True Love

Love is like something that you build as you get older. First, you just think it's something that isn't that big. And after a while, you learn things and you develop real feelings. But I never liked anyone in the 23 years of my life, I never found any girl or boy interesting. Until my sister, Charlotte, introduced her friend to me.
"Voila! This is my friend, Blake!"
She was a pretty cute girl in my opinion. She had blonde hair, pale skin, blue eyes, and a height of 6'2. Or should I say "my type"? That was the first time I ever caught feelings for someone.
"Hi, Blake," I said.
"O-o-o-oh! Hi," Blake said.
"My name is Em, nice to meet you."
She smiled and blushed. She seemed introverted too. I walked toward her and said the words that started the "fun".
"Wanna go on a date?" I asked.
"Sure," Blake said.
My sister looked at me weirdly, then once I noticed it she smiled. She mouthed something and it seemed like she said "sorry she was the only one". I was about to ask her what she meant, but Blake rushed out the door.
"C'mon!" Blake said.
"Alright, wait!"
We were walking in a park and Blake and I were talking about our love lives and hers was really... weird.
"I've dated about 12 guys in my life, and every time we go on our first date someone tries to take him from me so I have a talk with the person, and then my boyfriend breaks up with me."
I gave her a look that I wanted her to notice. It was a look of suspicion. She yanked me towards her and started pacing past a house. A man was staring at her and he gave her the finger and told me "That girl is a murderer!" She didn't look like a murderer so I didn't listen.
"What's wrong with him? Is he your ex?" She didn't answer and just paced faster. I was about to ask her what happened between those two but she probably wanted to keep it private since she wasn't answering. I wanted to know what happened with those two. I don't think she does anyway. We arrived and sat down on a bench. She rested her head on my shoulder and started talking to me.
"Would you kill for me?" Blake asked. I was scared by the question but I answered honestly. "No, why would I do that?" She stopped resting her head, got up, and walked to another guy. She was talking to him and they laughed a few times. She came back after 5 minutes and she said that it was time to go. I went up to the man and was about to start a fight.
"That's my girlfriend you know." I said. I only said it as a bluff since I actually liked Blake a little bit already. "Um, we're going on a date tomorrow," the man said. I was shocked. But I already felt that she was gonna do something like that She's a pretty girl that has dated 12 guys, but that might just be because the guys themselves. I walked away and me and Blake started walking back to my house.
"That guy was a major weirdo! He asked me for pictures and he wanted my number. He was a creep. He tried to play with my hair too! Why didn't you beat him u-" I cut her off.
"You really think you can lie?" I asked. I did this to find the truth in what happened.
"What?"
"You know damn well that you two were having a nice conversation and you both were laughing your asses off. I went up to him after you came back from talking to him and he said that you asked him out to a date!" I yelled.
"But you're my true love and why would I ever cheat on anyone? I've only cheated on 11-" Blake said.
"You slipped up!" I said.
I ran home and I didn't hear from her or talk about her for the rest of the day. I finally knew what my sister meant by "sorry she was the only one". She knew that Blake was a bedswervering bitch! I cried. I did. I knew my entire life that love was fake! I guess I'm better off without anyone...
"Em..." my sister said. I turned around and she was hollow. She held up her hand to show a stab wound. I got out of my bed and rushed to her.
"Charlotte! What happened?" I asked. She started talking, but she was barely audible since she was also crying. "She was here and she started talking about true love and she was mad that I didn't let her in the house and-" I cut her off.
"That's all I need to hear. Use all that energy into staying alive." I said. I took her into the bathroom and bandaged her up. She went to her room and went to sleep. I locked every single door in the house to make sure no one could come in. I don't know who would go psycho for love but I know there's someone that would. I went to sleep after making sure the house was secure. I didn't want to get the cops involved since I don't have a good history with them. They tortured her because they thought she was guilty of killing 12 people. She was about to get put on death row.
The next morning, I checked my sister's room and she was gone. Later, the police arrived and said that she was murdered by a girl named Black Robinson that has killed 12 people, and make that 13 if you added this one. She was arrested and the only reason she was caught was because there was a witness last night that saw it from their window. A few years later I dated another girl and she looked pretty close to what Blake looked like.
She told me about her love life when we were walking to the park, which she picked to go to and she said:
"I've dated about 13 guys in my life, and every time we go on our first date someone tries to take him from me so I have a talk with the person and then my boyfriend breaks up with me. And one of their sisters died recently and I think I might try again since she's gone. Without her, me and him are here having a new start."
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