Archer and his Bunny

Chapter 7

A/N TW. Murder, and mentions of Suicide

Archers Pov:

Perched outside Tylers house at 2am watching him sleep soundlessly as if he didn't hurt whats mine. Smug motherfucker went to Stanford. Biology teacher, good so he'll know what part of the body I'll be shoving my knife up. I did a little digging turns out My Bunny knows how to hustle. In other words she fucked her way through her education. Tyler was teaching around the time Molly got into Stanford once they got together which was in her first year, he paid for her everything all she had to do was entertain him which she didn't mind doing after all he wasn't bad to look at but he wasn't me.

Watching him sleep was painful I wanted to a bullet between his eyes but that was too loud and to messy I needed to make it look like he died in his sleep or that he killed himself which wouldn't be hard I mean the man was clearly depressed. What I was doing was waiting to make sure the man was actually asleep as he only got into bed an hour ago, grading papers is what it looked like, this was getting boring watching a man sleep.

Once I had enough I jumped down from my perch landing on his balcony slipping silently into his room, moving over to his bed picking up the thick pillow on the floor putting it over his face pushing down my entire body weight on his face the pillow restricting his air flow to the point he was suffocating. Tylers body started to twitch under me as he was running out of oxygen his fight or flight kicking in his body chose freeze. He didn't try and fight me off as his body lost its last bit of oxygen. He went still. Not moving the pillow for the next couple of minutes just in case he was still alive somehow.
Once I was sure he was dead I lifted the pillow placing it under his bed, Pulling on a fresh pair of gloves I pull out about 10 needles of the same drug Tyler was taking for his anti depressants pricking the vein under his tongue pushing the drug into his blood stream making it look like an Over dose.

After all the needles were empty I moved around his house finding his drug cabinet. Grabbing his Anti depressants moving back into his room popping the same amount of pills I just pushed into his blood stream into a pill container placing them in my bag leaving the empty packet of pills next to his bed the two left in the packet I placed in his hand with the Suicide note I found on his computer two days back.

Copying his handwriting was easy enough I mean all I had to do was find an old report of Molly's and copy it exactly then compare and make sure they were similar enough that at first glance they would look the same. Thats all I needed, make it look believable enough that no one will suspect a thing. It also helped that 'Tyler' had made a few calls to the Suicide help line not even two hours ago now. The police would be on their way if the help line actually goes through with the wellness check.

With another glance around the room he grabbed his bag making sure he left behind nothing and slipped back out the balcony window jumping down the fire escape soundlessly.
Disappearing around the corner as the sirens approached, well then that was simple enough. He moved down the alley way watching from behind another house as the cops busted down Tylers door less than 10 minutes later an ambulance's sirens woke up the rest of the neighbourhood but by that time, Archer he was long gone.

Moving into the living room switching on the Tv a news ladies voice traveling out of the speaker 'this just in Professor Tyler Hunter was found dead in his home early this morning. The police have reason to believe that Tyler took his own life as there are records of him calling the local Suicide Help line about 2 hours before his estimated death. The young professor died of an over dose his suicide note next to his bed where he lay for his last breaths. Our sympathy goes out to Tylers family as this is shocking news for the public and for the- Turning the Tv off satisfied the Cops didn't think there was foul play involved not that they could trace anything back to him, he lived on the other side of town and walked the whole way to Tyler's house so no car could be traced back to him. This was not his first kill. But it was the first one that wasn't solely based off impulse, he planned this one out. He wasn't going to let Tyler live longer than two weeks so he got to work planning the simplest way of taking him out. Luckily he'd been able to trace Tyler and got all the information he had needed in less than an afternoon. The hardest part, tracking down the right drug if he fucked that up which he clearly didn't the autopsy would have picked up on that and the Police would have gotten suspicious,

He couldn't risk that not when he'd gone this long without getting caught for his murders, yes he'd been to jail but not for murder. He hadn't been caught and now was not the time to start not with all that was riding on tonight. He took out the person that hurt what was his now he had to make sure she didn't hate him for it. Not that she would ever find out it was him. For all his bunny knew he was fast asleep on the couch because he 'just couldn't bare to make her uncomfortable after all he'd told her' She seemed to buy it so he stuck with it.

Everything he did was for her. To him it was another faceless body, to Molly he'd just killed a man for her now he had to figure out if she'd hate him or love him for it.

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Word count: 1047
A/N:

Would you look at that. Two chapters one day, aren't I just amazing. Anywayyy Next chapter will be Mollys POV dw you will get to see what she thinks about all this insanity.

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