Forbidden love

Chapter one: Through his eyes

Blood slowly dripped off my knife before I wiped it off of my black hoodie. I looked around at the mess I've made and smiled to myself. I finished off a policeman's wife and children, a new record for me. I saw tables flipped over and bookshelves in the ground. Glass was broken from their atruggle. I shrugged it off, cleaning up any evidence of me being here before quickly running out of the trashed apartment into my little car and hightailing out of there.
Once I knew I was far enough away from the murder scene I slowed down and went to the motel. I parked my car, getting out and walking to my door, taking out the keys and inserting it into the keyhole and pushing open the door. I set my things down and went to the kitchen, placing the bloody knife in the sink before heading to the shower, removing my clothes and putting them in a plastic bag. I was thinking in bringing them to the dump for it to be burned so there are no traces of me committing the murder. After I finished my shower I got changed into another change of clothes and rested for about a couple of hours before deciding to head out at in all night nightclub.
I entered the club, suddenly seeing her, Her softly, brown hair reached down to her shoulders and flowers she danced on the floor. Then, her sky blue eyes met with my hazel ones. I felt lost in them as I started to move closer and closer to her until I stopped. The music stopped and so did she. She slowly disappears into the crowd of people as my heart sank along with her. What was this feeling? Love? Possessiveness? I don't know butl it feels... Strange... Why was I feeling like this towards someone? What did this mean for me? Later that evening I seen her again and we made eye contact again I thought to myself... Why haven't I felt like this before I seen her. Is it meant to be... When I got back to the real world she was staring at me thinking is this man crazy. When in reality I am crazy I murder people for fun and for revenge of what they did two me... What they did to make me What I am today. I could only imagine what they felt like after they did what they did... But when I do think about it I get chills down my spine. As I leave the nightclub I think about how I had strange feelings towards this Woman. I get in my car and drive back to the motel and take my room key out put it through the keyhole as I enter the room I go to the kitchen and wash the knife and hide the clothes just in case someone drops by which is highly unlikely and then I start thinking about the girl again and get a strange feeling. I decided that it was nothing and forget meeting her. But then I look out my window and see the same entering the room right best to me. I decided to turn on the television and flip through the channels until I seen... The murder scene. As I continue watching I hear a knock at my door. I look through the window to see that it was the woman from the Nightclub.
I open the door and she asks me why I stared at her at the Nightclub but all I could do is state into her eyes and get lost into them again. But then I came back to my sences and asked, How did you know where I was staying and what room I was in? But she didn't answer Then I tried to close the door but she caught it before it shut completely and I asked to come inside so I let her. So as I thought nobody followed me from the murder scene that was a lie. it turns out that she followed me from the murder scene and to the motel. As she explained her situation I felt that same strange feeling. I wondered what was going on inside her head when she seen me the first time at the scene.