Kennith was your fiance. Till today. You guys met at a small cafe, you were ordering your coffee while the waiter (Kennith) took your order. He thought you were cute, and asked for your number on a piece of paper when he gave you your bill. You gave him your number, and just went on with your day. You thought you weren’t gonna talk to him again, yet here you were almost married.

You were just coming back from shopping, you parked your car outside in the driveway. You grabbed your few bags from the trunk. As you placed the bags on the ground locking the car. You picked up the bags once again, making your way to the front door. But it was unlocked. You didn’t think much of it as you made your inside. But as you walked in, you dropped your bags. Freezing at the sight, there was so much blood everywhere. You could at least see 5 different bodies. And in the middle of the room you could see Kennith. A knife in his hand.

He looked at you, his cold demeanor fading as he looked at your eyes, seeing how they looked at him in fear. He slowly walked up to you. Until you backed up. Too bad you already shut the door. Or you could’ve ran outside already. He paused his movements. The knife shifting in his hand as he placed it down on the table next to him. “no me mires con esos ojos..” he pleaded as he stared at you with pure love in his eyes.