The girl stopped writhing, she stopped trying to scream through my hand, tears stopped streaming down her cheeks. I didn't even know who she was, I didn't remember how I met this one. All I knew was she was kill number #190, which is a lot considering I only had been killing for, three years now. I looked at my watch. Shit, it was 7:00, I only had an hour. I quickly threw the dead girl into my bathroom, I will deal with her later, but for now, I need to get myself ready. I pulled the suit out of my closet and started pulling it on. I decided against the guyliner tonight, but I did want something that was part of me, I pulled the black rose from it's vase and hid it in my sleeve. Yes I knew what a black rose "meant" but I find it complete and udder bullshit, she loved black roses. Tonight was going to be the most important night of my life, I was going to ask Girlie to be my valentine at the Valentine Dance. I ran up the stairs and sprinted to my car, I was already in and started it up. As I was driving towards the school, I started smiling. There was doubt in my mind she wasn't going to be there, lately she's been getting secret admirer letters and now, he said he'd reveal himself at the Valentine Dance.
I'll give you three guesses on who the secret admirer is,
I pulled up to the school and couldn't help but laugh, everyone was already half drunk and were waddling over to their cars, going anywhere but here. I walked into the building and was greeted by loud; loud music. You couldn't see an open space on the dance floor and there was not a single place that wasn't crowded with people, even loners were being social.
"Kill" someone hissed
I turned around and saw that no one around me was reacting, it must be the wind
"Gerard, you know you want to kill. Just do it, grab someone, strangle them, you know you love the feeling" it hissed again
I was now freaked out, I've never dealt with this, those words kept rattling through my head
"Kill" it chanted
I grabbed my ears, trying to block out the vicious voice
"Kill. Kill. Kill" It rambled on and on just repeating kill
I was terrified and grabbed my ears tighter as the voice kept hissing at me to kill someone
"Pansy?"
I quickly turned around and mentally, my jaw dropped all the way to hell. Her normally tomboy feature had simply been covered in a long red dress. Her normally unkept hair was tidy and curling around her shoulders. Girlie's normally no make-uped face had cherry red lips and black eyeliner bringing out her blue/green eyes
"Um... Na face... makeup.... Girlie?" I stammered completely at awe
"Did I... over do it?"
"Absolutely not, you look incredible"
"Thanks, so do you"
It was silent for only two seconds before she threw me a question
"I thought you said dances were overrated?"
"I thought you said dresses were only exceptible at a wedding and nothing else" I said smiling
"My mom wouldn't let me go in a tuex"
I bit back a laugh, because she was dead serious
"I didn't know you asked someone, why didn't you tell me?"
"I didn't know you got asked, why didn't you tell mwa?"
she bit her bottom lip, an odd habit she had when she was hiding something
"What are you hiding" I said poking her in the sides
"Ididn'ttellyoubecauseIhavenoideawhoheorsheis" she said very quickly
I didn't take me too long to decifer what she had said, I smirked
"You got a terrorist letter asking you to go to a dance and you decided what the hell?"
"Well, yeah I guess" She blushed
"Since you don't know who it is, who do you want it to be?"
"I can't tell you"
"Yes you can"
"You promise not to laugh or run away screaming?"
I put my hand to my heart and raised the other to my ear "I swear on the grave of my dear deceased grandmother"
"Okay" she paused and took a deep breath
I leaned in closer to here what she was going to say, I was praying it wasn't someone too attractive. She put her head by my ear and I felt her warm breath on my earlobe
"You" she whispered
She pulled her head away and was blushing like mad, I was shocked on the outside, but on the inside I was cheering at the top of my lungs.
"You know what's ironic" I smirked
"What?" she asked as if she was choking
"I'm the one who gave you the letter"
I think I almost caused her to faint, but she caught herself and punched me in the arm
"You're a jackass you know that right?"
"I don't see what I did wrong"
I pulled out the black rose and gave it to her
"Does this makeup for it?"
she was smiling but she obviously had a plan
"Close, but no cigar"
"Oh really?"
I grabbed her neck and pushed her lips towards mine, it wasn't sloppy and it wasn't dirty, it was just gentle and sweet.
"So, am I forgiven?"
"Yes Pansy, you are"
"So does that mean you'll be my Valentine?"
"Of course, you Pansy"

Notes

That was fluffy mixed with crazy and Evil Gerard, isn't COMPLETELY evil, just, confused. Anyways, love yous guys! Comment because I love it when you do! Vote because I'm crazy and you are too! And Subscribe, because why the hell not?
~Love, Lady Torment