Will it Bloom or Die? (a Jeff and Jane the killer story)

Date?! part 2

After the longest walk in history, Jeff and I finally arrived in the city. And I will admit I hate due walk to wherever we were going. I really hated it and wish that we could have a least called a taxi. Jeff took my hand as he dragged me to wherever.
"You're hurting my hand you dick." I said annoyed. We were in public I don't doh is sort of stuff.
"Well I'm sorry princess but this is what happens on dates so deal with it baby."
"Don't baby me hon!" I joked. No reaction though which got me disappointed. I looked around at all the shops that were still open and one caught my eye. A music shop. I like music and my dad was in a ban-d...
I'm on a date with the person that killed my parents. What the fuck?! What am I doing? I shouldn't be doing this. Mum, Dad I'm sorry. I've done the wrong thing. I've been searching for Jeff for years to kill him for what he did. Shit shit shit!
"Jane!" I jumped at the spin of Jeff's voice. We had stopped walking. He looked at me with a conceded look on his face, "You stopped walking and was staring at that music shop for a few seconds. You okay? Or do you want me to take you in there on our? If you do I'll buy you something." He smiled but not that insane smile. A genuine one. Was he putting on an act for this whole thing. Would he kill me during this so called 'date'?
"Jane sweetie." Jeff groaned, "do you want to go in? Yes or no because you're acting really weird and so far it just feels like I'm taking a kid to a work meeting. Kids don't want to be there."
I laughed. He looked down at me and smiled. He then leaned down and softly kissed me. It was soft and quick. I went red. "Okay then let's go then shall we?"
"Why why did-?"
"That's what normal people are meant to do on dates right?" Normal people huh? Us normal? Please tell me another joke. I wanted to say.
"Okay to the music shop."
We got to the door of the music shop. Inside guitars hung on the wall, a few pianos, drums and even bells. I spotted a plain acoustic guitar and it looked just like dads. I picked it up. Jeff was talkin go the counter person when I felt the blood rush in my body. I held the guitar by the neck and ran up to Jeff. I hit him on the head with it. I broke it.
"You counter man. Get out!" The man nodded and did as he was told.
"Jane what are you doing? We are supposed to be-"
"Normal?" I shouted, "You seriously think you no we are normal. You kill people for fun. You ruined my 'normal' life. Dad had a guitar like this. I can't hear him play it again. I hear mum say I love you anymore!"
Jeff stood saying nothing.
"Heck ever since what you did I never forgave you and vowed to kill you. Now I'm on a date with you. The killer of my 'normal' life-"
"Stop throwing the word normal around so much." Jeff said bubbling up.
"I will Jeff. You were the one who used it. So you know what I'm going to end this 'normal' date for a date that we've had for the past few years."
"Alright baby. If that's what you want bring it!"
I pulled out the knife she got from my house that Jeff used on my parents. He did the same.
"This ends now!"