CHAPTER FOUR
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VALERIE
“You will love him, I promise.” Kim whined on the phone about her boyfriend again.
They have been dating for one month now, “Kim, I will find a time to see him.”
“He is perfect. He has nice black hair and he is hot. When we go on dates. He drops jaws and I really want you to meet him. He wants to meet you too.”
Honestly, I had a bad feeling about this and I wasn’t going to be a third wheel on their date.
“Okay… I will see if I can get someone to follow me.”
“Bye… thank you. You are the best. He is here, gotta go.” She hung up.
The past two months have been amazing except my dad threatening to marry me out and I threatening to start a war. I have been partying, having s*x, Kim turned twenty three, I’ll be turning twenty three in a month. My parents give me space and I have not been seen with any lord that could break a war between their family and mine. For the first time since my birth, my life is going great.
My phone pinged with a message from Elliot. Among the many good news, I was going on a date with the most sweetest guy and this will determine if he is asking me out or not.
Elliot- Ready?
Me- yeah
Elliot- I wish I could pick you up.
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“I don’t know what to wear,” I complained to Kim on the phone.
“We literally went shopping for this date last week.” She sighed heavily, “You’ve been on dates before.”
I brought out a blue dress, “If I had blue eyes like yours, I could have worn this.”
“My eyes are ocean blue, that is sky blue.”
I decided to try it on and I did.
“You look hot, b***h,” Kim screamed.
I wore earrings and necklace, “Why aren’t you on a date with Daniel?” I asked of her new boyfriend.
“We don’t go on dates every night, Val. He is on a trip anyways.”
“Hmm… where?” I asked.
“Australia or Austria, I can’t remember. I just think he is not attracted to me. Each time I want to have s*x with him, he pulls back.”
“Maybe he is not that s****l. How about when he comes back from that trip you seduce him in one of those lingerie we bought.”
“I agree. Bye.” She hung up.
I sprayed enough perfume, even at the front of the hotel before I walked in.
“Hi,” I said to the secretary or whatever they call people who sit at the front desk.
“Hi,” she said back.
“I am going to the only presidential suite in here,” I said.
The girl had a bandage on her neck, “Mr. Elliot?” she asked.
I nodded, “Yeah.”
She gave me the card, “Thank you,” I said.
I took the card and reached for the elevator. Getting there, I pinched nervously on my lap, biting my lips.
I am so f*****g nervous, I was this nervous in grade 9 or something.
I opened the door and when I did Elliot was waiting for me.
“You look amazing, Hi.” He planted a kiss on my lips.
I could have returned the complement if he weren’t in just a towel, “Thanks. Hi” I said against his lips and we started kissing full on.
I wrapped my legs round his waist now and he kissed me until I felt him tear my lip with his teeth. I pushed him off me.
“What the f**k, Elliot?” I breathed heavily and I wiped my lips. That hurt.
“I’m sorry, I am sorry. I am just really horny.” He smiled.
“Don’t do that again,” I said not recognizing my cracked voice.
“I won’t tear your lip again,” I said.
He planted a soft kiss on my lip and then he proceeded to my neck, I was moaning until he bit my neck. Not in the sexy way but he actually bit off my skin. I realized it. Elliot is a cannibal.
I took a vase from the side of the bed and I bashed it against his head. He fell off my body.
Dead.
"Oh my God... I killed someone." I reached for my phone and I called my dad.
"Hello," I said in a trembling voice.
"What did you do?" he asked.
I cried, "I killed someone."
He sighed, "Where are you?"
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