The Immortals

Chapter 1 | killers

ALIYAH DEMONTE
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"come back Clarissa don't be frightened" I said as I strolled towards the blondie bitch fleeing from me. The axe was scraping the floor behind me as she ran. It made a delightful scratching sound which I cherished.

yet, what did I cherish more?

The screams, they're what I truly wanted to hear. They generally have a significance. Everybody shouts distinctive yet young blonde bitches shouts are my top choice.

"ahahahah shout louder" I giggled heartedly

"stop it, im expected to be your best friend, i'll do anything please don't kill me." clarissa whimpered.

"true but I don't need a bestfriend or a bf isn't that right? I mean they'll simply cut you in the back and hurt you."

she looked at me with fear in her eyes

"what do you mean?" she inquired.

"keep running and you'll see him yourself" I grinned innocently.

she continued running as I strolled behind her with the axe scratching the floor.

she then, at that point unexpectedly stopped and dropped with a sickening look as she saw my bf whom she slept with. His once delightful face was covered in slashes. His organs were everywhere. His fingers were missing and blood was dribbling from his now seeable mind.

"I did a great job, didn't I?" I asked her.

she kept silent.

"wanna hear his shouts clar"

I turned on my iphone and pressed play at the one of voice memos I had saved. My bf's shouts were played at a high volume. It was a wonderful sound. I snickered and chuckled as I saw clarissa looking at me with fear in her eyes.

"your a monster, ophelia blake. i'll never forgive you"

I snickered and chuckled.

"well you're not going to have the option to. See you in hell, love. I mean you're not going to see me. Im immortal, love"

Clarissa Started crying and I loved it. the sound of the tears dropping on the substantial hard floor. Her peaceful wailing. It was unbearable. I loathed seeing individuals cry. it was an indication of weakness.

"oh my, i've had enough of you. say goodbye, love"

I continued walking towards her and up to my surprise she stayed there. She didn't move at all. She stayed on the floor.

"not gonna run now?" i asked.

So reply.

As soon as i was in front of her i crouched down and gave her a napkin.

"here you go, love" i began "we can make a deal. If u help me carry that body to the river then maybe i'll let you live"

She nodded and i helped her get up.

"you take the feet since there's no blood there. We wouldn't wanna make your beautiful peachy dress have blood on it now would we?"

"No"

We both carried my bf who was now dead to the river and there she helped me drop him.

"you can go now, love" I told her.

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I gave her a head start then walked after her with my axe. I caught up to her and slashed her body. S he didn't get very far seeing as i broke her leg earlier. Her scream was her last breath and I loved that more than I loved my own mother.