Killer's Love For Me

Killer's Love For Me

I watched him as he got is buttery popcorn from the young worker. Danger in his cold, yet beautiful eyes. They looked so sharp and dark, but in a way sweet and understanding. He looked strong and well built. I couldn't stop staring at his midnight blue eyes. I somehow felt a strong connection with him, and I didn't even know the guy.

He glanced over in my direction and I turned my head to look back at my friend, Becca. She was so kind and pure. We went to high school together, she was my best friend. Nobody was more important to me than her. She could always read my mind by just looking at me, Everyone called her the 'mind reader.'

I was going to miss her when I move away to Paris, France next weekend. We've known each other for so long. I still remember how we met:

It was a cold winter and it rained hard the night before.It was as cold as ice and hard as a rock. I instantly fell once it came in contact with my boots. The fall hurt my back side painfully, I was freezing cold from the small pond that I smashed into. Goosebumps started to appear all over my body. The fall was so painful, my little green eyes started to fill with dry tears. I was about to close my eyes and cry, but a blonde headed figure stood in front of me, Becca.

I thought she was going to laugh or hurt me. Surprisingly, she let out a hand and picked me up with her warm, soft hands. She took off her only jacket and wrapped it around my body tightly. We soon became best friends after that.

I smeared the melted butter all over the greasy popcorn. I didn't like the butter on it, but Becca seemed to love it. If it made her happy, it made me happy. I never thanked her for that day we first met, the words would just never come out.

I stopped my daydreaming as Becca softly snapped her fingers to make me realize we were still in the movie theater. I blinked a few times before noticing me surroundings around me. I glanced over to see if the guy was still there, he wasn't.

If only I didn't want to see him again, once more. If only I just forgot about him and moved on, but I couldn't. I was hooked on his strange, yet beautiful midnight eyes. Like I was cursed or under a spell. In a dream I couldn't wake up form, or stuck in a trance. I should have forgot about him or met someone else. Then, maybe I wouldn't have fell in love, with a killer who loved me...

 

Yeah, I knew it was going to get confusing at that part, let me explain it a little. She fell in an ice puddle and the ice broke. So she got all wet, then Becca came and helped her. I hope that cleared it up a bit.

 

Chapter 1:
A few minutes later, we are still in the theater. We are waiting for Becca's friend, Ashely. She was a witch to me, but such an angel to Becca. We were never friends and she was a horrible best friend. Once, Becca tried to make us become friends and we almost ended up killing each other or putting them in the hospital.

I look at my watch, "She's late.... again. Can we just go in without her?" I beg Becca. Almost about to get on my hands and knees. She laughs and hands me the medium popcorn and large coke. "All right, you go find us some seats and we'll be in a few minutes," she finally said.

I smile at her gladly. The movie started five minutes ago and I didn't want to miss anything. I take the food and go to our theater. I walk up to the door and reach for the handle. Wait, I can't. I'm holding the popcorn and drink, unless I have an extra hand, I can't open the door. I knock on it twice with my elbow. What am I doing? No ones going to open the door, they are to busy watching the movie. Crap.

I was about to give up, but someone came up behind me. "Need help?" a deep voice asked from behind me. I turned around, "Yeah, can you open-" I began, then saw him. It was him, midnight eyes. He looked at me blankly and grabbed for the door. "Here you go, " he said swiftly, leading me into the theater. "Thank you, " I manage to say and walk forward into the dark room.

He stood behind me and flipped his long, light hair. I pretended not to notice and kept walking. He just smiled and followed me. I looked for seats, but it was packed. I gasped at all the eyes turning to me. I was never good in crowds.

He laughed softly and put his arm around my shoulder. "Here, I'll find you some seats," he said smoothly and lead me to the top of the theater. We sat down and I made sure there was enough seats for me, Becca, Ashely and maybe even midnight eyes.

After five minutes of waiting I checked my phone for any texts from Becca or Ashely. None. I look over at midnight eyes who seems to be texting away with some guy, somehow everything he did made me feel protective.

He was sitting next to me and he got another text. He quickly said, "I have to go." He stood up, but our eyes never unlocked our contact. I took a deep breath. "Uh, okay. Are you coming back?" I say quietly, to not annoy the people watching the movie. He shock his head and quickly left the theater. I frowned, wow. It's only been five minutes and he's already bored of me.

I continue to eat the popcorn to ignore horrible thoughts popping in my head. They left me, here alone. They are bored of me, they don't think I'm important. And me and that guy just met, he can't dislike me already.

