Rage

Chapter 2

Chapter Two

Alice

I tapped my foot as I waited for my date to arrive. My phone dinged, and I looked at it. Kevin’s name appeared on the screen and I walked out of my apartment door. A tall man that matched his profile picture stood beside a black jeep. He stepped forward and held out his hand.

“Hey, I’m Kevin. Nice to meet you finally,” he said. His eyes looked down my body and a shiver of unease slid through my spine. I brushed it off and grabbed his hand. “It’s nice to finally meet you.”

I brushed my brown hair out of my face and nodded. “Yeah, nice to meet you after all these weeks.” He turned and opened the car door. I sat in the seat and he walked around to the driver’s side of the car.

He drove to the movie theater and parked. Before I could open the door, he opened the door for me. “Ah, you’re a gentleman,” I muttered.

“Of course.”

He wrapped his arm inside mine and led me to the ticket booth. He quickly paid for our tickets and we went to our theater. While we waited for the movie to start, he leaned in closer to me.

“You’re really pretty,” he said.

I fiddled with the edge of my skirt. “Thanks.” I tucked my hair behind my ear as I dipped my head lower. Saved by the dimming of the lights. I hated first dates and nothing felt natural yet. Hopefully, after the movie it would. Through the movie, his fingers would skirt on my thighs and hands. My heart fluttered as he would touch me, but it wasn’t like a connection sort of flutter. Instead of paying attention to the movie, my mind drifted back to Declan. Those were different flutters. I wished these were those types of flutters, but they weren’t.

Once the movie was over, he grabbed my hand and led me out of the dark theater. “Do you want to go back to my house? We can grab pizza on our way?” I asked. Maybe I needed more time with him. Love at first sight doesn’t happen.

“Sounds great,” he replied. “Order it and I’ll pick it up.”

Within a few minutes, the pizza was ordered, and he drove towards the pizza place. Parking at the side of the curb, he jumped out and grabbed a pizza. While he was gone, I texted my best friend to tell her what I was planning to do.

Shauna

You’re being stupid.

Alice

He seems fine. I’ll be fine.

Shauna

Make sure you text me later to make sure you are fine.

Kevin slipped into the jeep, and we drove to my apartment. “Did you like the movie?” he asked as we walked to the door. I tossed the pizza box on my coffee table and sat down.

“The movie was okay. I was kinda distracted,” I mumbled.

He sat beside me. “I was too. You’re extremely beautiful.”

My stomach lurched again, and I tucked another hair behind my ear. “Thanks.” I leaned forward and grabbed a piece of pizza. “I hate first dates. Don’t you?”

He nodded as he grabbed his slice. “Yeah, they suck. Hopefully, this will be the last first date after a while.”

A flutter erupted in my stomach. “Yeah, hopefully.” But as much as I said the words, I didn’t believe it. Some people had that instant connection and spark. This wasn’t us. I already knew. His hand touched my thigh, but I didn’t move it yet. Maybe it was time to see if feelings would blossom. But nothing was happening, no matter how long he touched me.

This was a dud of a date.

Oh well.

I wiped my mouth with my napkin and wiped the grease off my hands as he launched himself at me. His tongue pushed into my mouth as I tried to push him off of me. He was much stronger than I thought. I bit his tongue, and he lurched back.

“What the fuck?!” he screamed.

“I don’t want to kiss you right now!” I screamed.

“You shouldn’t have invited me back if you didn’t want to fuck!”

“It’s not like that!” I screamed as I tried to push him away again.

Kevin slammed me on the edge of the hard couch, and stars dotted my vision. His hands reached around my throat and everything spun as the air left my lungs. I thrashed and reached behind the arm of the couch for my knitting needles. I grabbed one and stabbed at his throat and face wildly. His hands fell off me and I rolled out from under him. I stumbled to my feet and grabbed a knife from the kitchen.

Was he screaming? Was I screaming? Someone was. I couldn’t hear it over the thudding of my heart and the fear inside my soul. The needle stuck out of the side of his throat as blood poured everywhere. He lurched for me and I stabbed him in the gut. He dropped to the ground, and I pulled the knife out and stabbed again. In a trance, it was like every creepy guy interacting with me passed through my mind. I wasn’t just stabbing my date, but every damn asshole in the world. It took a few more minutes before I stopped. My biceps screamed in exhaustion as I realized I was covered in blood. My eyes widened as I scooted backwards.

There was a dead body in my kitchen.

What was I going to do now?