In Love With A Serial Killer 2

Chapter Eight- Kiss Your Life Goodbye

Feeling her in my hands again had been overwhelming. As if ash and fire came together and my inside emotions came apart. I couldn't think straight, not of anything else but her. To taste her kiss again had been orgasmic in it's own sense, as if life and death both formed while our lips collided. As my hands outlined her physique, I couldn't help but pull her into me, shameless to the arousal I felt while keeping her pinned against the nearby wall. I knew how this would appear if witnessed to others, I knew it was wrong, I knew it was immoral...but it was Vannah. I would do anything for her...include lay my own life down if it would come to this. But in this moment, I was thankful to have her...and she seemed to reciprocate. Her fingers began to embed themselves into my skin, marking what she knew was hers while my kiss then moved to her neck. Her now shoulder length hair had been pulled into curls, falling loose around her flawless expression as my palms brushed against her cheeks. She had been so incredibly beautiful, even with my eyes closed, the aura she omitted, was palpable.

"I've missed you." These words left my lips before I pulled back upon feeling a dampness upon my cheek. As I looked to her, I noted that she had been crying. I couldn't tell if this was from guilt, maybe pain, or even sympathy towards me as we have always been cut from the same cloth. Perhaps we had just gone about fighting our demons in other ways.

"I needed you..." her words put weight upon my heart.

"I'm here now." I assured her as she brought me down to her, forcing our bodies to join in this instance. I held her, for getting of all my other obligations...all other people-just her.

"I'm afraid if I let go then you won't be..." she spoke against me as I scoffed before she looked to me with a narrowed gaze. It was clear she had been upset with the fact that I had been insensitive to her words, I quickly explained my reasoning for my scoff.

"I am not letting you go. I am not going to walk away."

"Then come with me." She spoke, pulling me towards the other side of the street. I could slip away with her right now and disappear as smoke...but my heart pulled when thinking of the life I would lead behind. Although I may have had a confused heart, I was decent...at least to some aspect.

"I can't." I confessed as I saw her eyes fall to the ground between us. As she went to leave, I took her by her wrist. "Did you kill that man at the country club? Did you kill Trina's father?" I saw her attitude change with me immediately. Anger fueled behind her bedroom eyes before she spoke through clenched teeth.

"I wouldn't....I couldn't...not again. I'm better. I'm not...that girl anymore." As I went to bring my hand to her cheek, she pulled away from me.

"But you aren't that guy anymore either..." her words made my eyes narrow as I watched her disappear into the night. I knew she spoke in reference to Trina. I knew she was angry and had the right to be...but I found myself in a sticky situation-unable to pull away from her or Trina.. keeping me in whatever this was between us. A kiss...a kiss that held the same passion and fire in an atomic bomb. And yet, the danger in being joined again was equally as dangerous.