More days passed. Ethan came to see me everyday, but he didn't kiss me again. We just hugged, sat down, and talked. He would give me gifts every time he came to see me, as well as money and food. One day though, he texted me saying to wear a dress, that he had given me the day before. I asked why and he simply told me I would find out.

He came to my tent where I was sitting down eating yesterday's pizza dressed in a tuxedo. He looked so good. Words cannot describe how good that guy looked in a tux. The black and white perfectly complemented all of his perfect features. And his white streak of his hair topped it all off.
He told me we were going on a date. Maybe this would be my chance. Luckily, my dress had pockets, so I was able to hide the gun in there. We went to a restaurant that he had brought privately for us. Did he really like me that much? We walked hand in hand and sat down at our table. We stuffed ourselves with pineapple pizza. We were talking when suddenly the TV in the restaurant turned onto the news channel. It was breaking news. An entire family of serial killers had escaped from prison. They displayed their pictures. Oh my gosh. It was my parents, and my brothers and sisters. My family. Were they coming back to get me? Probably not. But I could make them. All I had to do was kill Ethan. I spun myself round and looked at his face. His eyes were filled with colour from the TV and his mouth was open in awe as they told the story of how they had abandoned their youngest daughter 13 years ago, and nobody knows where she is. Wait. Abandoned daughter? 13 years ago? That's me. I prayed and prayed they wouldn't show a picture of seven year old me, Ethan would probably recognise me right away.
"It's terrible isn't it?" Ethan said, looking at me. I was probably sweating and most likely looked like I was having a heart attack. "what is?" I asked, pretending to not realise what he was talking about. "What kind of heartless parents would abandon a seven year old? They must be pure evil to do that to a little girl. I hate people like them. They do mean things for no reason." Ethan declared, quite clearly feeling rather strongly on this topic. I could feel a bit of rage bubbling inside of me. If he only he knew they were my parents. That I was the one that was abandoned. My parents were amazing, but they weren't pure evil. "I hope the police never find that girl, it's good they don't know where she is, her parents don't deserve her" Ethan continued. That blew it. I couldn't do this. He's gone too far, knowingly or not. That was it. I'm going to kill him.

Yet I looked into his eyes and knew I couldn't do it today. Tomorrow. For sure.
I told him I had to go, he was fine with that and let me go. I ran. I had a lot of planning to do.

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