Chapter 7

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   And that's why I'm sitting at the table discussing why we can't all just kill people who don't know how to stock groceries properly with my 21 year old girlfriend.  So yeah, life's crazy, and I'm sure it will get worse, but hey!  What's the worst that could possibly happen, I sleep with a real life murderer, what's going to top that on the danger scale?! 

   I climb into bed with Lexi and she snuggles up next to me, we are both exhausted, and looking forward to the weekend.  We we're both so relieved to wake up this morning and realize that it was Friday.  Work has really been getting to us both. 

   She has been working as a nurse, which has been the topic for many conversations on how ironic that is, and I have been working as a data analysis for a large internet marketing company called Net Co.  We still live on campus, we like it here, and Lexi still has her love for the local shops around here.  So we are going to live here for a while at least.  I just hope she doesn't make a mistake that forces us to move. 

   She's told me that she has had to do that before.  I still worry everytime she goes out?  Is this the time she is going to get caught or killed?  I never know, but I do know she is safer than she was.  She only goes out about once a month now, one time she even missed a month for our anniversary.  So she is getting better.  I'm proud of her. 

   I made her go cold turkey at first, and that ended horrible.  She would freak every night, complain about nightmares, hurt herself, and  she almost killed herself on the third day.  So we can never do that again, we are just trying to work it down to as little as possible.  Idk much about how she doesn't get caught, or how she even does it.  I figure the less I know the better.  But it is still definitely an unavoidable part of our life together.

  I glance over at her.  I love her to death, literally, and I would never let anything hurt her.  Not that she'd ever need my help, even if it is a disguise, she is adorable, she seems so fragile and helpless.  I mean, she needs my help to reach the top shelf!  It's hard to believe that she could kill, well, anyone!

  Let alone some of the victims of the BU Butcher that I've seen on TV.  A two-hundred pound Marine!  I actually had to ask about that one.  Even though it is crazy, and morbid, and far from normal, this is our life together, and I'm happy with it.

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