"Do you always promise people?" She looked at me. I half smiled at her. And thought about her question, I did always make promises. But that's what you do when you want someone...you promise them, and make them want you. I've done that with every girl I wanted to kill. Not literally I mean kill her on the inside. Make her hate herself and the idea of love. I liked watching them suffer, wondering what they did to deserve this. I like watching them cry, I like watching their once bright eyes become dull and sad. I like watching them try and get me back. And I love rejecting them and hurting them. I love changing the way they think. I like hurting them. I finally replied looking at her bluish green eyes, "No I only promise to people I love." I was lying. I have not loved anyone in years. I did not love her. She blushed and squeezed my hand. I'll give her 2 more days. And then I'll break her heart. We've been dating for 2 months. I've learned everything about her. Not that I paid much attention though. She talked a lot. And I didn't care. I was just plotting against her. Because I was looking forward to breaking her. I almost started actually liking her..
