I FALL IN LOVE WITH THE KILLER

CHAPTER 7 (THE KILLERS POV)

ZERO's POINT OF VIEW....

Tumitig ako sa napakagandang babae na natutulog at kayakap ko.

This is the first time that I sleep with a woman that nothing happen to us.

Its not because shes not desirable... 

Sa toto lang sya ang pinaka-desirable na babaeng nakilala ko.

but I need to control my self beacause I want to respect her.

Kasi...pagnakita mo ang maamo nyang mukha you would bear in your mind that you need to respect this woman...

She's a pure goddess...

at tsaka Isang kalapastanganan na ikama mo ang isang babae na hindi sya pumapyag...

Kahit alam kong may nararamdaman din syang attraction and lust mas maganda pa ring hindi nya dapat..ide-deny...

I respect her decision. (GENTLEMAN BUT A SEDUCTIVE ONE YEPEEEY!!!)

Ang hirap magpigil at kontrolin ang sarli ko.. lalo na kung ang kasama mo ay tulad ni Zia...

This woman who is sleeping beside me is sexy.

Her natural scent is sweet and fresh.

I love the way her pinkish lips opened specially when talking with me.

She has a long straight black smooth hair that has a lovely scent.

She's naturally beautiful and attractive.

Then I whisper a romantic poem to make this lady more deep in sleep.

"Thus whispering, his warm, unnerved arm 

Sank in her pillow. Shaded was her dream 

By the dusk curtains:—'twas a midnight charm 

Impossible to melt as iced stream: 

The lustrous salvers in the moonlight gleam; 

Broad golden fringe upon the carpet lies: 

It seemed he never, never could redeem 

From such a stedfast spell his lady's eyes; 

So mused awhile, entoiled in woofed phantasies

Awakening up, he took her hollow lute,— 

Tumultuous,—and, in chords that tenderest be, 

He played an ancient ditty, long since mute, 

In Provence called, 'La belle dame sans mercy:' 

Close to her ear touching the melody;— 

Wherewith disturbed, she uttered a soft moan: 

He ceased—she panted quick—and suddenly 

Her blue affrayed eyes wide open shone: 

Upon his knees he sank, pale as smooth-sculptured stone"..then I smiled. (SOME VERSES FROM THE EVE OF SAINT AGNES OF JOHN KEATS)

I love this poem from a romantic poet named John Keats  and this poem entitled "THE EVE OF SAINT AGNES"...

One of the most famous love poems of the 19th century and of the romantic movement in literature. According to legend, if a virgin goes to bed without supper on the night of the feast of Saint Agnes, she will see her future husband in a dream. As the poem opens, the young maiden Madeline leaves a festival early to carry out the ritual of St. Agnes's Eve. Porphyro, a youth in love with Madeline despite the enmity of Madeline's family, enlists the help of an aging servant to steal into Madeline's room while she is asleep. The servant reluctantly agrees, and Porphyro, following an elaborate plan to woo Madeline, wins her heart.

I want also to win her heart.

Alam kong hindi lang pagnanasa ang nararamdaman ko sa kanya.

Alam kong pagkatapos ng second night...

Shes all mine...

at magiging sa kanya na ako...

I hug and kiss her forehead I need to leave her dahil baka may magawa pa akong iba.

Pumunta ako sa isang condo.

Its not mine.

Condo ito ng isang sikat na model.

I saw her siting in her bed and shes smiling as if she's expecting me to come.

I kiss her....

Hallucination began... as I kiss her I saw Zia kissing me and smirking and seducing me.

I kiss her then I kiss her neck... 

She moan in sensation.

I unbuttoned her dress and pull her undergarment.

I saw her breast and I kiss it.

I just realized that this is not Zia its Laurie, a model. 

Zia's body is naturally beautiful and her scent is not as cheap as her.

Zia is on my mind.

My lust awake because I remember her exquisite body that I fantasized to see, satisfaction is not on me I want to claim her as mine.

I pull her dress in no time and I just hear her moaning.

When she's totally naked, I pull her and press against mine.

My flaming body is now imagining her as mine.

I want Zia... all I want is her.

When she reach her climax I just sit beside her.

I took a deep breath.

How can a woman like her can make me like this?

The woman beside me is now sleeping because shes tired.

I took a deep breath again.

Hindi namn ako ganito noon na nagmamadali.

I want to see their expression, I want to hear the enjoyment without taking it a hurry... I want to take it slowly... and slowly...

but because of Zia...

...nagmamadali na ako.

Nagbihis na ako at isasagawa ko na naman ang isang krimen.

I grin in excitement... 

I want to see blood.

I want to hear screams of frighteners.

I want to hear their cries while begging me to save their lives.

Because of that I remember again the extraordinary woman I met in a extraordinary and unexpected place... THE CRIME SCENE..... 

A woman never begs me to save her life.

A beautiful lady never screams because of fear in me.

A woman that instead to cry for her life, she just forced me to kill her.

A divine woman who is not afraid of what they called Death.

A lovely woman that I never thought can do such crime that I'm always doing.

I grin and walked away.

Sumisige na naman ang pagiging makata ko....

My poetic words never been the same as her...

Words is not enough to discribe her...beauty..

...Divine...

..Godly...

I need to go away because I never sleep with woman and stay with her all night and wait them until they're awake...

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......"Adam was but human—this explains it all. He did not want the apple for the apple's sake, he wanted it only because it was forbidden."

-Mark Twain  (1835 - 1910)

U.S. writer and humorist.

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