I finally got up and left the popcorn and drink. I got out if the theater and searched for the girls. No luck. Maybe they were in the bathroom. I went to look, still no luck. I check the lines if they were gonna buy anything else, but still... no luck.

I started to panic, I was such a child. I had no confidence in myself. I felt like a little girl left at the mall with our her mother. I quickly ran outside and went to the car where Becca parked her red Jeep. No freaking luck.

Maybe they are smoking, I guessed. Except Becca didn't smoke, Ashely did. Also one of the reasons I didn't like her. I searched behind the theatre, I heard squeals, but really soft ones. I walked up the ally and see four figures. I couldn't really see who it was, but by the sound of their voices, it was kinda easy.

It sounded like they were scared. I tried to get a good look. First, I saw some guy with any angry face, Ashely, no surprise there, and Becca. I tried to get a good glimpse of the fourth person, I am couldn't really see. It looked like they had something in their hand. I looked really close. It was a gun. A gun. I covered my mouth quickly before I almost screamed. "Who's there?" A familiar deep voice asked seriously. I hid quickly and pushed my hand on my lower face hard. I couldn't let them hear me. Especially, if one of them had a gun.

I heard foot steps, shit. I try to cover my body behind a stinky trash can. No luck. "I hear you," the same voice calls again. The more I hear that voice, the more I remember who it is. Next thing I know is the gun is pointing to me, in the hands, of midnights eyes.....



I hope there isn't any confusion here, if there is, please comment. If there isn't, comment anyways.

 

Chapter 2:
We stood there, staring at each other. My eyes filled with years, my heart filled with anger. He looked at me heartbroken, yet serious. His friend yelled at him, "Who is it?"

I closed my eyes and wrapped my arms around my legs. He just watched me, then looked up at his friend. "Nobody, just my imagination," he mumbled.

What? He lied, why? Was the other guy going to kill me, if he knew I was there? Was he joking? Or was he serious?

I opened my eyes and he was gone. I squeezed my mouth shut. If they heard me, they probably wouldn't hesitate to kill me. I got of lucky this time, so if his friend heard me or saw me, he would shot me then and there.

I tried to listen carefully on their conversation carefully, but once they saw me, they started to whisper. From what I heard, his friend and him we going to steal their money and kill them. Make a run for it. Oh, no. Becca.

I listen to Becca and Ashely whimper as they take out money and take off their jewelry. "Hurry up!" exclaimed the friend. I began to cry, but kept quiet. My best friend was about to get shot and there is nothing I can do about it.

"That's it!" Ashely yells. Becca just cries, I wish I could just save them. But if they as much heard me, I would have been a goner. Hot tears strolled down my sad face.

The guys begin to talk, but I can't understand what they are saying. Then, I hear, "Just shot her already! We don't got all night!" Oh, no. This was it, the last minute Becca will breath in her life.

More yelling that I can't understand. I try my best to hear every word I can. The only thing I understood, was two gun shots. I sit there helplessly, crying my heart out. "Let's go!" The friend yells.

I look behind the dumpster I was hiding behind. Midnight eyes was still there, with gun in hand. His friend was long gone, running. Ashely and Becca laying on the ground, and screaming of people coming closer to see the crime scene. They obviously heard the gun shots. I run to Becca and Ashely laying unmovingly on the hard floor.

"How could you!?" I yell at him. More tears push out as I close my eyes. "Get out of here! Killer! Go away!" I yell more angry.

He stares sadly at the cement and mumbles, "I'm sorry." I hope up and walk over to him. I slap him, hard. He should have not killed my BEST FRIEND. "Get out of here," I say under my breath.

He looked down at me. He put something in my hand. "What is-" I began, but he kissed me before I could continue. It was soft and sweet. I tried to pull away, but I was too in love to do it.

He pulled away quickly as he heard chattering coming closer. It was the police, I looked at him. He nodded at me and took off. I watched him leave. he was as fast as lightning.

I looked what was in my hand, expecting it to be the gun. He could have made a clean get away, but it wasn't. It wasn't the gun, it was a note and a necklace. I looked at the necklace first, it was Becca's and my best friend necklace. Then, I opened the note, it said:

I'm Nate.
Here's my #

I read the note a hundred times before realizing that's what he actually put. "What the f-" I began, but the crowd of people came in the distance. I quickly hide the note in my back pocket. I ran back to Becca, she looked as if she was sleeping. With a big red mark through her forhead.....

I'm sorry I write a lot, I think they are better and more interesting that way

 

Ill update soon