Krishna's pov:
"Leave me please, I will never do that again, please" Begged the person in front of me. He was trembling in fear, a pure fear.
Me being the evil alive pulled the trigger, the man fell to the ground beside my shoes, lifeless.I ain't feel a thing about his death cause he deserve that.
I won't leave these dangerous fuckers to roam on earth happily. I can't.I left the dead there in that dark place behind a trash bin and walked out of that aisel.
The sudden hit of street lights on my face made me close my eyes for a second, it's hard to be in light or under light for me during nights.
I love darkness, it is where I can be who I am. Darkness is the safest place for all of my secrets.
I shoved the gun inside my waist band and walked to a tap outside an old post office building to clean my hands. Which has a mixture of blood and dust prints on cause of that dead bastard.
"Yes deva?" Came reza's voice from my phone upon hitting his number
"Body is in vaishya nagar, fourth aisle, behind a trash bin" I said emotionless and hung up for him to do the next cleaning up on behalf of all of us.
Oh by the way I am Krishna Mathur, an eighteen year old boy. I am not your ideal high school bad boy on high who fucks naive chicks, I am way more profound and dangerous.
I am a very good boy, but not good for all people.
It's one in the morning, apparently deserted roads. Moreover I am brave enough to be on my own in any kinda situations.
It's been four hours since I left the palace or more precisely I escaped from the sight of her, that smiling happy face, lovely voice and lively persona.
walking leisurely on open roads to reach my house is my daily routine, it gives me some space and time to think.
I hope every thing ceased at the palace by now as it has passed midnight.
Arjun uncle, my dad's boss and my role model won't encourage late night parties, being a doctor he is way more cool but when it comes to health and education he is more stricter than his wife, aunt Ishitha. Those two are my favourite people.
Ishitha aunty is like my second mom, my mom and dad works for them and were busy always so ishitha aunty and arjun uncle took pity on me to look after my health and education but never offended me or my parents. They always loved me like their own family. And that's another reason for me to not interact with their elder girl.
Yes, they have two girls. Eda Dahiya and Eva Dahiya ,my friends since childhood.Ever since I realised that it's not just a childhood crush I started distancing myself from her. But she always talks to me like an old good friend that she is, which I don't appreciate. I am finding a reason to hate her, at least one reason,but the moment my eyes fall on her my brain goes blank.
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