Falling For A Murderer

Clubbing

It waa 4:30 Saturday afternoon and I was going clubbing with Charlie this evening. Hmm, what to wear, what to wear? I pondered this for a few minutes as I looked through my closet. I had a walk in closet and God, it was amazing. I flipped through my dresses before settling on a thigh high sleek black dress. I laid it on the bed along with a red lace bra and matching panties, then I found my red pumps and put them on the bed beside the dress.

I hopped in the shower and washed my hair, shaved, bathed and washed my face. I got out and blow dried my hair and then did my makeup. I did a simple smoky eye look with mascara and winged eyeliner, I put on some red lipstick and then got dressed.

I finished at 6:30. Don't judge, it takes a girl a bit to get ready for a date. I ate a quick sandwich, pb&j, my favorite kind and finished right before the bell rang. I opened it up and gave Charlie a kiss. "You look ravishing." He said as he eyed my outfit.

"You don't look too bad yourself." I told him as I checked him out. He was wearing black jeans, a red shirt, black boots, and his hair was slightly messy (in a sexy way) like he had just gotten out of bed.

"Why do we always end up dressing alike?" I asked curiously.

"Great minds think alike." Was all he said as he took my hand and led me out the door. Time for the club!

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We were having so much fun right now, his hands were on my hips and I had my arms laced around his neck. "Would you like something to drink?" He asked.

"Yes please." I smiled up at him before going to sit down while he went and got the drinks.

Right before I sat down somebody asked me a question, "Hey umm what's your name?" The guy asked in a husky voice. I started to turn to answer his question when his hand clasped over my mouth. I realized to late that he also had a rag soaked in chloroform. Chloroform sucks ass. I thought as the blackness descended.

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Charlie pov

I walked towards the bar to get some drinks when a random lady came up and grabbed my arm. "Hey sexy."

"Umm, I have a girlfriend. I would appreciate it if you would take your hand off of me please ma'am." I stated calmly. I didn't like this one bit, I just wanted to get my drinks and go back to Allie.

"Oh but mister, I want a dance from the cutest guy in the room!" She stood up on her tiptoes and wrapped her arms around my neck she shoved her breast in my face. "Seriously woman, your like 20 years old, I am a 25 year old man, back off!" I spat in her face, I yanked my arm out of her tight grip, grabbed my drinks and went to the other side of the club, where I had left Allie at. There was only one problem, she wasn't there. I waited 10 minutes before I started freaking out. She definitely was not in the bathroom and I knew she wouldn't just leave me like this, again. Something was wrong, Allie had been kidnapped. I ran out of the club and jumped into my car, I knew I had to save her.

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Allie pov

I woke up and immediately started freaking out, I'm handcuffed to a bed and I have duct tape over my mouth, preventing me from speaking or getting free. The door opens and I pretend that I'm asleep, needless to say, it doesn't work. "Hello sweet Allie." Oh my god. Is that the same guy who asked for my name last night? I think it is. My eyes shoot open and I try but fail to get out of the cuffs. Ooh, an idea pops in my head and I stick my tongue out of my mouth, pushing the tape off slowly. Trick works every time, the tape falls. "Who in the fuck are you?" I ask, my voice raspy from disuse.

"You don't remember me? I'm honestly surprised that you don't remember. Oh wait, you never saw me. Anyways, my name dearest Allie, is Xander. Welcome to your new home. He gestures around the room with his hand. He was dressed in a sleek black suit with a red tie and some black dress shoes, his black hair was slicked back to show off his face and his bright silver eyes stuck out.

"Anyways I wanna show you something." He undid my handcuffs and guided me out the door. He led me down the hall to a cherry red door, he opened it and I gasped in horror.

All over the walls were pictures, newspaper clippings and places where I hung out. He was staring at the room, hands clasped in front of him with a happy smile on his face. This bastard has nerve! I spotted a few pictures of me with other people, friends, acquaintances and Charlie. All their faces were scratched out with big red X's over them. He was insane, mentally ill.

"YOUR INSANE!" I screamed. I kick him in the balls and run out the door. This house was huge, it wasn't trashy but super clean, like OCD clean.

"YOUR GONNA REGRET THAT ALLIE!" He yelled as he pounded after me. I sprinted down the stairs and ran to the front door. I twisted but nothing happened. Oh no, realization dawned on me, the door was locked. I felt a stinging pain in my scalp, I felt my wrist snap and then I was slammed into the floor. Xander was straddling me and he had my limp wrist in his hand. I cried out from the pain and then he punched me in the face. The darkness descended upon me and this time, I welcomed it.

When I awoke for the second time today, I found Xander sitting on my bed beside me. I was no longer in cuffed and my wrist was in a cast. He gently stroked my hair, not realizing yet that I was awake. God, he is one creepy fucking dude.

He finally noticed that I was awake, "Sorry about your wrist. I shouldn't of hurt you. Please forgive me baby, I love you." Ok up the creepy stalker factor to the max.

"Why?" I asked, my voice sounded frail and weak.

"Discipline." Was all he said. Asshole. He added, "Your just mad that I know everything about your past." He smirked.

"What?" I gasped in horror, nobody knew that except Charlie and Frankie.

"Well, your mother and father were brutally murdered right in front of you and you did nothing about it, you could have called the police but you didn't, you just watched them bleed out. You tried to commit suicide when your sister Marcy was stabbed to death. You said you 'Couldn't handle the pain.' Umm let's see, you got wasted one night and had this huge fight with your best friend Sallie, you lost that friendship and she was killed a few days after. Let's see, everyone you love is killed and you did nothing about it. Even your little baby boy that you had when you were 18, after you were brutally raped as 17 in an alleyway. You left Brooklyn to get a fresh start but you missed the fact that you had a stalker." He paused to take a sip of his beer, "If you fall in love with me, nobody else dies, if you try to run from me, I will snap lover boy's neck and stab and rape Frankie right in front of you. You will watch them die."

"Over my dead body!" Charlie shouted as he burst through the door." Holy fucking shit! He was here to save me from this monster!

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This chapter is dedicated to Sugababe16 she came up with this idea and she is such a lovely follower. Comment and vote!

~Camy~