The killer I helped

Chapter five

Scott killed her easily and left her there to rot as he made his way to his house when he unlocked tho door.... He got pinned to the ground at first he thought it was Cory being rough but as he opened his eyes. it was a cop...fuck.

He tried to push him off but he got tazed when he woke up he was in a interrogation room he yelled 'Why am I here! I haven't done anything wrong'
'You killed 30 people, shut up' one cop said

|| at corys house ||

*knock knock*
'Hello?' Cory said opening the door still in his pjs as its six in the morning

'Hello may we come in? We have a few questions'
Cory let them in and say on the couch

'What is this about?' He said looking perplexed
'This is about the murders that's been happening recently, we have suspicions that you are connected to the murders as they were mostly people close to you.' The cop explained
'Oh god, is this about Scott?' He said face palming
'Uh-yes how do you know?' The cop said placing his hand on the gun in its holster 'because that fucking creep has been stalking me for a god dam year! He's insane but no one would listen to me because his family is fucking rich!' He explained annoyed

'.....this hasn't been brought to the polices attention..' the officer said taking his grip off the holster 'because he paid off everyone I told! I mean dam he carved his name into me and they still wouldn't do shit!'

The officers looked shocked ' could you..show us?'
Cory nodded and pulled up his trousers To show a 4 inch 'Scott's' on his thigh and proceeded to show the 'your next xx' on his lower abdomen

They took photos of the scars 'I don't know how we missed this...uh thank you we'll contact you if we need more info' they said as they both left.

|| corys pov ||

God cops are dumb they believed that so easy I think as I go upstairs I go to the bathroom and wash off the fake Scott scar and head to my bedroom to my middle school year book and cross out Scott's face 'bye bye rich boy~' I say looking at it seeing that there's no one left, time for celebration!

You may be asking why are you killing all the boys from your middle school??? Well because they bullied the shit out of me and threw me off the school roof where I broke my arm and ended up in a mental hospital for 13 fucking months because they thought I tried to kill my self so yea I'm gonna kill them for it. Or put them in jail, jail is more fun.

It requires getting them to kill, manipulating them and the sex is a plus some of them are fucking good.

Once I rode a guy and the next night took him into the woods and he thought he was getting a bj but ended up dead in the lake.

Another time this time the guy was bi and had a girlfriend but I ended up getting him after I killed his girlfriend ofc he didn't know that; he used me as a rebound and fuuckkkk he was good in bed. He was about to make out with me when suddenly he just layed down on my chest and saw the scar on my arm from the broken arm he said ' how did you get that?' He said holding my arm while I played with his hair

'Some assholes in middle school threw me off the school roof, got sent to a mental hospital because they thought I threw myself off.. wasn't to bad, worse thing there was the food.' I said still playing with his hair when he grabbed my hand that was playing with his hair, now he had both hands and just stared at me.

'What?' I said about to laugh

'Uhhh... you look so different from middle school' he said staring at me 'I mean yea... I'm 16 I dyed my hair, I'm gonna look different' I said as if it was obvious 'no...I uh I threw you off the roof..' he said with so much guilt in his voice still looking me in the eyes.

'.....fuck.' I said throwing my head on the pillow
'I'm so so sorry' he said getting off me and sitting down next to me 'it's ok don't worry it was so long ago' I said reassuring him
'You missed a year of your childhood because of stupid shit I did..' he face palmed while sliding off the bed.

He was sat against the side of the bed so I sat on the bed above him and his head was between my legs he looked up 'hey it's cool dude don't worry about it...'I said in a soft voice
It wasn't cool.
I literally killed him the next day

It's fun killing when you have a reason no matter how stupid~

Xoxo Cory