Notes

The Blue-Eyed Thief-C.S.S

Kristan Vader was thinking about Leo Parker again. Leo was a hopeful brute with intriguing eyes and beautiful abs and back. Kristan walked over to the window and reflected on her backward (confused) surroundings. She had always hated the noises at Leo's house with its talented, designs and bloody walls. Abused. Kristan got abused by Leo....her boyfriend. Stuck on like a impossible sticker to unpeeled. The only safe place was her own home. It was a place that encouraged her tendency to feel calm, that was until he came over.

Then she saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the a horror feeling to see the figure of, Leo Parker.

Kristan gulped. She kept her glance at her own reflection, to let the image pass by. Leo was a selfish, bold, wine drinker with dark eyes and curvaceous bruised hands. His friends saw him as a hissing, handsome dangerous way. He's a basical fire, without a put out time. One time Kristan had saved a sore blind person that was stuck in a drain, Leo had wanted to leave them there. But not even a person who had once saved a blind person that was stuck, could possibly be prepared for what Leo had in store today. He was abusive that way..

The rain and sun teased like drunk dears prancing with the sunset, making Kristan confident to maybe fight back today... Kristan grabbed a OLD spell book that had been strewn nearby; she massaged it with her fingers.

As Kristan stepped outside and Leo came closer, she could see the fragile but bitter glint in his eye.
Leo gazed with the affection of zero love and violent scared destroyer billions.. Kristan said, in hushed tones, "I love you but I want closure....freedom"I was even more confident and still glancing over the cursed book.
"Leo, I want to be free..," she repeated and Leo looked back.

They looked at each other with angry feelings, like two, old-fashioned mythical curses. Today was a very special day...a very special anniversary, which had indie music playing in the background and two brutal moments running through her head.

Suddenly, Leo lunged forward and tried to punch Kristan in the face. Quickly, Kristan grabbed the cursed book and brought it down on Leo's skull.

Leo's wobbly eyes trembled and his spiky bruised backs wobbled. He looked afraid, his emotions raw like a tender, tasteless torch.

Then he let out an agonizing groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later Leo Parker was dead.

Kristan Vader went back inside and made herself a nice glass of wine.

THE END