The beauty of murder.

Date Day

I opened my eyes and tried to stand, tried to lift my arm to push myself up only to find I'm all alone. Not at home. With no friends. Without Cynthia.
A blood red mist enveloped me, shrouding my vision and my sense of direction so I walked and walled for what seemed to be an endless and unseen road with nothing but the mist to keep me company. I took a step further into the crimson and was swept off my feet by a gust of wind that felt like a hurricane.

I felt nothing. No pain from the fall, hot nor cold. It seemed the wind lifted both my spirit and the fog for a few moments,that is until I saw what lay beyond it. Dozens of spikes,knives,hammers,guns and all sorts of different contraptions coverd in blood, dripping down the walls and the rusted metal...then I noticed the more disturbing decorations, the bodies. At least thirty mutilated corpses strung up with chunks of flesh and bone missing in vital places. These were the faces of people I know.

I awoke from a dream or rather a mightmare confused but not concerned, bothered or even curious at what I dream't, but I didn't care about any dream right now, nothing could compare to my reality of being in love and on a date with Cynthia...speaking of which.

"Better get ready then Alex" I mumbled to myself.

Rearranging the cushions on the sofa I checked the clock which read 1:00.

"Plenty of time Alex, no need to worry, just be yourself and hurry up. Don't want to be late now do we?"

I stopped for a moment realising the weird conversation I had with myself and decided it would be best to continue in silence.

After one hour and thirty minutes I had eaten breakfast and showered. Now my next problem. What to wear I thought. After a few minutes I decided to put on a black t shirt with a red jacket, blue chinos and white converse trainers.

Now I had half an hour to get to her
"here goes nothing" I willingly said to myself.

With ten minutes to spare I pulled up in front of her rather nice house with my black BMW. I jumped out and strode up to her door with a smile on my face and I knocked. "Once twice thrice" I smirked.

The door to her home creaked open and then pulled completely ajar. I was astounded by what I saw, she looked even more beautiful than before. (somehow) her hair still cascaded and her smile didn't change. She was wearing a white to shirt that read "I'm both angel and demon".

"You gunna pick up your jaw or shall I do it for you? Or would it benefit you more stand and stare?" She smirked.

"Wow" I was at a loss for a word to describe her so wow was all I said.

She walked down the steps after closing  the door to her house and looking it, then she caught me by surprise and kissed me on the lips...well by all accounts this was more than a kiss because it went on for about five seconds but I enjoyed it.

She was good at it, Really good, but I think I surprised her with my next move than she did me.

As she pulled away I dove straight in giving more than a passionate kiss and a few seconds duration, It lasted about four seconds, I pulled away allowing us to catch our breath and grinned through my teeth.

"How was that? Was that a good enough kiss or would you like more?"

Breaking contact she let out a sigh. " Well I'll admit it, that was the most warming kiss I've had in a while...also the best but if all tonight goes well then there will be more of this and maybe a little more..."