𝐂𝐥𝐚𝐢𝐫 𝐝𝐞 𝐥𝐮𝐧𝐞

5 | gun

I wake up to a cold bed, a throbbing arm, and no blankets or sheets. Last night was spotty, and I couldn't really remember what happened.

If anything, the only thing I could remember was cutting my arm, no reason to it. Why would I do that?

I kind of felt bad for Noah because when I sat up, not only were the sheets gone because of the blood, the mattress was stained too. That probably didn't go well.

I still felt lightheaded, but I was still able to walk over to the door to leave.

When I did, I walked into the living room to see a disgusting sight. There on the couch was the same girl I saw from Walmart. The one who was getting Noah's number.

Her expression dropped when she saw me, almost like fear, and in contrast, Noah smiled wickedly.

"We were just talking about you, Larissa!"

I furrow my brows, but stay put.

"Tell her, Nancy, what'd you say about her?"

Nancy. Oh, well she's definitely not getting the good end of the stick like I did. Now I feel bad for her, just because of the way she was born. That's all that's gonna determine her fate, her name.

She stampers, looking at Noah then at me, "It was nothing bad!"

Noah laughs, "Pfft- what a liar! Larissa, you'd never lie to me like she does right? She said you were a skinny freak who looks like a little boy with big tits."

"Holy sh- no I didn't!"

"You're lying."

She shakes her head then stands up, "Whatever. I'm leaving. You are all freaks."

I see Noah look at me, a look of disappointment in his eyes before he stands up, "Nancy, I'm sorry, okay? Come back and finish your tea?"

"No weirdo, I'm out of here."

He groans, "Can you just turn around, I want to at least give you a proper goodbye."

She sighs, stops in her tracks, then turns around. I don't even think she got to blink before Noah swung his fist, hitting her cheek with all his strength.

She dropped to the floor in a second, and the house suddenly went quiet again.

"You know, she would have been Despina if she wasn't a fucking prick. But here we are. Wanna help me bring her downstairs?"

I was pretty much speechless, but muscles forced me to nod. It was like I was under control.

He picks up her body, then starts walking to the bedroom. Once he enters, he starts laughing, "Oh my god I totally forgot about that. How's your arm by the way?"

"It's fine," I mumble.

"Good. Anyways, the keys to the trapdoor are up there," He says, nodding his head in the direction. It was on the top of the shelf, and I don't know if I could even reach that, but I attempted anyway.

"I can't reach."

He groans then puts Nancy on the floor before gently moving me aside. He effortlessly grabs the keys then with his foot, rolls the body off the door.

He clicks it open, then goes down a few steps before taking the hands of the body then dragging her down. Once he places her on the ground, he holds a hand up for me. I grab it, and he carefully helps me down the stairs.

Once my feet hit the floor, he walks behind the stairs, then hits a light switch.

"What the- I thought there weren't any lights down here?"

"Of course there is, do you really think I can work accurately down here with no light?"

"Well, I don't know? Does Sao know?"

"Duh. He just never turns it on because he believes it helps with his meditation."

"Jesus."

Now that I'm seeing the basement for real this time, it was much bigger than I expected. There was a pole in the middle of the rooms and that's where I assume he chained me up.

He then drags the body to the middle of the room before walking over to a desk. He opens the drawer, then pulls out a Glock.

"Do you want to the honors?"

"You're gonna kill her!?" I yell, shocked.

He looks at me, confused, "Obviously. I thought we like... established that?"

"No?!"

"Alright well, we are, now you know."

"Okay well, I don't want the honors! The fuck?"

"Oh, but I thought it would be fun! C'mon, a little bonding experience."

"No."

He groans then walks over to the body, kicking her upright so she was on her back. He then comes up behind me, pressing his body to me as he takes my arms and restrains me from moving.

"Let go of me Noah, I don't want to do this."

He takes my hands, placing them on the gun then placing his chin on my shoulder right next to my ear, "But did you hear what she said about you? She body shamed you, you said you were a boy with big tits. She basically called you ugly."

"Well of having big tits if ugly then..."

"No, no. That was the only good thing," He says before tapping my boob.

"Get your hands off my boob."

"Sorry."

He then steps forward over the body, forcing me to walk too. Now, we were perpendicular with her, and he was pointing the gun right at her head.

"Just imagine all the people she's made fun of. Imagine all the people she's hurt, bullied. Doesn't that make you mad? This ugly face talking to all the pretty faces. Doesn't that make you mad?"

I shake my head, "It's not my business."

"God you're useless," He groans impatiently before putting his finger in the trigger hole and pulling without any hesitation.

The gun was loud, and when I open my eyes, not only is the face of the girl gone, absolutely shattered, but her teeth were still in tack.

I stare in shock, unable to form words. There was blood everywhere, and under her, a growing pool.

"Fuck that was awesome! Didn't you feel that adrenaline rush!" He says excitedly before his whole body shivers, "That was well needed."

"You just killed a woman. She was still breathing!"

He turns to me, "Well yeah. That's usually how people go from alive to dead. They're breathing then boom, not breathing," he says before kneeling down next to her. He traces over the joints of her arms then over her neck and collar bones.

"She's got a skinny neck, so she won't be too much of a waste."

This is exactly how Sao described it to be.

"Alright well, unless you want to watch, I've got work to do," He says before standing up and walking to a closet. When he opens it, saws, ropes, guns, and chains all hung on hooks.

He grabs the saw, then walks over.

"Oh, you're still here."

I swallow, "I want to see what you do with them."

He looks at me, a smile growing on his face, "I knew you would."