In the midnight hour// AHS 1984 Richard Ramirez

killers can have feelings too.

The more I sit alone the more I think why. why. why.

why did I move in with richie. Was it out of fear? It's not like I actually love him. What am I doing with my life. He's a horrible person.

just then I heard the door open

"princess!" Richie called from the doorway.

"yeah, whats up" i answered.

"you sound sad what's wrong" he said with a concerned look walking into the room.

"nothing" i replied emotionless, I just didn't wanna see him right now.

"you better not be thinking of leaving me" he said sternly

"I'm not Richie, I'm just thinking"

"what about?" he seemed genuinely concerned even though I doubt he has emotions.

"I mean do you even like me? or did you just not wanna kill me. This all feels so wrong, like being with you" I exclaimed angrily.

"of course I actually like you aspen, how could I not, your gorgeous. Killers can have feelings too know."

"you just seem so emotionless. how do you kill all those people if you have feelings, I just don't get it" i said only getting more pissed

"yknow princess sometimes I do feel bad, but its my duty to the devil"

"well fuck you for being such a sheep and following someone like that" i yelled

"well that's just not nice" he said lighting up a cig and placing it between his lips. "you better hope he didn't hear that or you'll pay big time"

"whatever i don't care anyway"

"baby why are you being so mean today" he said giving me a frown

"because I've had enough with you hurting innocent people" i yelled storming out of the house