"Oh no she didn't, and hey." She smiled when she spotted me. "Hi." I said awkwardly. "I see you came." I smiled. "I had to escape my family first. Oh, I'm Jeremy, by the way." The girl smiled again. "Selene. And these are my girls." Her friends greeted me enthusiastically. "It's nice to meet you all. I don't want to interrupt girls night, so I'll just head that way." Before I could leave, Selene gestured for me to join them. "Are you sure? I, uh okay." The girls made room for me, and I joined them. This should be interesting.
We chatted, drank, and danced. Before we knew it, Selene and I left the club and snuck into the pool area of the hotel and are making out on one of the lounge chairs.
She stopped kissing me to check her purse. "Is everything alright?" I asked before she took out a key. "Thank god. I thought I lost it." I blinked at her. "What's the key for?" She put it back in her purse and placed it underneath the chair. "Can you keep a secret?"
I nodded my head eagerly. She leaned close and whispered in my ear, "I won the lottery, and this key is to the safe I have the money in. I don't trust the banks and take my stash everywhere I go."
"Wouldn't it be safer in a bank?" She shushed me by kissing me on the lips and we began making out again. As we began to take each other's clothes off, her cell phone rang and she picked it up. "Hello."
She pushed me away as she spoke. "Hey honey. Just getting back from the club. Yes, Stephanie is with me, but she's got company. A sore loser that's from out of town. He works at a thrift store. Can you believe it?" My eyes widen as she's describing me. "That is lame. And get this, he's on vacation with his mom and grandparents cause he doesn't have any friends." My fists clenched as I'm being insulted.
At that moment I decided to kill her. How should I do it? I looked at the pool and grinned evilly. "Talk to you later. Love you." When she hung up she said, "Sorry about that. That was my fiancé. I hope this doesn't ruin our fun." I kissed her to shut her up and she kissed back. Tramp. We removed each other's clothing again and I requested we do it in the pool. "Naughty." She is getting excited.
As she was getting in, I followed her. Unknown to me, my grandmother peeked out the window from her room and spotted me and rushed to drag me back inside the hotel. We have our arms wrapped around each other as we are getting it on.
"Do you really think I'm a loser?" I asked. "I didn't mean it. My fiancé can be a real prick." She began kissing my neck. I sighed sadly. "I thought you were nice." She looked at me annoyed. "What's your deal? You want to do me or not?" I dunked her underwater with all my might. She's struggling as I have her arms trapped to the side.
After a couple of minutes, she ceased struggling and I heard my name being called. "Jeremy!" I look in horror to see grandma staring at me with her mouth slack open. I let Selene go, and jumped out. "Grandma. I can explain." She sobbed. "You killed someone.
How could you? Oh my god. I gotta get the police. Somebody! Help! My grandson killed someone!"
I tried calming her down but failing. Before I knew it I whacked her unconscious. Feeling panic and dread I look at grandma and spot Selene's purse underneath the lounge chair. I made a difficult decision. I bent down and kissed my grandma on the head. "Please forgive me." I said before rushing inside the hotel to get what I needed.
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Thrifty
General FictionMy name is Jeremy O'Conner. I am twenty-two-years-old, have no self-esteem, no social life, no dating life, I hang out with my mom and grandparents a lot, and I'm a cashier by day, and a serial killer by night.