Love's a Killing

Prologue

When I first looked into his eyes in the crowded coffee hut, I instantly knew. I knew my life would change, that I could never go back to the way I was before him. I don't know why it was him exactly, but in my heart I knew it had to be him, and nobody else. He would be the first boy I killed. I barely had the courage to go up to him and talk, but if I hadn't then I couldn't have killed him. I went up and said: "Hi. Sorry, I was just sitting across the room over there, and I couldn't help but notice how... well, how attactive you are. And considering you're in a coffee hut I'm guessing you like the stuff, so could I buy you a cup sometime?" He just looked at me with confused eyes, as if I was speaking a different language, and suddenly all the blood in my head rushed to my ears and my heart shrunk. Now that I look back at it, it might have been an anxiety attack. After the longest minute of my life, he smiled his boyish smile and responded, "how about right now? I'm almost out and we're both here." As soon as I saw his lips move, I eased myself. After getting him another medium coffee with three sugars, I sat down. He told me he was only there to work on a paper because his mom was yelling at him. I told him I liked to go to the hut because I like to watch people live their lives completely oblivious of everything around them, how I found it interesting. He started squinting and staring intently at my face as if he was trying to find something. I realized then how odd I must sound to him. After all, he wasn't planning on killing me. After that, he gave me his phone number, told me to call him soon to meet up again. He asked if I wanted him to walk me home, and I declined. I offered the same thing but he said his mom would never let him hear the end of it if a pretty girl like me showed up to his house with him. I started to blush furiously and left the hut. Outside, we had to go in different directions, so he looked into my eyes like the first I saw him and said, "Misty Avele, you have made my day almost as gorgeous as you. And that is a very large amount of gorgeousness to take in all at once." The next thing I remember is him smiling, leaning in, and feeling his mouth against mine; tasting both the drinks we'd had only moments earlier. He walked away and I watched him go. He has such a nice ass, I thought to myself.