Violent Love

Chapter5: Murder

IT IS NINE-THIRTY in the evening, and I've been standing here in front of Olivia's bedroom window, little farther while hiding my figure behind the tree. I do peek every seconds until she covers the windowpane through its curtains and flicks off the lights.

"My Olivia. . ." I mutter to myself as I keep on remembering her warm body against mine, when I was inhaling her sweet fragrance just like a full bloomed rose petals-— so fresh.

The first moment when I saw her crying because of that Rico and Lisa, I promised to myself that I will protect her, execute whoever blocks my way to the path of getting her attention.

". . . you'll be with me so very soon."

I am wearing jeans and black jacket with hoodie with my hands in its pockets while walking on the streets in the middle of the night.

By just walking, I remember the very first time I saw her; when I got the work and chance to teach in Wattson High.

I didn't care about her. . . I just thought.

But as the flow of my life in that School, and being a Math teacher just like her, I've noticed how beautiful she is; so beautiful inside and outside.

She is everybody's friend, while I'm just in the corners, isolating myself.

It was our Christmas Party. . . I was sitting in the corner, reading some books while my co-teachers were all busy making shits, partying, drinking and so on. The music was so loud that it could break my eardrums.

Until this woman stepped in my front and all of a sudden, she tugged me on the dance floor.

I was amazed, but I hid it.

"Come on Mr.Leto, let's enjoy the night!" she said when she started dancing, while me was just there in her front looking at her with confusion, and at the same time, with amusement.

Every sways of her hips were awakening my naughty feelings. Although, she wasn't dancing in a lustful way, she did catch my attention.

Thinking about her all the night and days actually brings me into something that I always want to see her beautiful face, the way her lips saying my name . . .the kindness she has shown me.

She's the one who keeps on noticing me- I mean everyone does- but she is the one who cares for me. . . she does care, doesn't she?

Her good aura stimulates me and Olivia is the only woman I want to be with.

And how dare those people to making fun with her feelings? How dare those people to hurt her? for making her cry? Where did Rico get the gut for violating her?

Still walking on the sidewalk, I've seen those humans who made my little Olivia cry coming out from a restaurant. Smiling so devilish, I've got a bright idea on how will I get my sweet revenge.

"Hey!" I say, knocking the window of the car.

Rico opens it and glares at me but he doesn't say anything.

"Mr.Leto?" Liza approaches.

I look to my sides to see if there's a lot of people but only few. Looking back at them, my lips twitch up. "May I go on a ride with you? My car is stuck there, ten blocks away from this place."

They glance to each other then Lisa smiles at me while Rico is just ignoring me. "Sure, sure."

Despite of Rico's objections- by the means of his face- Liza lets me to have a ride with them.

"And why you are walking alone in the middle of the night?" Lisa asks as she turns her head to face me who's sitting at the rear part of their car.