There she was. Katerina. My Katerina. She’s mine. Forever. And ever. And ever…

The movie premiere was full of beautiful adults and children, shouting my name. “Chris!! Chris!! I love you!” I just smiled back and waved at them. I didn’t care about them.

Just Katerina.

I finally saw her when the premiere was over, her beautiful black dress with slits by her legs, her dark makeup, her hair up in a beautiful black ribbon.

I walked towards her, because yes, she was a celebrity too. But she won’t be for long…

I put my arm around her neck, feeling the hairs stick up. She glanced at me, looking uncomfortable. “Chris, what are you doing?” she murmured quickly. “I just.. love feeling the hairs fly up on the back of your neck. It’s so….. consuming.” She pushed off of me, the photographer confused, I guess he just doesn’t understand the love for a woman you want to kill.

It was later that day, I had covered myself in black, disguising myself, so no fan would come ask for a photo. Ugh.

Her front door was locked. I knocked. I heard feet walking towards her white painted door, and she opened it. “Um, who are you?” I had a small knife behind my back, so she wouldn’t see. I knocked her out before she could even think twice about it. “You’re worst and best nightmare..” I dragged her upstairs.

This was good because she lived alone. That meant I could do whatever I wanted to her. Rip her hair, bite her neck, all the loving things.

I tied her in a chair, the rough ropes around her raw skin, her neck so appealing I could rip it.

About twenty minutes later, she was awake. I was just staring at her. Admiring her. Consuming her. Wanting to- “Who are you?” she said in a raspy tone, still not quite awake yet. I caressed her neck, “Don’t worry about it, love. Just trust the process.”

I grabbed my knife out, then walked towards her. Her eyes got big, oh, her beautiful green eyes. So delicious. She tried to rip from her chair. “Oh, no, you can’t leave. I’m going to cut you all up, and taste your flesh. Mmm,” I grabbed her neck, her mouth trying to breathe, but I wouldn’t let her, I instantly got the knife, and sliced her neck. Dead. I smiled.

“Time to taste your flesh, love.”