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When I was younger, a crazy man killed both my parents with a 9mm. They were coming out of the store and walking towards the car when he came up behind them and shot them in the head. It happened right in front of me. I was in the car listening to music, I was just about to unlock the door as they got closer. For an 11-year-old this cold winter night was tragic to me. It damn near took over my teen years, and could have ruined my life. Over the years my life was somewhat dreary, Every night I had nightmares and my grandparents thought that I was losing my mind. That night slowly faded out of my mind but one detail never died. The moment the killer looked into the car, into my eyes. I never forgot his eyes. They were the eyes of a psycho.

When I was 17, graduation day, I saw the man again. The man who killed my parents. He looked the same, but somehow different. He had those eyes. I’m not sure if he knew who I was or if he even recognized me at all, but he stared intensely.

He looked to be around 39 or 40 I could read ages like a dictionary. I thought to myself if he's here then he has a purpose. He either has a son or daughter, or he's here because he knows who I am. Before I assumed the second option I looked around the room.

I was already standing, waiting for the speaker to call my name so that I could walk across the stage. There were 8 or 9 people in front of me. As the line got shorter I felt threatened. I didn’t see anyone who looked like this man anywhere around the room, yet he was there. Now there were two more people in front of me. I looked straight ahead.

"Jasmine Carter" was called and she walked across the stage.

i zoned out again, and that’s when it happened. The boy in front of me looked around and nodded to the crazy man. They looked just alike. It had to have been his son.

"Jalil Collins" was the name called, and he walked across the stage.

I was in a panic. I'd seen this boy around the school a few times, we didn’t have any classes, but I always had the strange feeling I knew him. Now I knew why. He was the son of the man who killed my parents.

"Destiny Crane" I walked across the stage as people cheered and took more pictures. I didn’t take my eyes off him though. I had to be sure that my mind wasn't getting the best of me today.

About an hour later the ceremony was over and Jalil walked over to the man and gave him a hug. I knew then that My assumptions were correct.

Now you may be sitting there thinking, "what does any of this have to do with your story?". Well little do you know, it has everything to do with it. For years I wondered what would I do if I ever saw this man again. When I finally saw them together it all made sense. I knew what I could do to make sure my parents had their revenge through me. My plan was to date his son, get to know his dad a little more, make both of them adore me, and then kill his father when I’d gained his trust.

Its been two years since graduation, and I'm finally about to put that plan in motion. My birthday is in two weeks and Guess who's invited to the party.



My plan seemed less and less likely everyday I took towards my birthday. My bestfriends didn’t even know what I was up to, I couldn’t just walk around during the day plotting someone's death. It had to be right, It had to work out so that no fingers could be pointed to me in the end. I wasn’t trying to end up on the 9 o'clock news. I could picture it now, "college student on a crazy rampage of killing spree's after the loss of her parents when she was a child. Can this be considered Insanity?"

No, No, NO! I refuse to be that person. I mean yeah I was angry, and yeah I wanted revenge, but damn it i had a right to.

My two bestfriends Sarah and Troy decided two months ago that they were going to use my birthday as a way to get a lot of stress out of everyone's system. Since graduation I've been attending college and majoring in Psychology. Everyone has been really stressed and I agreed that they could have their little party, but only because it went along with my plans perfectly.

My only condition was that I had to have a partial say in the guest list. Everything else that went on was beyond my control.

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The night of the party I was a little nervous. I had to have on the perfect outfit, and I had to have the right attitude to make him want me. If I do say so myself, I’m sexy. I’m not just saying that to be full of myself, I’m saying it because I have never had a guy turn me down. I either can make them want me for that moment or I can make them want me as their girl for life, but I have never been turned down.

I got my Hazel eyes from my father and my perfect lips from my mother. I didn’t get my dimples from either of them though, I guess I just got lucky. My long hair came from my mother also, she was half Puerto Rican.

