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The way they pierced through the room never failed to amaze him. Her long black hair seemed to add the perfect contrast to the beauty of such pale skin.
And those eyes…

Jasper had a bit of a fetish when it came to pain. There was something about bringing a person to their knees with tears that made him smile. You see, Jasper wasn’t like other boys and girls. He was completely and utterly empty inside.

As a child, he faced an abusive up-bringing. His mother, the schizophrenic, abandoned him post to months of neglect and starvation. And when Jasper turned nine, one of his most traumatic experiences took place. He was repeatedly raped by a teenager that lived around the block. Fortunately he managed to block a lot of it out, but certain images seemed to slice through the veil of repressed memories.

And the abuse left him hallow. An empty shell.

He didn’t like most people. In fact, their mere presence frequently aggravated him beyond that which I can describe through third person. But he played nicely with their ignorance despite the sheer idiocy most of them presented.

But not her.

He knew it wasn’t love, he wasn’t capable of such. Moreover, the way she looked at him during that Algebra class made him want to jump up and beat her to the ground until she screamed out his name and begged him to stop.

“That’s not healthy,” he told himself quietly, fiddling with the pencils on his desk. “That that’s the first thing I’d come to think upon – not sex or maybe a decent relationship”. He chanced another look at her to find she was still staring, “Even so, it’s what I want”..
I will not kill my fellow peer.

I will not kill my fellow peer.

“Jasper! Is there something you would like to add to the lesson?” The voice of Mrs. Barrington called him out of his musings.

“Excuse me?” He was so flustered that he barely managed to fake surprise. Lucky for him, Mrs. Barrington was old and had exceedingly poor vision. She didn’t manage to catch a glimpse of the monster within him before he concealed it with a phony smile. These people, he thought. So easy to manipulate.. They refuse to see what they are too afraid to accept.

“Well I wanted to know if you were going to spend all class mumbling to yourself or if you perhaps had some input on the equation,” she didn’t look very pleased. The ungrateful bastard. With all the effort he put into not slaughtering her and everyone else in the room, she ought to be handing him the noble prize.

Instead she proceeded to glare.

“No ma’am, I’m sorry for the misunderstanding”. He almost sounded like a prat boy as he coated each word thick with honey. She shook her head in his general direction before returning to the board.

And he, too, returned – but not to the math problem.. Instead he swiveled around to face her again. Jane Lee Anderson.

They’re eyes touched for a moment before she looked down in embarrassment, those velvet locks obscuring the breathtaking face from him.

He didn’t like that.

Again the need to go to her, to hit her. Abuse her.. Overcome her.

I will not kill my fellow peer.

The bell rang loudly as it signaled the end of school. Jasper quickly gathered his possessions and made haste toward the door, but she seemed to pop out of no where and block his way.

“Hi,” Jane said softly, barely more then a whisper.

“Uh, hi,” emotionless and monotonous, he sounded as if he couldn’t care less. Quite honestly, though, he was intrigued by her sudden appearance. Obsessive sadist or not, the unexpected arrival of a beautiful girl was enough to blow anyone away.

“I was wondering if maybe you wanted to catch a movie or something,” again with the whispers and again with the vision of gripping her dainty throat and bashing her into the wall. It took a moment before he realized he was actually expected to respond.

“Oh, yeah; sure thing,” he didn’t sound very enthusiastic but then again, what could one expect from such a void but that which he brought. He exceeded expectation just by showing up for his lessons to begin with.

“So, maybe… tomorrow night? There’s this film I’ve been dying to see and –”

Stupid. Stupid.. Stupid. Her words meant nothing to him. But her body was something else entirely. Having her that close made the violent demands inside become increasing persistent. Like a nagging voice inside: Take her… TAKE HER.

“No,” he grabbed her collar and pushed her out of the room and away from Mrs. Barrington’s view. It wasn’t an aggressive shove, but he alarmed her all the same. The sound of his voice was so certain and so firm that it knocked the wind out of her.

“Oh!” She gasped but made no attempt to struggle.

“Sorry,” the hiss was insincere but she took it all the same. He still sounded terribly rough, something about the blush in her cheeks excited this further. “I only meant, why don’t we go now?”

There was silence for a moment. His chest was practically touching hers and the beating of heart on heart became stronger.

“Okay,” A child offered the chance of a lifetime, her lips parted slightly as the warm breath tickled his face. He felt himself clench his jaw at her response. Why had he done that? Why had he asked for that? He didn’t want her in a dimly lit theater. What he needed was to tell her she was worthless. He needed to make her cry.
Instead, somehow, he wound up with a date. A date with a disgusting, emotional girl.

