Genie of DEATH.

PROLOGUE: "Kiss Me."

"Kiss me, Ki-Ki-kiss me, infect me with your love and fill me with your Poison." - Katheryn Hudson

Several Years later

Dylan's P O V

I led a huge sigh and slammed the door shut of my mercedes an locked it up, I was on my way home. Violet knew I was coming, it was almost twelve in the morning and I promised her to go home at eight, same time at her eighteenth birthday, but so far I still hadn't achieve my punctuality when it comes to promises. Someone was stopping me with my relationship with her; friends, and always be. She used to tell me about the kiss-and-die thingy that I find it touching, since I never thought that she'd imaginate things like that. Why would I? In fact, sometimes I often dream of kissing one, and that is Violet. I was a hottie sort, and she was too. She never disappints me when it comes to fashion. Not because she's a certified Genie means that she is innocent when it comes to dressing. I let her wore some of Kimberly's clothes or sometimes, she'd rather go to the mall and buy dresses for free by attracting the salesguy by her affectionate passion that she obviously seemed to use every once in a while for them, and for me. She's my best friend, I owe her the things I had right now especially Kimberly. I couldn't afford to lose her, so I must never be late again in promises.

But what was slowing me down?

Valentine's day wasn't quite a good timing to show up so early to Violet. Kimberly and I were supposed to have an overnight with her house, as a gift; a gift I have broken three minutes from now. Blake tells me that I'm hitting on Violet, which is definitely not off the hook and a level-up thought. That's because Kimberly dumped him the way I dumped her he was trying to befriends with me to have her Kimberly baby back, and he was encouraging me with Violet. But I missed Violet. I haven't been in home these days, five striking days was a hard time for her not having a master. We lived in a single apartment with seperate rooms, but sometimes she often sleeps in mine because "I'm scared." excuses, but I agreed. Her first day was unforgettable. Where I was must be where she was. But now I told her I need some privacy with my girlfriend and it took a lots of begs to her. And here I am, driving 140 KPH. I could still smell the sweet, fragrant aroma scent from Kimberly that bugged my nose. I left her a-little-cheap roses so that she could remember me. Things were doing great with us nowadays, since living with a Genie in a year was a fantasy than a little embarrassing. 

At last I've reached the front gate of my apartment. Still had new looks and still polished, although it was raining really hard, as if this was my last day on earth. My legs were shaking with my arms shivering of cold, not because of a huge apology for Violet, but because of fear.

"Violet?" I opened the door slowly and flicked the lights as fast as I can, my footsteps were echoing all around the corner, a perfect entrance for paranormal activity. 

"Vi?" I closed the door and put my coat on the hanger, my voice echoed upstairs, but it seems like she's asleep. Oh no. I have to wake her up. i haven't give her roses, gifts, flowers, chocolates and shoes. She must've fell aslepp before the time I reached for the creepy door. I have to wake her up. I have to.

The lights were blinking with a shade of white, instead I insisted on turning it off, leaving me in my own shadow.

I stepped on something soft, something dry and sticky objects that my right foot landed.

ROSES.