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I am staring down at your figure. It looks so lovely in the candlelight. I turn the light switch on so that I can see you more better. Your pretty figure calls out to me in a way that I cannot fully describe. I am enraptured by your beauty. It is such an intoxicating thing, like a sweet scent in the middle of summer. Smiling, I head upstairs where I am greeted by another pretty face.



"Hello." She greets me warmly.



I grin at her and take her hand, kissing it softly. She blushes profusely. My grin widens.



"Finally, we meet my love. I have been waiting for this night for quite awhile now."



"You're so sweet!" She looks down at the ground, then looks up at me shyly.



"Would you care for some wine, my lovely Eva?"



"That would be nice." She says as she follows me into the kitchen.



I take out a bottle of red Chilean wine along with two wine glasses and set them on the table.



"Please, sit down." I tell her as I pour the rich liquid into the wine glasses. I can't help but stare in wonder at her beauty as she sits on the chair. My eyes savor in the sight of her luscious red lips, dark green eyes, and brown hair that is vibrant in color. She is almost as beautiful as you, my darling. Almost.



"So tell me about yourself. What are your goals in life? Your aspirations, your dreams. Tell me, I want to know."



"Well." She says as she takes a sip of the wine. "I love art. It's my life, really. I'm not the best painter in the world, but I have been told my pieces are amazing."



"Really? I love art as well. I would love to see your paintings."



Eva laughs, taking another sip of her wine. "I'm not anything special. I assure you that much. If you want to see someone with talent, you should meet my friend, Abby. Her works of art are simply extraordinary."



"Hmm. I'll keep that in mind."



I take a long and delayed drink of the wine, and I shiver as it makes its way down my throat. My fingers are shaky with anticipation. They want to start the job already...



Her voice violently interrupts my thoughts. "So what do you do for a living? You look like a really creative person."



I laugh, pushing my burning desire away for the moment. "I cleanse the world of its impurity. It's a hard job, but someone has to do it."



Eva raises an eyebrow playfully as she says, "Now what does that mean?"



I grin. "Whatever you want it to mean." I suddenly get up and hold my hand out to her. "Would you want to dance?"



She laughs, getting up and taking my hand. "You're so romantic. Are you sure you don't have a secret lover around here?"



"Maybe I do."



She laughs again. I go towards the stereo system I have and pop in a CD. Slow, sexy music begins to play. I turn around and place both arms around her waist. Slowly, I bring her close to me. She gasps.



"Is everything okay?" I ask her as we slowly begin to dance.



"It's...nothing."



We dance in silence for the next couple of minutes, savoring the music and its rhythm. Eva closes her eyes, and as she does that I bring my hands up to cup her elegant face. Quickly opening her eyes, she looks into my own eyes and gently kisses me. I am taken by surprise by her kiss, but kiss her back anyway. I am having a good time until she lowers her hand to grab my crotch. I quickly pull away.



"What's wrong?" She says to me in concern.



I ignore her and sit down on the sofa, trying not to let my anger out. I am a fool. Every time I invite one of them in, I think it's going to be different. I give them a chance...but they all fail me!



She says, "Babe, I'm sorry if I did something wrong. Please forgive me."



Frowning, she sits down next to me with a look of regret on her face. She doesn't even know what she did wrong and she feels sorry. I want to say despicable things to her. The twisted part of me wants to see her face in tears and anguish. Instead, I just smile sweetly at her. Eva smiles back at me.



I say, "I'm sorry. I just had a rough day."



Eva shakes her head. "Maybe I'm going too fast. I apologize."



"Hey, it's okay. Besides, I think I'm the one who's supposed to say that."



She laughs. "You are so right."



Hope comes back into me. Maybe Eva is different after all. Maybe she wants more than sex. Perhaps I can be able to love her, and my search will finally end. My hope disappears as quickly as it came, however, when she straddles me and kisses me deeply. This time I don't push her away. If this is what she wants, then this is what she will get. I kiss her with much more force, making her moan in either delight or pain. Eva's hands run down my body until they reach my belt. She tries to unbuckle it, but I've finally had enough.



"Hey." I say as I end the kiss abruptly. "I want to show you something."



"Is it something sexy?"



"Yes, it actually is. Could you get up for a second?"



"Sure."



She gets up, and I fight the urge to hit her with all I've got. I am so furious right now. The anger is threatening to turn me violent any second now. Calm down,the patient side of me says. It will be over soon.



"Follow me." I say as I start to walk away.



I suppress an evil grin as I lead her downstairs to the basement, closer to you. It is dark, but that makes everything so much better. I hold Eva's hand as I open the door and just stand there before you.



"What's that smell?" She asks.



"Impurity...filth of the world."



"I can't see a thing..."



"Let me change that."



I turn the light on, and for a second Eva winces, blinded by the light. It is quiet until she begins to scream.



"Oh my god!!" Her voice holds raw fear.



Eva tries to get out of the door, but I block it, pushing her back with all my force. She stumbles back into the small room with your decaying body on the floor, and she screams once again in horror. I chuckle.



"What? You've never seen a dead body before?"



"Oh my god...OH MY GOD!!!"



She tries to get up, but manages to slip on the pool of blood that has gathered right below you. It stains her white dress. Eva gets up, crying, and moves away from you. Sobbing, she has her back against the wall as she shakes in complete terror. She looks at me with fear in her eyes.



I say, "Tell me. Why is it that all the fucking idiot men in the world get the women, and all the men like me don't?"



"What are you talking about? Please don't hurt me...please don't..." She sobs, finally collapsing on the floor. "Please don't hurt me."



I take out the dagger that was hidden in my pocket and begin to stroke it gingerly with my forefinger. She cries out when she sets her eyes on it, and tries to escape. I stab her in the leg once, making her yell in pain. Wincing, she falls on the floor at once, continuing to cry like a baby.



"I just wish I could know why I am still alone. What have I done wrong? Why have I been ignored in such a way? Was I born this way? Does anyone give a damn?"



I pull out the dagger from her leg, making her scream in excruciating pain. The blood almost immediately spills forth like a river as I watch, mesmerized.



"I am nothing but a toy for you women. Used by all of you for your own selfish pleasure. It's what I am, and what I will always be. But why? Why must it be this way?"



"What is wrong with you???" She cries out in agony.



I laugh. "What is wrong with me? What is wrong with me? Don't you think I ask myself that question every night before I go to sleep? What a silly question that is. Yet I ask it myself everyday."



"Why...are you doing this to me?!"



"What? Am I doing something wrong?"



I try not to laugh as I get close to her again. She whimpers and tries to get away, but soon finds herself nearing your decaying body. It's quite hilarious.



"Would you rather like it dark or like this?"



"No!!! Please! I'm sorry! Don't-"



"They're ALL fucking sorry!!"



I stab her once in the stomach, and then stab her again and again. The fury comes out in a rush, flowing directly from me to the dagger. I slice her stomach open and stab her chest, not feeling sorry for one second. She quickly dies, and there is blood everywhere, even on me. I lay her next to you and examine you both. You are so much more pretty than her, but inside the both of you are so ugly. It disgusts me. Seeing you dead, however, makes me feel relief and a sense of closure.



Besides, it's filth like you that ruins the world. If it weren't for me, we'd be drowning in it. So why should I feel sorry? Why should I feel bad? It all has a purpose.



Now, she said that she had a friend named Abby. Perhaps she is the one for me...

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littleimp
04:13 Jul 03 2009

wow this one almost scares me ...

but is very very good.

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Angelus
01:01 Jan 06 2010

yep.. a reason to return, to read more.. cool.

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