Commitment Issues. |CENTRAL CEE.

"Different Pages."

"So how has everything been with furthering your career?" The interviewer asked as she smiled energetically.

"It has honestly been amazing, I feel as if i've bettered myself as a person, every step of the way." I answered, smiling at the thought of it all.

"so not to get too personal, but would u mind sharing any information on any recent or present relationships? This has been a question fans are eager for you to answer" She spoke laughing at her last sentence, as i also did.

"umm... honestly... relationship-wise, things have been calm for me. I can admit i've been trying my best to get over a past relationship, which has been very difficult as it ended suddenly... but things have been smooth i guess. Just seems that we were on Different Pages."
I said trying my hardest to keep myself together and to not start to reminisce.

She smiled at me gently, giving me a look as if she was internally telling me that it was going to be okay. All i could do was smile and appreciate the energy she reciprocated.

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Looking in her eyes, glancing at her applying her cherry red lipstick. The mole in the corner of her lips. The way she effortlessly grasped one and their identity in her hands.

'Oh i was gonna have a fun time with her.'

"you can call your boys today...if thats what you want." She spoke, still looking in her hand-held mirror.

One step at a time. Little did she know, this was all apart of my plan. See... i needed her to be my pet. to be submissive to me, but such qualities and a woman like her, it was in a way impossible; but, nothing is impossible it just takes a little work. Firstly.

I needed her to be comfortable around my folks. Then, we needed a connection, and that with her is only possible sexually...And then, she'll see.

The light flash before her eyes, the blood splatter against the walls in her room. oh yes. i plan to kill her in the place where she shall feel peace, conformity, security.

   What will she feel then?
Pain. Agony. Resentment. Betrayal. From the one person she expected that would've became one of sentimental value. See. I want her to fall in love with me. and sooner than later, she will fall for me in different ways, as her blood will be on my hands, and before she speaks her last words and inhales her last breath... she will consume the reaction of all of this extremity. Her own blood. She will taste the pain, which she will continue to feel. She will continue to feel this everlasting pain as she will rot in it.

Whatever it takes. I will get there. It'll be a fun journey on the way.