Love. What a controversial word. Can anyone ever truly feel it? I mean I know there's obsession, jealousy, desire, lust... But is there really Love?

Yes. Yes, there is. At least that's what my years of experience have taught me. If you were meant to fall in Love, then there's no stopping it. You can't chose either. The person you fall in love with could be your best friend or worst enemy. It was the latter that did it for me.

I hated her at first. Hated her very existence. Just like the way I was taught. In my opinion she shouldn't have existed. And maybe it would've been better for everyone if she hadn't. Better for me, anyway. Maybe if she hadn't existed, I would've never fallen in Love with her or broken her heart, the way I did.

Or maybe If she never existed, I never would've been forced to kill her.

See, it had started off as something else. Something delicious. Lust. It had been something neither one of us could control. Our animalistic sides had taken over us and we couldn't stop it. Every time we were in the same room together, the sexual tension was unbearable and we felt like we just needed to touch each other. It was incredible.

But then things got out of control. Not that they hadn't been already, but this was worse. I wouldn't be able to stop thinking about her. And when we didn't see each other for days on end, I would go into a semi-depression. I became obsessed. I was jealous of every man that would go near her and every person who would spend time with her, or would make her laugh. I desired her more than anything in the world, but it wasn't only physically. No it was much more than that.

At first I had thought I was going insane. But then she told me she felt the same. It had been the best moment of my life. After that sex wasn't just shagging anymore. It was making love. Every touch, every kiss would feel incredible. It was like she was in my head and I was in hers. We had something past a physical connection. It was something spiritual. It was beautiful, yet horrible.

So how did I go from hating her, to lusting for her, to loving her, to killing her, you ask? Well let me tell you. Let me tell you the tragic story behind the only woman I have ever loved and how I killed her.

AN: Well here you have it guys. The prologue to my new story. I don't know where exactly I want to go with this yet (other than the obvious facts that have been listed above) but I know I will actually finish it this time!!! Since I already got my ending in a way, I'm sure I'll be able to complete it. I PROMISE.

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