"love" at first sight

Chapter 3

~Colton's Pov~

I was as excited as a little boy going to the candy shop when I knocked at the door of Elisa's apartment. She opened the door looking as beautiful as ever.
"Hello," She says.
"Hi," I barely get out.
She opened the door wider and we both stepped into the cramped apartment. It was a mess. Trash wrappers lying everywhere and dirty dishes in the sink. The government hands out bowls, plates, and extra snacks whenever they can to try and help us.
"Sorry it's a bit of a mess, I didn't have time to clean before you came," She says.
"That's ok," I respond.
There are only a couple open spaces that aren't covered in trash. Twos bar stools and the couch are rid of any speck of dirt. She moves to sit at one of the barstools and I do the same.
"Would you like a drink?" She asks.
"Sure, what do you have?" I say.
She answers by pulling out a bottle of wine from somewhere in the huge trash piles.
"Woah how'd you get that!?" I ask in wonder.
"I have my ways," She says with a smirk.
She opens it with a loud pop. and pours us each a glass. She hands it to me and I bring the cold glass to my lip. It tastes bitter, but addictive. I take a few more sips before I say,"Wow this stuff is great."
"Isn't it," She says.
There is an awkward silence before she says,"So what's your name?"
"Colton."
"Last name?" She asks.
"Don't have one," I reply.
"What do you mean you don't have a last name?"
"I mean I don't have one," I say,"I was adopted and raised by these people who were very cruel to me and it didn't seem fit to make my last name be theirs."
"Ok," Is all she says.
"So what's your name?" I ask.
"Alisa Sempter."
"That's a beautiful name," I say.
"Why thank you," She says with a smirk.
She gets up and moves to the couch and I follow right behind her. We sit on opposite ends just looking at each other.
"Age," She asks.
"23, how about you?"
"19."
"You ever done anything like this before?" I ask.
"No," She says.
"Me neither."
That's when she leans in to kiss me and I lean too. Our lips touch and I can feel my heart flutter. That's when I noticed the pills.

She's holding them behind her back, trying to hide them. I grab her around the neck and push her down on the arm of the couch. I get on top of her and keep one hand around her neck and one gripping her wrist. She struggles and I snatch the pills from her hand. There is no label, but I can see there are about twenty pills in there.
"What were you planning on doing to me?" I nearly scream while she gasps for air.
"You..must..die," She whispers.
She passes put from lack of oxygen, I guess I don't know my own strength. I'm confused and not sure what to do so I pick up her limp body and carry her to my apartment. I lay her down on my couch, but decide to tie her down with rope in case she decides to kill me again. I also hide anything sharp that she could possibly injure me with.

I can't believe I was so stupid. Of course she was a CEK. I should've known it from the beginning. Then, as I look over towards the couch I see the ropes undone and I feel a knife on my throat.