I Think it's Him

Chapter 4: Dates and Death

Chapter 4: Dates and Deaths

*******Later*******

~Marie's POV~

Ugh its 7:45 and he isn't even here yet. Maybe he forgot about the date. Maybe he forgot where I lived. Or maybe he thought about it and didn't want to be with me. Then I heard a knock on the door. Either way how doe's he think he's gonna win me over being late on our first date. Ugh I hate the word "date" when it comes to him. Maybe I should just call it 'hang out time'. Yeah that's what it's gonna be called. I open the door and seen a well dressed Carlos. My mouth was slightly open. He had on a black suit and dress shoes, his hair was combed back and he had on a gold watch, and damn he looked sexy in that suit. I greeted him and looked down at myself. He looked 10x better than I did. I didn't even get dressed up. I had on a peach peplum top and skinny jeans with converses.

"You look beautiful Maria."

"Thanks, You too."

"I look beautiful?" He lightly chuckled.

"No, uh I mean, um you look nice." I didn't want to say sexy, handsome, gorgeous, etc or he would think I'm falling for him.

"Thank you not as much as you" Lies. We stood there for a minute or so then I finally said something.

"Soo... Are we gonna leave or nah?"

"You know it" We got in his car.

"Where are we going?"

"On a date."

"OK, But where?"

"You will find out when we get there." He gave me a evil grin.

"It's been 20 minutes can you please tell me now?"

"Nope."

"A restaurant?"

"Nope."

"The movies?"

"Nope."

"The beach?"

"Nope. You won't guess it."

"Can I have a hint?"

"You ask alot of questions."

"I'm just curious."

"Its a surprise."

"I hate surprises." I know I was getting on his nerves. I was just a curious person. I never been on this side of town. It looks like a festival. It took 45 minutes to get here. It was decorated with lights, it had music, a huge space for dancing, lots of food, people, and beautiful flowers. There were people dancing, kissing, eating, and just having fun. Everybody here were couples. And then there were me and Carlos. Just friends. Nothing more. We got out of the car and entered the festival.

"This is beautiful Carlos"

"It is. HEY LOOK!!!!!" He pointed towards the restaurants. It was like 5 restaurants to choose from.

"Which one do you wanna go to?" I asked.

"Its your choice your the special guest tonight." What did he mean tonight? Were there other girls? Are there gonna be more hangout times? I didn't understand.

"Hmm that one looks good." I sounded like a pig when I said that.

"It is good."

"Good. So you've been here before?"

"Yep. I grew up over here. I had to move because I kille-.." He stopped talking. What the actual fuck is he talking about. He killed someone?!?!?! I'M EATING DINNER WITH A MURDERER!?! OK stay calm stay calm. I had a creeped out look on my face. Should I ask him? Maybe its personal. Should I run? What if he has a gun? Should I tell the police? What if he planted evidence on me? What if the police pulls us over and he pins it all on me. I am freaking out! HE KILLED SOMEONE!!!! Who did he kill? Why would he kill anyone? Maybe it was one of his ex's. Is he saying that to scare me? Then I finally realized I was just standing there with a dumb look on my face. I just tuned out on him. I heard his voice.

"Marie! Marie! Marie are you Ok? Talk to me. Were you even listening? Our table is ready! MARIE! Come on Marie what's wrong?"

"Nothing I was just thinking."

"Did you hear what I was talking about?"

"Erm... No."

"I was saying when I lived over here I killed some..........."