Obsession

Chapter 8: Blood

It was the next day, Crystal opens her eyes, sitting up stretching, but something wasn't right, running into her bathroom looking at her reflection, her face was slightly pale, making her eyes pop more but that was it, but in the inside she felt different, something more, maybe some coffee could ease her mind.

Walking into the kitchen, it was quiet, too quiet, usual Jessica would be in the kitchen drinking coffee, she might've over slept. Walking to the coffee section, she saw a note.

'Ran out to hang with Jake, we'll be back by lunch time, just to get the rest of my stuff from home. Love you big sis, Jessica'

Crystal smiled, folding the note, she'll put it in her desk, fixing her coffee, she sat at the table thinking, last night wasn't a dream, it was partly real, does her life change?

"Good morning."

Looking up it was, Michael, in his same jumpsuit but no mask.

"Good morning, coffee?"

The killer titled his head, "What is coffee?" He asked.

"A morning drink to mostly keep people awake and energetic, different types of flavors."

"I guess I can give it a try."

Crystal fixed him a cup, giving him a small amount, handing it to him warning him it's hot. Michael took a sip, looking at the brown liquid.

"Not bad."

"Are you hungry?"

"No."

"Really? You usual eat."

"I ate an orange after your friend left."

"Alright." Crystal stood, putting her mug in the sink, "I'm going to take a nice hot shower." Smirking wrapping her arms around his neck, "Wanna join?"

She saw the taken back expression in his eyes and it looks like his cheeks were warming up a bit.

"No thank you." Michael said, averting his eyes from hers.

"Are you sure?"

"Positive."

"Okay."

Crystal walks away, and Michael caught the say in her hips, feeling a burning sensation growing within him, and the need to release was powerful.

Walking upstairs going to Crystal's bedroom, he heard the water running, walking inside the bathroom, it was spacious and normal, he turns his head towards the shower, out of all the people he killed never had shower curtains, Michael respects that.

Slowly unzipping his jumpsuit, taking off his boots, walking into the shower he saw her, her now slight pale figure was shown, she was washing her hair that she didn't realize Michael stepped in. He puts his hands on her waist making her freeze, before she could look over her shoulder Michael's lip was on her neck. She moaned and wrapped her arms around him, they made out and brought everything to the bed.

After three hours of love making, they decided to rest. Crystal was twirling Michael's curls, she was on her back watching him sleep on her chest. Feeling another burning sensation, she carefully moved from Michael with success, putting on her robe, she went downstairs into the kitchen.

Moving like a robot she grabs a big knife and stood there, what was this? Why were these thoughts running through her mind?

"Babe."

Quickly turning around to see Michael, her boyfriend, standing there in his jumpsuit with his head slightly tilted.

"What are you doing?"

"I..I don't know.."

Michael could see she was confused, he went over to her but she raises the knife to him then caught on.

"Aww does someone have a blood obsession."

"..Yes.."

Michael chuckled, grabbing his mask before saying, "Put on some clothes, you're going need to get use to this."

Crystal furrowed her brow, titled her head, "What?" She asked.

"Lots of blood."

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It was storming in haddonfield, Micheal and Crystal were behind trees looking at a house.

"The Johnson's a horrible family, all are drug dealers mostly the father, alcoholic mother, stripper whore sister, and drug user brother."

"So who do we kill first?" Crystal asked.

Michael chuckled, shaking his head, "Not who we kill first. Observe. Listen. Then kill."

They walk through the back door hearing lots of things, Crystal follows the sound of the tv, seeing the father knocked out of the couch, bottles of liquor of the floor. The scene made Crystal's eye twitch, looking around she saw boxes of nails then smirk, grabbing the boxes and Michael's hand time to put this plan to work.

After a minute the father woke up from a sting, hearing chuckling, his drunk self followed it, seeing blonde hair he walks over to the wall, looking to his right.

"Hi." Crystal smirked.

Then he looks to his left, seeing Michael raise his knife, before he could scream Crystal pulled the string letting thousands of nails fly onto the man, which he flew back by force. The two looks over the wall seeing the father pinned to the wall with the nail to his upper body and face.

"I like it." Michael commented, making Crystal chuckled.

They stood down the stairs looking up, hearing different music and fucking.

"Nasty little bitch." Crystal said, with discuss.

"How about we make a deal, you see what the brother is doing, I go to the mom, then after we kill the teens fucking."

Crystal takes the big knife Michael gave her smiling, "Deal." Then they walk upstairs.

Walking into the brothers room, he was his desk doing different harmful drugs, the smell made Crystal dizzy, hitting his head with the knife, he cried in pain, "P-Please, I'll give you want you want just don't hurt me." Those words did not change her mind, in fact it sent satisfaction seeing the dread over his face. Before he could call away Crystal grabbed the back of his shirt, then started stabbing him repeatedly, watching his body twitch then go motionless. Walking out the room same with Michael, both covered in blood to the last room, slowly opening the door, the teens was going at it like animals.

Crystal let out a whistle, the teens screamed jumping away begging, that didn't stop them, the room was destroyed and the teens were dead and covered with blood.

The couple walks out the back hand to hand.

"That was fun, especially how you killed the brother and father. Blood all over you." Michael said.

"Thank you babe you too, I can come up with things of my own." Crystal said, giggled when his arm slithered around her waist.

They disappeared into the ran.

Hope you all loved the story. There might me a part two, see you, let me know when you have ideas.