the serial killer [h.s]

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missing : paige redler.
19, blonde, brown eyes, 5"10, thin.
last seen april, 25th at john paul joned arena in charlottesville, VA.
she was wearing a black t-shjrt with the band name "the 1975", blue skinny jeans and black boots.
if you have any information, please call :
24- hour tip line :
434-352-3467
or
crime stoppers :
434-977-4000
CRIME STOPPERS REWARD $100,000.

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"dear mr and mrs reifler.

five days ago, i saw your daughter sitting against the tree, smoking weed. she wasn't a good child so you can say it wasn't a big doom. i went to her and pretended to be her friend, she told me that she hated you, you were always expecting the best from her, "be good" "good grades" "dress like that" "pee like that" anyway you get the memo. she literally confessed every single thing that happened in her rueful life, you can say i sent her free. as the good friend that i am i took her to my house, my room. she thought that i was going to make her tea or solace her. really? people these days are so naive. do i really look like an innocent to you? well you can't know that you never saw me hahaha.
after this cute little moment of the notebook, i tied her in a closet and starved her for 2 days. she was crying and begging and screaming your name. how sweet. i stripped her several times, i just like things on my manner. how she did kick, bite, scratch. she was a rough one. i cut all of her fingers , one by one.
by the way i sent you one, search again in the enveloppe. i sent you the finger where she was wearing your christmas gift. the beautiful ring. i wanted to sold it but ya know, memorial stuff.
you should've listened to her screams. they were so melodic, too bad i killed her.
do you wanna know how did i kill her? i burned her alive.

p.s : the last thing she said was "i hate you". your daughter was a rough one for sure but not an original one.

p.s.s : oh, i didn't like her blonde hair, so i shaved it.

Cordially, K. "

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everybody was talking about "K", nobody knew who she or he was.
people were making theories thinking that maybe, maybe tomorrow or next week or next month they'll find out who was the source of their nightmares. who was the cold heartless monster that terrified every soul. but she knew that she was intreceable. she was smart, too smart for them.

the thing about K, is that she never killed a kid. she never killed someone who was underage, that's the main reason why you'll always find kids playing in the street. she hated kids, but she couldn't kill them. not that she felt emotion or something, hell no. she just liked challenge. kids were too innocent.

she was watching tv, not paying that much attention until they showed mrs reifler crying and screaming while the letter was on her left hand. she was proud of that letter actually.
the woman whom she guess was... what was her name again? paige. yeah paige's mom was actually insulting the police and shouting that they weren't protecting people blablabla you know the usual speech. not like she cared anyway, she was too damn obssessed with her perfect reputation that she ignored her own child, who is dead by the way. damn i'm such a fiend.

she turned off the tv, grabbed her car keys and went to the park. there she saw a boy, a handsome one, he had a long sheet of glossy raven hair and a graceful neck. the park was empty so it was her chance.

K had some methods that she learned over the years, she "accidentally" stumbled next to him and he grabbed her by the waist so she could not fall. totally cliché.

"are you okay?" he said, concern in his voice.

" yup. " and no i didn't pop the fucking p. "thank you for uh..saving me." she added with a charismatic smile.

"it's okay. do you want to sit?" he pointed to the bench with a shy smile.

"of course." she took a sit next to him and kept looking at him. just one of her methods.

"so uh what's your name? i'm zayn."

"what a beautiful name you have there. nice to meet you zayn, i'm nina."

"nice to meet you too, i like yours too."

"so.. what are you doing here by yourself?" he was too hot, damn who created him? she thought of fucking him before killing him but no. it's not a part of the torture.

"ya know, just chilling. " his long eyelashes complimented perfectly his mixture of tan and cream skin.

"it's pretty cold here. do you want to come to my place? we can talk around a hot tea.

"you sure don't mind?" he raised his eyebrows just to make sure i was absolutely certain about it, of course i am you're hot.

"yeah i'm sure! my car is at the parking." i grabbed his thumb, his hands were so soft that i nearly felt sorry for him. nearly.

"sure let's go."