My Boyfriend's a Killer

Downstairs

"Babe get inside the house now and do not answer the door. Go downstairs and behind the "place" i showed you." Michael demanded.

I searched his face for something to tell me why. Feeling frightened of this Michael i jumped out and shook my head. This is what i get for dealing with someone who's broken. Well breaking other people.

"Hurry up Kira you cannot be "home" when the police show up."

Someone's dead and i cannot be apart of it. "Babe i'm just going to head over to my mom's house. She's probably worried sick about me since i didn't show up for dinner." I tried to go over to my car but something was keeping me from walking away. I turned around to see that Michael was standing behind me holding my arm behind me with rage in his eyes.

"You're not going anywhere Kira. Get inside the house now." Michael said a little to nicely for tis moment.

"Michael i just need to see them. I'm only 15, and you're only 17 i still want to see them while they're alive." I begged searching his eyes for some kind of understanding.

"I don't care. Kira i already told you we are by ourself now, we only need each other. Right?"

I didn't answer him. I knew he wanted me to go in the house and forget about everyone else in my life but i can't my mom and my dad are my life, besides for Michael.

"KIRA!" Michael boomed.

I flinched at his sudden outburst and looked back up to him feeling tears burn the back of my eyes.

"Kira, baby, i can't deal with this right now."He said picking me up bridal style and carried me into the house. The house that he stole from his real estate agent after he threatened her of giving to him for free or he'll burn her house down with her kids inside. He did. 

I know what you're thinking, why am i with him right now? He's a killer, evil, a psycho even, but i love him. With all of my heart because hew used to be different. He used to be good. He still is good. He's never really physically hurt me.

I still remember when we met...It was in the summer and i ran into him while i was reading a book called Gone by Michael Grant, trying to get to the coffee shop down at the end of the street and couldn't wait till i could see what happened to Sam when i ran into this guy, Michael. I immediately started to say i'm sorry because i didn't want to seem rude like these average Floridians, so i had to do something. After like my 7th sorry he said it was okay and that he read the series before. That kinda got me upset because i just found this book feeling a little left out. He chuckled sensing my attitude change and said he wouldn't spoil the book for me. After that we kept hanging out and he asked me to be his girlfriend at the cafe at the corner and everything was great. Until he told me that we couldn't be with each other. I asked him why and he said i wasn't ready for his life. Me being stupid and in love wanted to stay so i said nothing kept with him acting like he never broke up with me. For about a week, he tried to get me to leave but i ignored him and eventually he told me why he wanted me to leave. Then after i told him i wasn't leaving he told me everything. I kept my face blank so he couldn't stop and tell me to leave but what he was telling me was impossible.

"Kira my dad is a serial killer. I can't have you killed. If you want to stay with me you have to be like me. And no not a killer just a helper like my girlfriend, but i need to know you will never leave me. If you leave you're leaving me in risk and i would have to kill you. And i love you Kira i do and i don't want to kill you. because as the quote goes "like father like son" is true in this situation"

His words sometimes still haunt me but i look up to him with gratefulness because he could've killed me before. He seen something in me. Plus half the time i forget he's a serial killer that everybody wants to kill but doesn't know its him.