The Virginity Killer

Chapter 8

Sorry for not posting! I've been in school and it's been crazy busy! anyways enjoy =)

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“Aaron, you’re being annoying,” I said rolling my eyes at him.

“Anna, you’re being stubborn,” Aaron countered.

            Aaron was sitting next to me on his couch. He looked at me, longingly, but I didn’t know what he wanted. Aaron leaned in and kissed me gently, pulling away and looking for my reaction.

“What do you want me to say?” I asked not looking at him.

“I know you said that you are distant, and just want to have fun, but I wanted to see your reaction in a intimate moment,” Aaron said.

“So you’re studying my reactions?” I asked giving him a strange look.

“In a way. I want to figure you out. You’re the first girl I can’t seem to woo. I know it’s only our second date, but still. You challenge me Anna,” Aaron said smiling.

“Well, I hope you enjoy challenges,” I smiled quickly.

“Anna?” Peter asked.

“What?” I asked.

“Were you just daydreaming?” Peter questioned.

“No, remembering. Anyways, I am going to grab dinner at the hall, I will see you tomorrow?” I asked.

“Yeah. Anna,” Peter said.

“Yes Peter?”

“How is it that you are fine leaving me?” Peter questioned, catching me off guard.

“I am sorry, but I don’t think I follow. If you mean leaving you, as in me staying at my dorm, then that’s easy. I need space. I learned not to attach, simple. I definitely don’t want to get attached to you, no offense,” I explained.

“Oh, okay. See you tomorrow then,” Peter said, waving as he left.

            I walked into my dorm room and the main room was empty. I sat down on the couch and stared at my phone. It had been a hectic day having Greg all nice, and then having Aaron so close to me, and therapy with Peter… It was all over my head. My phone buzzed and it was Cody asking about Math. I ignored his text and impulsively decided to go out…to where I didn’t know.

            Gathering my things, I stuffed them in my bag and opened the door to find Cody standing there about to knock.

“Hey, I was-“

“Get in!” I hissed, pulling him through the door and slamming it.

“What’s up?” Cody asked with confusion.

“Are you stupid? I told you to stay away from me,” I said as calmly as I could.

“You never gave me any real reason to stay away from you. Unless I am still a source of pain, then I will leave,” Cody said.

            I had to debate in my head before I answered. I hated looking weak and like the one who was hurt…but if it meant protecting Cody…

“Yes, I am not over you, so leave, I don’t want to see you again,” I said as I left my dorm, leaving him there.

            I ran to the stairs and to the parking lot, hoping that if Aaron was watching he would pay attention to me, and not notice Cody leaving my room. I got in my car and drove downtown. I was driving a bit recklessly, I admit, but I was wound up. Parking in the garage, I got out and walked off my nerves. I enjoyed walking; it made me less tense. My phone buzzed and it was from Aaron. “I see you.” I looked around but couldn’t spot him. A second later another text came saying, “I miss you.” Now I felt uneasy.

            Suddenly all the control I had with Aaron was gone and I hated that. I decided to text back, “Aaron, I am not happy. I am supposed to be in control, remember?” I stuffed my phone in my pocket angrily and continued walking until I got to that coffee shop I enjoyed. Sadly there was no Internet in there, but I needed a short escape from reality. I sat down with my cup of tea and pulled out my book. I was in the middle of an engaging chapter. I forgot about everything for just that time. My favorite character was in a fight with his enemy when someone sat down with me.

            I was scared to put my book down, but did it. My worst fear was confirmed. There was Aaron Daniel Sanders, sitting across from me.

“Hello Anna,” Aaron greeted solemnly.

            I tried to find my voice but all I could think about was my last memory of him and I shuddered.

“Anna, please. Let me explain my unacceptable behavior,” Aaron said.

“Aaron, no. Leave or I am going to scream,” I said.

            Aaron looked angered but kept his cool. He looked around desperately then back at me.

“It’s not what you think,” Aaron said.

“Aaron, I know who you are. You should leave,” I replied.

“And who am I? What makes you think you know me?” Aaron asked defensively.

“You are Aaron Daniel Sanders. Also, The Virginity Killer,” I whispered trying to hold in my tears.

“Sweetie, don’t cry. It’s not nice that you call me such a name,” Aaron said sitting back in his chair, arms crossed.

“Aaron, you have to let me go,” I almost begged.

“No,” Aaron said defiantly.

“Then answer me this. Pay attention okay. While at the funeral of her mother, she met a man who she didn’t know. She found him to be amazing. She thought he was her dream man so much that she fell in love with him in that moment, but forgot to ask for his number and couldn’t find him. Only days later, she killed her sister. Now, Aaron, tell me the motive she had to kill her sister. Think about it, then answer,” I demanded.

“I know what you’re doing. You want to see if I’m a psychopath. That question won’t work on me because I already know the correct answer,” Aaron said shaking his head.

“Aaron, you knew the agreements to whatever we were when we met. I like control, so either give me back control or I will leave you,” I bravely said.

            Aaron was caught off guard and thought for a moment.

“I am sorry, but I also want control. So now it’s up to the more dominant personality,” Aaron smirked.

“You get off on this. God! Challenge accepted,” I said putting my book in my bag and getting up to leave.

            I only braved doing this because Aaron is an organized serial killer. There’s a routine to his kills, so he wouldn’t dare lose his temper if the ritual couldn’t be performed.

“Good day Anna,” Aaron said not turning to see me leave.

            My thoughts raced and the only one that really stuck out was where were the police? How did they not see him? Aaron is making a point that it’s incredibly easy to access me; he is trying to freak me out. I just doubled my psych homework, now I have to research serial killers and learn their behavior. I have to protect myself and the ones I love.