Murderer
Mai Alharthy
I've been seeing Logan for a while now. Sweet guy, I suppose. I've liked him ever since we met at the new landowner's meeting about three months ago. Definitely the best boyfriend I've had so far, I've always dated such shitty guys. I'd be certain he's the one if it weren't for this one thing that I know he's been hiding from me... Sure, he takes me out on dates. He buys me flowers and my favorite kind of chocolate. He holds my hand when we walk and he opens his car door for me. We've never fought and we're extremely happy at the moment. Except for one thing that has bugged me for as long as I knew him.
You see, Logan has never told me what his job is. The last time I dated a guy who wouldn't tell me what his job was, he ended up in jail because of possession and dealing of illegal drugs. Police came right in with the warrant, kicked in my innocent little door at my cute apartment and just took him out like trash or something. Which, let's face it, he kind of smelled like that anyway. But I'm pretty sure Logan isn't like that! He's been so sweet to me ever since we met. I've never even seen him drink or take any pills whatsoever. He doesn't carry that addict kind of aura.
He asked me to move in a couple of days ago, you know. Says he really likes me and wants to spend more time with me. I said I'd think about it but, ehh, I don't know. I can't fully trust him until I know what exactly he does. I'd even go with a stolen cliché quote from the Titanic. At least Jack was never on drugs or doing illegal business and all. Before I decided to open up and face him, I had a few guesses in mind. Filthy rich person hiding his money in order to find someone that truly loves him for who he is? Guess I just watch a lot of movies… Or, a lucky gambler? That could be it. I'm trying to give him the benefit of the doubt and stop my mind from wandering to strange places. But I can't keep guessing, I have to face him at some point on this question.
"Here's your plate, darling," I said softly as I set it on the coffee table in front of the sofa. "I'll go get the blankets and DVD," I continued. He smiled at me. We ate then cuddled while watching the movie as usual. Our movie nights were one of my favorite days of the week. For a while, I forgot what I had to talk to him about. I was too busy realizing I'm falling in love with him during DVD pauses. Hey, how could I not!? He'sbeen nothing but perfect to me this whole time. I didn't wanna ruin one of the best relationships I've ever had. But I did have to start the conversation... So I paused Despicable Me and turned to him. I held his hand and looked straight into his eyes, trying to get him to trust me and not get mad.
"Logan, I need to talk to you about something serious," I began. I was extremely nervous and felt as if I was gonna pee. "Wait, I can't, I need to pee first. I'll be right back," he giggled and looked at me lovingly. No, no, no, Logan, don't. I'm supposed to be starting a serious and risky conversation here but you can't just distract me with that look in your eye! It's not fair, I thought. Anyway, I did my business and came back. "Logan, baby, I need to know you're calm first, okay? Are you in a good mood?" I asked.
"I always am when I'm with you, love," he replied.
Noooo, you're making this harder! I thought.
"Okay, well, listen. You know I love you, and it'd be an honor to move in with you, except..." I paused. He took my hand and he kissed my cheek. Alsldhjhk. He makes me nervous and happy this isn't fair!