“Meet me at my house, seven o’clock?”

“Wouldn’t miss it for the world,” And the polygraph test clearly states that Jasper is a lying bastard.

But Jane couldn’t possibly know that.

Because the conniving young man had a way with words.

-Later that Night-

The dark blue convertible pulled up on the curb just in time. She was waiting for him, wearing a sexy gown that accented her full breasts. “Get in,” He yelled over the blaring stereo. Hesitantly, she obeyed.

As they were cruising down the road, she cleared her throat.

“What?” He turned to look her down, still drumming his fingers to the beat of his tunes.

“I,” She began, but the music was too loud. “I,” she reached over to turn in down and he slapped her hand. Hard.

She retreated, alarmed by his sudden anger.
“Sorry,” He recollected himself. “I just don’t like people touching my stuff”. She nodded as if she understood but still looked worried.

“Could you maybe turn it off?” A request in a shaky voice. He had half a mind to do the opposite, crank up the dial until she went deaf.

But he didn’t.

Control was the key.

“Yeah,” he agreed, doing as she asked “What’s up?”

“I just thought… I dunno. I thought this would be more romantic”. She looked away from him in shame having said all she could.
“Romantic?” Jasper swallowed. “It’s a first date – what could you expect?”
This was the reason he didn’t do things like this to begin with. Women were too demanding. Soon enough she’d be asking him to carry her purse and buy her dinner each night.

“I dunno,” He gazed deeply at the black silk of her gown and reached forward to shut the roof of the vehicle.
“What are you doing?”
“I dunno,” he mimicked her as they were plunged away from the view of passing cars.

“Jazz, this isn’t funny – what are you – AH!” He hit her in the jaw, knocking her out of the leather chair.
“Shut up”.

She stayed quiet for a few minutes before whimpering, still on the ground.

“Jazz, I want to go home,”
“I said SHUT UP,” he rounded on her, lashing out and kicking her in the side.

They never made it to the theater.

Instead, he drove off the side of the road into a secluded forest where he knew no one ever went. Jane continued to cry. Apparently he made her nose bleed.

When they were all alone, he reached over, compassionate again.
“I’m sorry, baby. That was wrong of me,” He purred, stroking her bruised cheek.. “Let me help you out”.

“No,” She pulled away. “I just want to go home. I swear if you do take me home right now I won’t tell anyone”.

“You bet you won’t, you stupid bitch”. He opened up the door and came around to her side. He tried to pull the handle but she locked it. “Open up, Jane,” he commanded. “Jane, I have the keys you know”. He dangled them in front of the window in proof before arranging to force entry. She saw that he would get in one way or the other and immediately crawled across the seats, hoping to get out his side and run for it. He picked up on this immediately and caught her before she could escape, hitting her until she was in the dirt.

As she lay there, writhing in pain and fear, he suddenly realized how badly he wanted to be inside her.

Jasper was never one for sex, the whole thing seemed demeaning. Be that as it may, in her current state of terror, he craved nothing more then to rip her open both emotionally and physically.

He began unzipping his pants.
“Please, please don’t…” She lifted her arms up in order to protect herself but he grabbed her wrists and began ripping off her dress. “Jasper,” she whined. “Don’t do this!”

“Be quiet,” When she was naked and vulnerable, he found with amusement that she was wearing a thong. “You little whore,” he sneered. “What did you want to happen?” He inquired, “And on a first date – you deserve everything you get tonight”. He bent over and removed the underwear with his tongue before thrusting his dick inside. She clawed at him, screaming.

“You like it?” He asked, working harder. “I’ll show you pleasure”.
He twisted around and pushed as far he could until she begged him to stop, offering him anything.. He smiled and hit her straight in the ear. She became wet, leaking out on him. He continued to hit her and scratch her neck. Then he bent down and clamped his mouth over her ripe nipples and bit until she bled.

“MY GOD!” She screamed out in pain, “PLEASE GOD!”

“Hush you stupid slut,” He growled, “That never did anything for anyone”. Then he pulled his hard prick out of her and shoved it in her mouth, making her choke.
“Suck,” He said. “And don’t try anything smart or I’ll pull your teeth out”.

And so she sucked and swallowed and eventually stopped struggling so he got up and put her clothing back on and dressed himself. She didn’t say a word on the way back home or ever again.

But that was fine with him.. Because he had made those green eyes weep.