"Sleep well, beautiful." I say, caressing her cheek. And Kate is in fact, beautiful. The most beautiful girl I'd ever seen in my life. I want to tell her all of my thoughts, all of my feelings, but I'm wise enough to know I'd come off too strong, too fast.She blushes and tells me goodnight before shutting her apartment door.
I keep thinking about that phone call earlier tonight. She didn't seem to be on good terms with her parents, which is understandable. I don't know much about their relationship, but if that phone call says anything, it's that her parents are complete assholes to their daughter.
I sigh as I open my car door and slide in, typing the address into my gps. As I drive down the dark and empty road, I can't help but think about Kate again. She occupies every corner of my mind, every corner and crevice has been invaded by the thought of her. My once crowned mind has now been put at ease with the thoughts of her.
I pull up to the dark and dreary house and get out of my car, putting on my gloves and grabbing what I need before I make my way up to the door.
I never imagined I'd find someone so perfect. Perfect for me. She is everything I'd ever hoped for, and more. Everything I own, everything I have, I would give it all up for her. I don't want to be hasty, I want to take it slow with her, show her how much I care for her. I don't want to scare her or cause her pain, I want to make her happy, happy with me.
I roam the empty house and try to find my way around. If I had been given more time, I would have been more careful, planned this ahead. This is my first time doing something like this, so I probably would have tried to get some help.
I see a cracked door with a light on inside and from what I can see, it's his bedroom. I approach it quietly and peak inside. I hear the shower running and let out a sigh of relief. At least I have some time to get my bearings, prepare a little bit.
I walk over to his dresser and see pictures on it, pictures of him, just him. Who displays pictures of themselves in their house? They're not even with any friends or family, it's just him posing for the camera.
I walk over to the bed and sit on it, placing my knife and gun next to me. I don't plan to kill him, I don't think Kate would appreciate that.
Kate.
She is just so perfect, such a kind heart she has. Everything about her is so unique and special. She makes me crazy, she makes me feel things I've never felt before.
Crazy. I laugh to myself. Crazy is right. I mean, look at my situation, I never imagined I'd be doing something like this. That girl is something special.
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RomanceI look up at him, his green eyes hungry with lust, blood clinging to his shirt. "I don't think you understand Kate." He takes a step closer to me and grabs my chin softly. "I would do anything you ask me to." I would almost be touched if I didn't k...