Blood in the Water

Prologue: Why I moved cities

"A body has been found, lady's and gentlemen," The reporter from the news states. "No sign of who did it or when it happened. Stay tuned for updates." 

My mom turns off the TV and stares in utter disbelief of what happened. I look around, trying not to make eye contact with her or dad. I guess I should introduce myself, hi I'm Max and I just murdered someone tonight. This was my first one but I guarantee not my last. You see, I'm a psychopath, except my parents won't accept it. They best be lucky their not next is what I think.

"Wow, that's just so shocking," I say, "That was the first murder ever here, wasn't it?" 

"Yup," my dad answers, "We better start protecting the house more, so we're not next."  My mom nods in agreement.

Ha, I think, the murderer is right besides them  

I head back up to my room, to dispose of the clothing I used tonight. I was very careful, to say the least and not get blood on my clothes. But just to be safe, I throw them in the waste basket and clean off my knife. You see, I use a knife, quick and easy. I then throw the body into a river with rocks tied to the limbs so it sinks. I'm honestly surprised they found it so quickly. Well time to find my next victim.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ 2 months later ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

"I really like hanging out with you," I say to my friend, Ezra while we're walking down the road that night.

"So do I, Max. So do I." It is about 10 o'clock at night and we both snuck out to hang out. The road we decided to walk down isn't by a bunch of houses, which is a bad decision on his part. I grip the knife I have in my pocket. I slow down and walk behind him.

"What are you doing?" He asks me.

"Oh nothing," I play it cool, "Just thought you would like to lead the way, that's all."

"Oh okay," 

I grab a rock I find on the ground and through it into the brush on his left side.

"Did you hea-" He never got to finish his sentence. I place my knife against his throat and slit it, causing him to die almost instantly. I look down at him, bleeding out on the road. I almost feel bad, ALMOST. The whole reason I suggested this road is because a river is near by. I grab ahold of his arms and pull him into the woods, towards the sounding river. I pull out the four pieces of rope I brought and find four heavy rocks to tie to it. Once that's done, I push him into the water, waving good bye to my victim. 

I quickly head back to my house and climb through my window. They'll never know I was gone I tell myself as I change into my boxers for bed. 

I hid the clothes I wore tonight along with my knife under my bed so my parents won't find them, and I drift off to sleep soon after. I awoke the nice morning with a knock at my door. 

"Come in, " I announce and sit up.

It's my mom. "Max, honey. I'm sorry to tell you this but Ezra... Ezra is dead."

I look at her in disbelief, and then look at my clock. It's only noon, how did they find him so fast? 

"Wh- what?" I start to fake cry, like I don't know.

"Come here, sweetie." My mom pulls me into a hug and I "cry" into her shoulder. "How could they do that to him?" I sob.

"I don't know, Max. You can stay home today, from school, alright?" She let's me go and leaves my room. 

When I know she's far enough down the hall, I break out in a laugh. I can't believe she bought that! And a day off from school? Even better! I think to myself.

I do my own laundry today and act sad whenever my mom sees me. My dad works during the day, so he doesn't know the news yet. Later that day, a thought comes to mind. I realize it's only a short amount of time before the police find out it's me and send me to jail forever. I work up the perfect lie, some one is bullying me and we need to move cities, the further away the better. I'm about to tell my mom when my dad comes home and announces something.

"Guys, my job is moving me." He starts.

"Oh no, where?" My mom asks, concern.

"We gotta move all the way to Seattle." 

Yes, yes, YES! This saves me so much time and I don't have to do anything.

"But that's so far away. Do we have to move?" 

"That's the best idea, I'm sorry sweetie and Max."

"That's okay," I try and sound sad, "I'll make more friends there."

"That's the spirit!" My dad grabs us both into a hug.

Well everyone, that's the start of my story but definitely not the end...

Hi guys, Smalls here. I hope you guys like this next story, I'm gonna try my best on it. I'm also gonna try to make it as accurate as possible as someone who has the psychopath tendencies. So don't dis me if something is inaccurate, I'm trying. Anyways, I hope you guys enjoy and like Max! 

Also, drink some water please :) for me

Peace out ✌