My Killer Girlfriend

Chapter 6

The ride home was long and quiet. Neither of us said a word and we hardly looked at each other. She focused on driving, and I focused on anything other than the obvious. Was I scared of her now? I felt like it, everytime she moved I felt like it was going to be the last thing I ever saw. Why? She is the same, small, curly haired girl that I have always known. The one I fell in love with.

Somehow... knowing this side of her, it changed how I think of her. It seems unfair to her, she hasn't changed. She is the same person that she has always been. I didn't want to hold it against her. I might have been crazy, being unbiased to a murderer, but she was also my girlfriend, and I care about how she feels. When we finally got back to the apartment it was late Sunday morning, and I was exhausted.

But you never really know how vulnerable you feel with your eyes closed until you have to try and go to sleep laying next to a killer. I eventually did fall asleep and I woke up that evening, and Lexi wasn't laying next to me anymore.
I checked everywhere in the room cautiously, worried she might be looking to tie up some lose ends. I slowly opened the door to the living room, and looked around. That's when another terrifying thought struck me. What if she wasn't home, and was out killing?

I tried hard not to shake at the thought. I walked into the living room and saw that she clearly wasn't in there. I peeked into the kitchen. Eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! I nearly jumped out of my skin! The sound was so loud and ear piercing. I ducked back behind the living room wall. "Oh, I'm sorry babe. Did I wake you?" I slowly peeked my head around the corner, half expecting to see a body lying on our kitchen table.

But all that's there is Lexi, a tea kettle and a cup in her hand. "Come on sleepy head, my turn to question you. Sit.". She smiled at me and patted the chair. I come into the room and sit down. She had made me tea, and a bowl of oatmeal, which I ate gratefully. I had forgotten to eat for a whole day.

She smiles knowingly and kisses my cheek while I eat. "So how are you dealing with all this Luke? I know this is a lot to take in"

"I'm fine, I think, I've thought about it..."

"And?"

"I'm with you princess."

"Used that nickname before, I like it."

"Well things are a little different now... you psycho, haha"

"Thank you Luke, this means a lot."

"Yeah, well please just don't make me regret it."

"I won't, and Luke..."

"Yeah?"

"I promise I won't ever hurt you."

"I know."

She rests her head on my shoulder while I finish eating. I lean into her. "I do have some ground rules though, my little serial killer." I say half jokingly. She laughs. "You know you are just as crazy as me?". She says, giggling. "I know, so do you think you can control yourself? For me?" I say hopeful. "Yeah, yes I do."