Fatal Attraction

My arrival

         As I sit, waiting to arrive at the building that the escapees hide out, I start thinking about what kind of man would let out psychotic killers in the first place. Was he sane or insane? Was he the type to let them out just to cause problems for the city? I would think both would be more accurate considering that they are out and terrorizing the city. The silence in the car grew bigger and my nerves still a little shaky as well. I hear Jerome huff a bit and move his hand toward the radio to turn  on some music, but I stopped him midway. I don't know why I did, but when he stared at me in confusion I knew I had to come up with a reason.  I don't notice that i'm staring off into space when I was trying to think of a reason. It somehow went from why, to the feel of Jerome's hand, to snake skin, to actual snakes. I hear my name being called and fingers snapping. I moved in my seat. "Snakes are very smooth and beautiful." I say aloud but don't realize. I notice my hand was still on his and move it. "Sorry. I was going to say something but I forgot. Nevermind." I turned towards the window to watch buildings go by.  I, then, hear a crunching coming from the back seat. The sound itself makes me cringe, it's like listening to a cow eat. I turn my attention to the backseat seeing Greenwood eating some kind of snack bar he had. "Say, Betty, how about eating with your mouth closed. Just because you look like a cow doesn't mean you have to sound like one." That earned a crazy laugh from Jerome.  Greenwood's face grew red hot. "See I called you Betty because you ate girls. So there is a good chance you have some female parts lurking in there somewhere." I say pointing to him. I giggle a little bit and return facing forward. 
      I can faintly hear Jerome humming a little tune over in his seat. I stare intently on Jerome and his driving. He almost seems normal. Almost. But I don't believe that he could even act normal around people. I started studying his facial features. His eyes, they're like a deep sea green. His pinkish cheeks. And his lips, his pink small lips. My eye move down to his chest. It looks so firm. So firm.. Noticing that I was staring at him, he looked at me and then back to the road. "Take a picture, it lasts a bit longer." I could feel my face redden. I turned my face back towards the windshield. "Shut up." he laughed. " You were staring, so what else could I say?" I huffed. "I was not staring. I was watching the buildings go by, familiarizing myself with the area. I did just move here." He laughed at me a little. I sighed a little bit. "Ya know, I was kinda surprised when you just  left your mom in the hands of two psychotic killers and let her die." Jerome stated. I shifted my body in my seat and closed my eyes. "Let's just say that karma took too long so i gave it a little push forward. I put her in a life threatening situation and needed to figure out how to get herself out of it. She did the same thing to me and it turned out fine for me. But I guess i'm just a unique specimen that has nothing in common with my parents." Jerome laughed. "That's a trait that most kids have and most adults lose. They learned to suck it up, but the really special kids don't and grow hateful towards their parents later." 
       I watched the buildings pass by my window, thinking of a song that I heard from a show. I start humming it quietly to myself.  "What's that song you're humming? It sounds beautiful." I didn't even notice that I was humming that loud. "It's called Unraveled. It's originally in Japanese, but I heard a girl sing it in English, and I just fell in love with it." "Hmm. I've never heard of it. But that's probably because it's a Japanese song. Can you sing some of it? Like the Chorus?"I sighed. I really didn't want to. "Okay, but you can't make fun of my voice. I don't usually sing often." He laughed. "I won't laugh at your voice." I took in a breath and tried to remember the chorus. 
                                             " I'm standing here, watching the world as it falls around me
                                                 You're so close but I hope that you stop searching
                                                  I don't want you to foresee what I've become
                                                                         So please stop looking
                                                  I don't want to hurt you, It's not my nature
                                                A monster born, I'm fading more, can't be your savior
                                                            I'm falling victim, remember the old me
                                                                            As who I still should be 
                                          The endless pain of solitude; wraps tight around my fortitude
                                            Those memories inside me, innocently they pierce through
                                 I can't escape, I can't escape, I can't escape, I can't escape, I can't escape
                                                                   I can't escape this Unraveled Ghoul"                

      I take a breath as I finished the chorus. "That was pretty good." Jerome said. "You're voice is very beautiful, especially because you got into the song." He smiled. My god that smile. I can't tell if it's a sweet smile or an evil smile, but either way it's beautiful. The way his cheeks form when he smiles, and how his lips curve into his cheeks. It's so.... for the lack of words, so attractive. "You're staring again. Let me guess, memorizing the surroundings again? Maybe I should give you a map of the city." I turn my back to my window. "I don't need a map." I huffed. "Memorized the streets through my window already, huh?" His sarcasm is slightly annoying. But as soon as I was about to say anything, we pulled up to this large building. He pulled into this parking garage, all the way to the top. He parked the SUV and turned it off. He then unbuckled his seatbelt, opened his door and got out. He closed it and walked over to my side and opened my door.  I unbuckled my belt and turned my body  towards him. He puts his hand out for mine and helps me out. We walk into this elevator on the rooftop. Jerome pushes the button to the floor below us. The elevator starts moving and I'm standing between cutie and the garbage disposal.
             I can't tell if I'm happy about this situation or not. I sighed heavily as the elevator stops and the doors open. They walked me into a room that looked like a dining room mixed with a kitchen and a living room. It was pretty open though. A had a beautiful view to the city. "Good Afternoon, Miss Erin Johnson. Thank you for joining us. My name is Theo Galavan." He moved his hand towards me for a handshake. I shook his hand. "And why do you want me to join the Maniax in the first place?" "I see. You're confused about why you. You're not a criminal...Yet. But you do have a history that put you in a very serious situation, but fortunately you weren't sent to prison. Yes, that's right. I don know that you killed someone. Probably to protect yourself, but can you say that you actually didn't take at least a little bit of pleasure while doing it? If not, we can recreate that moment for you to find out. You can do whatever you want here, well mostly the criminal acts are under my command though. But you don't have to say anything right now, you can think about it while in the comfort of your new room. Jerome, please show Miss.Erin to her room. " "Alrighty then. Miss. Erin? Ladies first." He walked me outside the room and into the hallway. He guided me into this fancy looking room, a bed with satin red sheets and comforter, walls that colored with cream, a walk in closet, and a bathroom. "I think I'm in love with this room. It's so pretty." Jerome laughed at my comment. "So does that mean you're gonna join us then?" I face him. I didn't noticed how close he was behind me. "I just might, but this bedroom itself isn't going to sell me right off the bat. I need something else that will finish it off." He takes a step closer to me. He is now so close that I can feel his breath blowing on my cheeks. "Like what?" My face grows warm a little. He moves his face closer to mine. "I don't know yet. Let me think about that as well." He chuckled and turned around and left. I sighed. That was close. I sit on my new bed and fall back. What am I going to do? My eyes grow heavy and I start seeing black. And then fall asleep.