear and tries to get that cookie. And again, this honestly great. It’s very realistic to how a lot of female friends can be.
I couldn’t help but think that if Sarah were in love with Nikki she would certainly have a different reaction. When Bear goes to the metaphysical shop and he’s told about how he can ask someone else to make a wish that contradicts his I couldn’t help but think “damn if Sarah wasn’t dead she’d be all over that.
Obsession tells an honest story about the reality of SA and what it is and what it does to a person. It’s beautiful it’s a masterpiece. And I want to tell a story gives Nikki a fighting chance to live cuz (not to get vulnerable) Nikki’s story is real and true for so many victims. It’ll still be there though, and I want to tell a story that gives Nikki the opportunity to overcome her experience and be a survivor (as a survivor myself this means a lot to me) but honestly on a less deep level Nikki’s a freakin sweetie pie and she deserves to be happy.
And Sarah deserve a face.. *looks awkwardly side to side*
Anyways, I hope you guys enjoyed this !! Don’t hesitate to suggest other things you think I should write pertaining to obsession becuase I’m more than happy to do one shot suggestions and other short side fics as well!!
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