Falling for a killer || E.D ✔️

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Over the past couple of days Kendall has been acting crazy. We've been sleeping in a hotel, Kendall insists we get a house or go back. But go back to what? I had nothing, the only thing I had was her, the girl I wanna kill. 

Everything good that has ever happened to me has left. No doubt she will too. It's better to destroy her before she destroys me, right? If it's so right then why won't I do it. 

"Kill her you dumb idiot!" A voice said to me

I was hovered over her with a knife in my hand. Why can't I bring myself to do it?

She flipped over on her side to where she was now facing me. She looked so peaceful, so perfect. But something's off, she isn't the safe girl she was when we left. She was different.

I shook my head and put the knife back.  I can try again tomorrow.

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"They're looking for you Ethan." Kendall said, sipping her coffee, looking down at the newspaper.

"Don't you think I know that? What am I suppose to do besides going to prison?" I sighed "There's only a matter of time before the staff recognizes my face and turn me in. I can't even go out without feeling paranoid." 

"I got you" she smirked "If anyone tries to get in our way then we'll have to-" 

There was a knock at the door. I looked at Kendall and she nodded. 

I collected myself and opened the door. 

"Ethan? Ethan Dolan?" The man asked. "My name is Kamil Martin, I'm the owner of this hotel and I have a few questions for you"

"I don't know who Ethan is." I lied. 

"This is your face in the newspaper." He spoke, shoving it in my face "I'm gonna have to call the cops on you Mr.Dolan"

"Excuse me?" Kendall spoke, in her sweet soft voice. "Mr. Martin I think you have to wrong room, no need to call the cops." She smiled.

"You can't fool me, and you can't either" he said pointing his boney finger in my face.

"Mr. Martin please come on in so I can just explain myself." 

He hesitated but shook his head "No" he spoke "I won't do such a thing. Anything you have to say, you can say it out in this hallway." 

"Mr. Martin on my behalf, I promise we won't harm you." Kendall spoke again. 

He took one long look at her. Checking her out. It pissed me off. 

He nodded and stepped in. He sat down at the bar on the stool and before I knew it Blood was everywhere. 

But this time I didn't do the killing...it was her, Kendall. 

She kept stabbing him over and over and over again. I was amused, it was hot, it turned me on. She finally stopped and looked up at me, blood splattered all over her face. 

"I couldn't let him take you away from me." 

"You keep that up and nobody's gonna want to take me away." I smiled.

She smirked, her eyes still on me.