Serial Killer (Ricky Horror)

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Emmett's POV

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"Anything else you want me to do your highness?" Ricky asked bitterly. I glared at him.

"No. But keep using that tone with me, there will be" I said. He rolled his eyed.

"How much more cleaning do I have to do before you set me free?" He asked.

"I don't know, depends on how you're acting" I said.

"I wanna go home to my friends and family. They're obviously worried sick, please just let me go" he begged.

"No" I said simply.

"You're making my life a living hell!" He snapped.

"I'm making your life a living hell?! You don't even know what being in a living hell is like! You know, I could murdered you by now or be torturing you, but I'm not. I decided to be nice for once and you're being an ungrateful little twat! Be thankful that I didn't kill you when I brought you back!" I shouted.

"I'm sorry! I didn't know that I was supposed to be happy about being held hostage!" He growled.

I lunged at him and grabbed him.

I dragged him down to the basement and tied him to a chair.

"Keep this up, and you'll be working on your third strike" I said, walking out of the basement. I locked the door.

-Ricky's POV-

Fuck. I should have just kept my mouth shut.

Now I'm going to be trapped in a basement for god knows how long, just because I couldn't keep my big mouth shut.

How can a teenager be so vicious?

What made her do all this? Why does she kill people? Why hasn't she gotten help yet?

Anyways... She didn't do a very good job of tying me up because I already wriggled one of my hands of the rope.

I eventually got my other hand out and untied the rope that was tied to my legs.

I got up and turned on the light.

I saw a box in the corner that was labelled 'Emmett's stuff'.

I walked over to the box and pulled out a piece of paper.

It was Emmett's birth certificate.

Emmett Kylie Baker

Date of Birth: July 9, 1997

Time of birth: 11:27 A.M.

Weight: 5lbs. 13oz.

Length: 19in.

Hair color: blonde

Eye color: left eye; blue, right eye; green

Cry type: alert

Mother: Jessica Preston

Father: Robert Baker

Well now I know when her birthday is. Now to find out why she is the way she is.