Serial killer meets shy boy

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For as long as Y/n could remember everyone loved her. She never knew what it was. All she knew that it was something special. It was something immeasurable. It gave her confidence. That's why she loved basketball. You didn't have to be the tallest, the widest, the skinniest, or the prettiest. You just had to play the game right and have fucking confidence. She probably would have gotten into the WNBA if she weren't a Serial killer. My parents weren't mad enough to kick me out of the house but mad enough to...Y/m: "your done, no more basketball. This is sick!" My mom said to me. Y/n refused to eat for a week for a way of protest. But then she realized how much fun it was doing nothing but killing. She would never say it out loud. Especially not today because everybody is so political but she never had a desire to have a career or job. She was just interested in what she did outcasting school and all of the other bullshit. Just killing and fucking. When she was younger she quickly realized that there are two kind of people in the world. The people who sit and do nails and the other the person who was getting their nails done. Anytime she would go with her mom to get her nails done. She would study each person that came in. Studied on what they talked about, how they looked, and how they dressed. Then she realized... none of them really gave a fuck. I mean they might have children to raise or homes to decorate but at the end of the day they literally did nothing. And strangely, none of them had confidence. She had had a thing for Mattia for a while now. At first he was all shy and stiff. Like that one guys at your school who stutters to much. I mean that it's bad thing but.. now she can tell he's in love with her, like fully. No one knew, not even her but at the time Y/n was falling in love. Falling in love with the shy boy. They had that kind of love like Kylie Jenner and Travis Scott. Besides the breakup. Y/n: I would fucking kill for that coat" M: "how much do you thing it costs?" She also watched a lot of porn. Not that it turned her on or anything. I didn't. But if you analyze it really closely, there were a lot of good secrets. She would learn all of the porn stars tricks and moves the use them as her own. Sometimes during sex she were prednisone she was one of those porn stars. Moving her hips and arching her back in just the right way. She wanted Mattia to feel good in the ways she did because it's makes her feel confident and powerful for some reason. "I got your present" "really" "it's in the car" "omg you got the jacket!" "Mhm" "it's perfect" "I know" "thank you" "np". Then she said... "I fucking love you" I first Mattia was surprised but at the same time happy. "I fucking love you too". They weren't dating or anything yet. They got comfortable with each other. But something started to constantly pop up in her mind. Some thing that made her scared. It wasn't what her parents would think or his parents would think. It was no matter what he did... she would still love him.

1 month later

Y/n: mmm fuck
I whispered
I touched myself when Mattia couldn't sneak in but when he would you know what would happen
Y/n: ah!
Y/m: dinners ready.
Y/n: ok!
Y/m: are you coming?
Y/n: yeah. No. What- yeah. Just give me a second.
Y/m: ok