The last traces of the sun slid down behind the broad cliff. Amiee sighed, wondering. Wondering about life, death, and when the popcorn was going to be done. Alex, her current boyfriend, threw a piece of the remaining popcorn at her, laughing. His eyes danced, fantacizing the intimacies they would share later that night.

Amiee turned to him, grinning broadly. He was so cute. He reminded her of the last boyfriend she had. They both had golden-brown hair and dancing blue eyes. They both had the bronze skin and muscles that most girls only dreamed of. They both fit the perfect description of a Ken doll. They both looked exactly like her brother, Sean.

The microwave dinged, and Amiee turned to go get it. Tonight, she would share a wonderful passion with Alex. Tomorrow, he would die. Just like Sean, and just like her last boyfriend.

She drew her hair back behind her ear, pouring the popcorn into a bowl. She could feel Alex's intense gaze, undressing her in his mind. She "accidentally" knocked the bag onto the floor, so that she would have to pick it up, flaunting her chest in a way that would shame any other. Alex stared, and didn't stop even when she came and sat back down beside him. Amiee pushed play on the remote, acutely aware that Alex was still staring at her. He toyed with a strand of her dark brown hair, brushing his hand up against her neck. She would be a sweet lover.

Amiee felt his warm skin, knowing that he didn't care about the movie that was playing. He only wanted what he could get from her body-one more thing that compared him to all the other men in her life. She looked up at his steady gaze, not meeting his eyes, but only because he was busy screening her chest. She reached a hand up, touching his face, feeling the couse stubble where he hadn't shaved. He leaned in to kiss her, and she allowed his tongue to enter her mouth. His hands found hers, and he reached them behind her, standing up slowly. She stood up with him, just wanting to get the night over with. His hand slid over her side, going to reach behind himself. She felt him grab her other hand, and then he twisated her around so fast that she didn't have time to react. She was thrown face first into the carpet, and she felt him sit on her bach, slapping something cool, smooth and metal around her wrists; handcuffs.

All at once, the front door slammed open into the dimly lit house. The cops swarmed in as Alex picked her back up from the floor. She could hear sirens in the distance, blaring, taunting her. A single thought crossed her mind as she was thrown into the back of an awaiting cop car.

"Stupid. How could I be so stupid?"