She was the most stunningly beautiful girl I had ever laid my eyes on. Though she was small as an ant, her personality was feisty as an untamed lion. Her long dark brunette locks glistened and shined as the sunlight beamed down on her scalp. Everytime our eyes met.. I felt like I was looking into my own personal heaven. Her smile shone like the sun, as well along wih her silked skin which was tanned to perfection. Her skin color reminded me of a golden roasted marshmallow. I always was able to pick her out in a crowd due to her wonderful aroma which reminded me of a large, green meadow filled with beautiful orchids; Much like the ones you see in movies and on tv. She walked as a model would and when she spoke with her strong, yet soothing voice, my heart rapidly sped up. Her voice reminded me of a clear blue flowing river on a hot summer's day. She was sweet as candy and would never hurt a fly. I was always so ecstatic to see her.I was in love. This is why the task she so heartlessly agreed to partake in surprised me, and everyone who has ever known and trusted her.Alone and homeless, she sat on the cross streets of 5th and Broadway Avenue. She had lost all hope in life. She woke up every morning in that broken down car which she called home. She always looked around and was reminded that she had no money, no real home and no job. Every miserable moment of everyday, she questioned the point of living. *why be here if i have nothing to be here for? * She was slowly waking up on yet another cold and wet winter's morning when a man, tall as a skyscraper, dressed in an all black trench coat and a bloody patch covering his left eye, walked up and hovered over her.She sat in the snow in silence, listening to the mans warm breaths until the man finally spoke to her. He crouched down and explained to her that she didn't have to be homeless anymore, that he could "fix all of her problems. " He told her that he would arange for her to have a well paid job and a free place to live if she agreed to his offer. Shaking and shivering as she absorbed the information, she hesitantly took the job he offered without even asking for a description of it. She figured, anything could be better than being homeless for another 6 years.After only 3 days of working for this mysterious man, she figured out exactly what her job title was. She thought nothing of it though. She figured, it couldn't be as bad as it sounded. Her first mission was to find me, Sean johnson and lure me in. She slowly wandered the streets of Brooklyn, New York with only a crinkled picture of my face, and an address of my ex co-worker, Jack, who I haven't spoken to in years. She approached the apartment of Jack and hesitantly knocked on the cracked wooden door which creaked as she slowly walked up the porch steps.An old man, short and wrinkled with a heavy tuna breath answered the door puzzled to see a beautiful woman like her at his door.She introduced herself and eased herself into asking about me.In a matter of seconds after hearing my name fall from her mouth, he rudely slammed the door on her, and the clicking of his 6 door locks were heard.With a look of confusion, she continued on her journey to find me and then BAM! There I was, exactly where she had originally started looking for me ; The cross streets of 5th and Broadway Avenue.She slowly walked up and started telling me about herself. She was stunning, how could I not listen to every word that slipped out of her thick glossy lips. She explained who she was and what she liked to do.We have practically everything in common. I like food, she likes food. I like life. She likes life. That's almost everything! It couldn't just be a coincidence that I met her on the street like that. There had to be a catch, but I didn't care. I set that though aside and day by day our relationship began to grow. I was happier than ever.I wanted to know every detail of her. I wanted to get to know her inside and out. About only two short months later, she called me sobbing. I was terrified! I didn't know what to think. I'm not really the lovey dovey type of guy. I don't know how to deal with feeling like this. I figured that asking what was wrong with her was probably a good place to start, so that's exactly what I did. She was so worked up. I couldn't hear a word she was saying through her sniffles and wheezing besides the breathy words sliiping out of her mouth. She managed to dlip out the words I'm sorry and right after that I heard those three dreaded beeps in my ear. She hung up.Holding back tears, I called her back quicker than I've ever called anyone and demanded her to come over so I could try and comfort her.I heard a loud knock on the door. A heavy knock. Too heavy to be a woman's knock. My heart raced and felt as if it was going to beat out of my chest as I looked through the peephole in the door and saw a man in a large black coat. I opened the door, and immediately was attacked by him. Face to face, we lay. I was terrified for my life.Kassidy barged in the room not a minute too soon and called the man by name. Karl!!! She screamed. He stopped hitting my torso with this large fists and replied to her with "you wouldnt do the job so I have to take it into my own hands." I then got a flashback to 10th grade and knew exactly who it was.Creepy Karl? I hadn't seen him in years. Back in highschool Karl was known as the mega nerd. To fit in I started calling him this name and everyone joined in. That's why he's after me.I pushed him off of me and looked at Kassidy in despair and disbelief. Why would she do this to me. So many questions roamed through my head that needed answers. She looked back at me in a way that seemed as if she was going to explain everything right then and there.Karl gave her an ultimatum. Either she finished her mission and killed me, or he would kill us both.
She looked at me with watery eyes and then him, then back at me again and dropped the weapon she had on her waistband on the bed which was now stripped of all blankets from the assault that happened earlier. She put her hands up, gently kissed me and quietly shed a tear. I'm sorry she said. Then... BOOM!!! That was it. She was gone, We were gone. In a pool of blood we lay, holding eachothers hands, slowly finding our way to ther other side. The best part is, we did it together, as if we were still together in the real world. We had to face the facts though whether we liked it or not. This was our real world now.
