{ Book 1 of the Marino Series }
"Don't ever walk alone." My mother once said.
Well, about that... I might've walked alone & witnessed a brutal murder.
If it isn't the consequences of my own actions...
I witnessed a murder & now I've gained a stalke...
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! Warning! Knife play & blood. _______________________________
ZURI
I looked at a sleeping Emilio, our heavy breathing being the only sound heard in the quiet dark bedroom.
After our 'talk', I've came to a realization that Emilio is reallyreallyreally fucked up. I knew that Emilio was unhinged, but after he told me he wasn't sorry for almost killing an innocent person, it made me view him differently. Completely.
I have to be careful with who I speak with or touch. People could die because of me.
A shiny item on his nightstand caught my attention. I darted my eyes from his face & onto his nightstand, realizing it's his knife. I smiled. I reached over Emilio's body & grabbed the knife, analyzing it.
I sat up against the headboard & brought my knees up against my chest resting my forearms on my knees. I softly brushed my fingers over the initials carved on the blade of the knife, realizing they're his mother & sister's initials.
Hazel & Iris.
Beautiful names.
"It's beautiful isn't it?" His deep sleepy voice made me jump.
"Oh my fucking God! You scared the shit out of me Emilio! You were just asleep." I said breathing heavily. I placed my hand on my chest, just above my heart beat & felt my heart pounding rapidly against my chest.
He chuckled. I looked at him & he's staring back at me with a smile. He turned his body & laid on his side.
"I'm a light sleeper, the moment I felt you moving I woke up. If you're awake, I won't be able to sleep until I know you're sleeping. I'll watch you until your breathing evens out." He whispered.
"That's creepy." I whispered & he laughed.
"Is it?"
"Very." I nervously chuckled.
I still held the knife in my hand, not realizing my palm is tightly wrapped the blade. Surprisingly it didn't draw any blood.
I looked at Emilio & his gaze is on my hand wrapped around the blade. My lips twitched, a smile itching to form on my lips. An idea popped up in my mind. I'm well aware that Emilio is obsessed with knives & probably has a knife kink.
I boldly pulled down the bed cover off Emilio's body. He's only wearing a pair of grey sweats & white socks, his bulge being extremely visible.
