Paint my Love

IMPULSIVE HEARTS TEASER

There are reasons why people become who they are now. 

Noel, an infamous gamer, finds himself interested in the geek and nerd who he finds himself questioning why is he interested in, Mirinda. However, he is unaware that her eyes lie the secrets within people around the campus. 

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"Do you even know how difficult it is to keep you?" A familiar song to him played on the speaker she uses in the living room but it was differently arranged as if it was meant to be that dark. "You're so slippery." It was so familiar with his fingers, the keys, the notes. Flashes of memory of him playing those notes on an acoustic upright piano.

"You said the last time, you wanted to know me?" she sat on the bottom of the stairs, that stairs lead to the second floor that he once stayed when he was put here by her. He's still on the living room seeing her smoking with her cigarettes makes him flinch along with the smoke stinking from it.

"and I can tell you that's a difficult thing to do." His eyes opened wide looking at her astounded realizing she's still alive. f*****g hell. How many times do I have to-?

"Most of the people who wanted to know me are already dead." she said looking at his eyes. He thought to himself, how could those eyes of an angel become that devil he is afraid of? Dead? Did she literally kill her friends? His hands still bounded by the rope that strings are tied around his upper body, feet are also tied like he's a caterpillar. She used a method of tying him chest, elbow and wrist b*****e. He tried to move to untie it but he can't scream with his mouth covered with a sticky black packaging tape. Blood splattered on her face and her white long-sleeved blouse is soaked with dried blood from earlier when he tried to get away, the laces were accentuated that the rose design was even more visible on her sleeves. He thought to himself that he stabbed her multiple times that he didn't know if it hit any organs inside her body. But with the situation now, he thought it didn't hit anything and questioned how.

Did she have anyone with her to help her?

"Don't look at me with that eyes of yours. You look like golden retriever asking for a bone." She rolled her eyes at him and huff more cigarette. "Keep still. You're still hurt from the vase. I guess-" but the more she warned the more he moved trying to get out like a caterpillar trying to pass the stairs.

"Aren't you really dumb?" she managed to pull his hair even though there's a pain aching from her own body because of his stabbed earlier. She looked at him screaming under her. "You're really going to pass near these stairs before you can get out. Stop doing it." Her eyes tinted brown but to his eyes it looks a shade of red with dark intention.

"I expected you're a genius but I guess not. You're like the others, so dumb." he tried to scream when he heard a siren of police car. He pulled his hair more.

"Do you want to say something? Do you want to scream?" she removed the tape from his mouth in a swift movement that made him yell in pain. "You tried the last time, eh. but you were in the car."

"No. I wanted to make a deal?" he said in the calmest voice he can create.

"A deal?" she raised her eyebrows at the thought. "Well that was unexpected!" a short smile was shown on the side of her lips.

"What is the deal then?" he tried to move his body and sat on the floor.

"I'll do the cooking, the cleaning, the laundry, anything, just untie me." he said still pleading.

"Anything?"

"I know, s*x!" Then it him, the piece is Four Seasons by Vivaldi, Winter...

The horror crawled to his face. s*x?!