Black lace, crimson sunset

“... In the eyes of Kostya, fear was swept away - genuine, creepy.
- I did not tell you - I was afraid that you would take me for a madman! “But now, after your words ... Here is what a story ... In the last month, everything comes across a girl alone.” Pretty beautiful, all in black, from head to toe, only red lipstick. I walk along the street - and she will meet. And looks at me. Smiles.
- On which street?
-Yes, and that’s the trick, which is different! And always - towards! And in different places! Step, she is following me! A few days ago I could not stand it, took it and asked: What do you need from me, girl? I still have goosebumps ... I am not a coward, but here ... it has been made, step. Do you know what she answered me? “How can I part with you? After all, I am your death ...