I Set Off, Off To Kill The

I Stopped. She Was Bleeding After All. Perfect Lines Crossed Her Wrists, Not Near Any Crucial Veins, But Enough To Leave Wet Red Tracks Across Her Skin. She Hadn;t Hit Her Veins When She Did This; Death Hadn't Been Her Goal.

You Were Wrong. She Really Is The New General In Town." I Smiled Back, Hoping He Wasn't Aware Of My Body's Reaction To Us Standing So Close. "maybe. But, It's Okay. You Can Still Be Colonel." He Arched An Eyebrow. "oh? Did You Demote Yourself? Colonel's Right Below General. What's That Make You?" I Reached Into My Pocket And Triumphantly Flashed The Cr-v Keys I'd Swiped When We'd Come Back Inside. "the Driver," I Said.

He Shouldn't Have Said That," Repeated Adrian, Eerily Serious. He Leaned His Face Toward Mine. "i Don't Care If He's Not The Emotional Type Or The Complimentary Type Or What. No One Can Look At You In This Dress, In All That Fire And Gold, And Start Talking About Anachronisms. If I Were Him, I Would Have Said, 'you Are The Most Beautiful Creature I Have Ever Seen Walking This Earth.

What's Up?" Christian Asked. "need Some Hairstyling Tips?" "tips You Stole From Me? No Thanks. But I Hear You've Got A Really Good Bacon Meatloaf Recipe." It Was Worth It Then And There To See His Complete And Total Surprise. "since When Do You Cook?" He Finally Managed To Stammer. "oh, You Know. I'm A Renaissance Man. I Do It All. Send It If You've Got It, And I'll Give It A Try. I'll Let You Know If I Make Any Improvements." His Smirk Returned. "are You Trying To Impress A Girl?" "with Cooking?" I Pointed At My Face. "this Is All It Takes, Ozera.

This Was The Last Thing I Expected. You Destroy My Life And Then Feed Me Some Inspiratonal Philosophy.