HBIC (Lesbian)

Chapter 9

Chapter 9

(Winnie)

We paid a couple of guards to run a train on Diaz. We are killers not a rapist. My wife and I are in here for life. Like she says, A couple that kills together stays together. We were both serial killers when we met each other but killing together and making people fear us, keeps our spark alive. After we killed our male victims, that's usually when she makes love to me the best, right next to their dead bodies. While we aren't rapist we have a weird fantasy of where I scream no and pretend like I don't want it and she gives it to me anyways. I love Pam more than anything and she's my only friend and the only person I will ever love. My first kill was my father. My mom would do nothing while my father would rape me. One night while he was sleeping I stabbed him repeatedly. My mom woke up and proceeded to beat the living daylights out of me. A neighbor heard the screaming and yelling and called the police. She tried to tell them I killed him. I was ten at the time so who would believe it was me. My parents were already arrested once on child neglect so they didn't believe her when she said I killed him. I acted like she was going to kill me too. My mom never made it out of prison. I came here when I was twenty five and I'm thirty five now. When I got here my mom and I came face to face again fifteen years later. I beat her to death and it was worth it. But as I was growing up I was in a foster house for four years until I ran away at fourteen. Pam and I met when she found me sleeping next to a garbage can outside. She was eighteen and in transition when we met. She's a male to female transgender but nobody knows that but me and the guards and warden of course. She took care of me and I caught another body at fifteen. This girl was picking on me in school and I got sick of it. One day while leaving school, I pushed her in oncoming traffic and she was hit by a bus. Nobody saw I pushed her and killing her gave me a nice thrill feeling. After her I killed again. I didn't know her but she went to my school and she was a bully. I followed her around and I stabbed her one night while she was sneaking out of her boyfriend house. I then realized I didn't know how to get rid of a body so I took a chance and called Pam. She helped me hide the body and I learned she was a serial killer too. I was supposed to be her victim but we ended up falling in love and started killing together. Its funny because I wanted to kill her too. I thought if I could take out someone like her I could do anything. We started seeing each other when I was eighteen and she was twenty four. She thought it was best to wait until I was grown and graduated from high school to start dating. After high school we started taking kids off the street like sixteen to eighteen and I kill them. She said it was practice for me to learn and get better. We took kids that were like me, homeless with nowhere to go. People nobody would miss. Once I found my groove and my signature we started killing for fun. Pam has a barn deep within the woods. That's where we dismember all of the bodies before burying it within the woods. Other than killing she took me on dates. One night at a restaurant we were having dinner when a woman came in causing a scene. Her husband was on a date with another woman. It angered me because the women that caused the scene was pregnant. I told Pam he deserves to suffer and week later she took me to the barn. He was there tied up and pleading for his life. I want him to feel pain or feel worse than that so I dismembered his body while he was alive. After I was done I felt alive. I remember Pam telling me good job and I got turned on. We made love next to the body parts before leaving the remains by his side chick place. After that we went after five different men that were cheaters. Pam would sedate them and I do everything else. One day went wrong when a man managed to get the upper hand on me and Pam as we were taking him to the barn. He got away and ID us to the police. After doing a line and pleading guilty we ended up here. But the bodies before that, nobody has any idea and nobody knows about the barn. Then there's the few bodies we caught in here from people that have tried us. You could say I kill for fun and people that screw me over or cheat on their spouse or if I don't like you. Diaz is still alive because that's all Brown not me. She has her own kill list and her reasons why. If it was up to me Diaz would have ate a weight and I be in solitary right now. But my woman likes to fuck with your mind first, that's why we crowd around you. You better not show your sacred because that makes it more exciting for her. We thought about making Abrems our next victim but on the other hand I know deep down she's scared. Also she's a murderer herself so we have things in common. But in the end she's not true killer just a hood rat. She has a heart. If I was her I would have killed Princess. We see the way Chyna stares at Princess and we can tell she likes her. Speaking of Princess, I should be upset she broke my nose but I'm impressed. She has the potential to be a great serial killer. She's a back stabber, she's educated, she doesn't care about no one, and she's fearless. I see why Chyna likes her. We heard about her before she got here. She ran a successful drug ring and everyone that crossed her ended up dead or behind bars. That is someone I want around me. Anyways after leaving medical I went back to my cell. Everyone was sleeping so I went to bed. I woke up the next morning and after showering and getting dressed, I headed to the cafeteria. I saw Pam standing by the door and I let her know I admire Princess and that she's cool. I also wanted to test her so we sat on each side of her and the cafeteria grew quite. She looked at us both and then she burst into laughter. "You bitches are so funny. One things for sure is I'm not Diaz. I don't have puck bitch written on my forehead. How about intimidating a bitch that's scared of you. I'm not one of them" she said. She then continued eating and we continued to look at her as she eat breakfast. When she left Brown and I talked. She was impressed by her fearlessness. We are planning our escape and when we do Princess is coming with us.