My name is Elijah Goldsworthy. Eli for short, and this is my story. I'd like you to know that I was in love with the very essence of Evil. Oh she didn't look it though, she looked every bit as innocent as she claimed to be. I laugh now looking back on it, I had tried to keep my distance so as to not taint her with my personality. If I had only known what she was capable of then I would have kept my distance, not for her safety.. but my own.
I remember the first day I met her, in the parking lot of school, of all places to meet the love of your life. Her friend had knocked her glasses out of her hands and I accidently ran over them. I handed them back to her and told her that I thought they were dead, then I mentally slapped my forehead while thinking,
"Great! Good job Eli, she probably thinks you're obsessed with death now." looking back on that thought makes me laugh even harder, because... well if anybody was obsessed with death, it was her. I remember her saying she didn't need them, that she had gotten laser eye surgery.
"You have pretty eyes." was my answer. She smiled and blushed and I immediately knew I loved to see her blush and I had to see it again.
"Guess I'll see you around..?"
"Guess you will." I said before climbing in my car and driving away. I loved everything about her. Her pretty auburn, curly hair. Her smile, her blush. Hell I even liked her outfit, it showed off just the right amount of curves without looking trampy. But, oh, my favorite thing about her would have to be her icy blue eyes that sparkled in the sunlight. That were so clear that it was almost like... she could see though me. I wanted to know everything about her. And I had already made up my mind that I WOULD know everything about her. I didn't know it then, but I would regret that decicsion later.