Like I said My looks work for me. Around 11 o'clock, I noticed Jalil walk through the doors. I kept my distance and kept my eye on him before I made my move. He was actually kind of sexy. I found myself becoming more and more intrigued by him. The way he walked, the way the way he danced, the way he smiled.

I walked across the floor and got a drink. Troy hired his cousin as a bartender so the whole "Must be 21 to get drinks" thing was over ruled- at least for the night. I put the drink down and say some guys dancing around the edge of the dance floor and I pulled one over to the middle of the floor. I started dancing in my freakum dress and I had a lot of people impressed. The guy I was dancing with seemed to get more and more riled up just by the way I swayed my hips to the music.

After that first dance, I noticed Jalil looking at me. I had him hooked. Now all I had to do was be the classy, smart, and funny girl I knew I could be and I'd be his girl. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed him walking over to me. I turned his way and gave him a seductive smile. By the way he looked back at me I could tell it turned him on.

"So you're the birthday girl huh?"

"Yea, How'd you know?"

"Because it would take alot of courage for someone to steal the show at someone else's birthday party."

"And If it wasn’t my birthday what would you have said?" I asked.

"I would still be coming over to ask you to dance." He said holding out his hand. I accepted it and we made our way back to the dance floor.

I danced with him for the next three songs before we went to go get drinks. I was getting overheated and I told him I was going outside for a little bit. He offered to go with me. When we were outside the cool air going through my lungs felt so good.

"So what's your name?" I asked as if I didn’t know.

"Jalil, and yours?"

"Destiny, but everyone calls me Des"

"Well listen Des, I've gotta run, I told my friends I'd meet them later. But I'd like to see you again."

"Do you have a cell phone on you?"

He took the phone out and I put my home and cell numbers in it. He gave me a hug and took off to the parking lot.

But not before saying "I'll be in touch."

And I had no doubts that he would be.




The morning after my head was pounding from all the drinks and dancing. I got up and walked into my apartment's living room. Sarah was lying on the couch watching t.v.

"Hey Des, are we still on for shopping today? I seriously need a new outfit to get rid of the boredom I've been experiencing for the past 2 hours." She said glancing up at me, then continuing to flip through the channels.

I laughed at her urge to go shopping and then went into the kitchen to make some coffee. "Sarah, how long have you been up?" I asked after looking at the clock on the microwave stating 10:03a.m.

"Since like 7:45, why?" She said it as if that was a normal time to wake up after you party ‘til 3 in the morning.

"Sweetie you have to get more than 4 hours of sleep. Watch you're gonna turn into an old, bitter, reckless cat lady."

"Yea whatever"

As soon as the coffee was done, I poured it into a mug. I added sugar and cream began to sip it slowly because it was hot. I decided that if I went into my room and took a shower it would give Sarah a chance to see how tired she actually was.

When I got into the shower my head started flashing back to that night, when I was 11 years old. The last thing I remember my parents asking me was "Do you want anything out of the store?" I remember saying, "Candy! A pack of starburst please."

My cell phone ringing loudly interrupted my thoughts. I jumped out of the shower, grabbed my towel off of the back door, and snatched my cell phone from off of the sink.

"Hello?" I said a little out of breath.

"Hey, Destiny?" The voice said.

"Yea, who's this?" I said hoping my instincts were right.

"Jalil."

"Oh hey! I was just thinking about you." I said putting on my flirtatious voice.

"Oh really? Should I be worried?" As soon as he said it, I could tell he was smiling.

"I don’t know you tell me."

"How about I tell you tonight. Let me take you out"

"Hmmm... So soon? Now should I be worried?" I said jokingly.

"Not at all."

We finished up our conversation and it ended with me giving him my address so that he could come and pick me up. He said he would be here by 7:00p.m and suddenly I had the biggest urge to go shopping.

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Okay so this is a story that I started a while ago, and I never finished. I had planned to, but I got sidetracked. But now I want to finish it. I had three chapters posted, and I combined them as one chapter so that you could review them, the fourth chapter will be up soon. So RRCS! Plz && thanxx... Oh yea and tell me what cha think!