Death with a kiss

Sweet revenge

I walked past the crowd of people. Had I lost my mind? What was I doing here? I pushed the thoughts away and just kept on walking, red plastic cup in hand. A lot of girls were giving me these disgusted looks I just smirked at them, they were intimidated by me and I could feel it. They didn't need to worry about me though it's not like I was going to try to steal their boyfriends, I'd just kill them. I smiled at that thought. WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!! I heard myself ask. I shook my inner voice away though, this had to be done. It was thier fault, they didn't deserve my pity.

I was at some guy's party, I think his name was Jimmy. I had remembered hearing some people talk about it earlier this week and decided it was my perfect chance. I was wearing the sluttiest thing in my closet, I was going all out tonight. I had a super short red dress on with some mega tall black heels. To tell you the truth I was super uncomfortable, my feet were killing me and I was afraid my boob would fall out any moment now.

I walked to get some more of the punch that I wasn't really drinking. I was pouring it down Jimmy's plants which his parents seemed to be fond of since they had so many. One thing was sneaking out to a party a whole other thing's coming home smeeling of alcohol. If that happened I'd be so dead when I got home.

I saw some guy I kind of recognized looking at me from the bottom of the stairs. When he noticed I had noticed him he smiled and winked at me. It was my neighbor, Luke. The one that said I had AIDS. Great, looks like I've found my first victim. I walked over to him smiling back.

"Hey beautiful. You can forgive me for what happened earlier right? You know boys, they can be stupid." he winked, bringing his hand to my face to caress it a bit. I put my hand on his.

"Yea of course I can forgive you, Luke." I smiled. And then I brought my mouth to his ear. "But only if you say we can get a room." I whispered. I could feel him smile at that, and I myself smiled but for a completely different reason. A reason only I knew, I liked that. He eagerly pulled me by the hand that he was already holding from earlier and lead me to an empty room upstairs. Once we were both inside he locked the door and started taking of his shirt, revealing a very nice six pack.

I sat on the bed and couldn't help but laugh a bit. You're disgusting not only can you go through with this but you're actually laughing?! Look at yourself, what have you become? I heard my conscious say. I ignored it, he deserved this. "Slow down big boy. We have plenty of time." I heard myself say before laughing again. It was like being a completely different person. I wanted to stop but although there was one voice saying it was wrong there was another one saying it was his fault, he deserves this and justice is always right.  

"Come here." I said, patting the spot next to me. He did as told and started kissing my neck. I neither enjoyed or disliked it, I was numb. For the first time since making this plan I had started doubting myself. But I pushed it away and told myself to just not think about it, just be numb, I thought. You've come this far and you're going to go through with it, I insisted. I had to do it now or I might not ever get to. I brought his face up to mine by the chin.

"What?" he asked, a smirk on his face. I just looked into his eyes for a while with a sort of blank face on. He looked back at me without a word and just kind of waited. He knew something was coming and he was right although I doubt he knew what. I waited one more second and then I just brought his lips to mine and started kissing. But this time was different. I was so confused. What was happening?

It hurt, it hurt so much to kiss him. I felt like the skin over my heart was ripping open. I was beeing stabbed over and over again. It hurt like hell but I couldn't stop kissing. I thought this was the second step though? What was happening? My heart felt like it it was pushed into a tight space without any space to actually beat and help me survive, I was sure any second now it would altogether stop and explode. But after that the pain just left. And following it was this amazing feeling, like there was light inside of me. A light that was growing bigger and bigger and it was filling me up with warmth. I felt so happy I could feel myself blush. And I felt this strong need to just smile, just smile and laugh. And so I did, I had to stop kissing him to let my joyous laughter out. I turned away from him and laughed with my eyes closed, my hand covering my mouth on instinct. What did this mean though? Why has this time been so different?

I opened my eyes finally and looked down at the ground. I wasn't sure what to do now.. I felt so happy yet so horrible.... Suddenly I felt a hand wrap around my wrist. My eyes grew wide and I turned around slowly. I saw a smiling Luke looking back at me, with the sort of pure lovable happiness I don't think I've ever seen in anyone before.... anyone other than... Adrian?