Nico Lockly
Son of a bitch.
The first thing I notice about the room is that it's very cold, probably underground. The second thing is a figure huddled in the corner.
"Vanessa?" I ask nervously. Shit. I was going to murder her anyway. How dare he steal my victims.
"If you want something to stay. You freeze it!" Al shouts over a speaker. I shake my head.
"Why is it always me?" I ask myself.
"Nico? Oh my god, it is you!" Vanessa jumps at me.
"This is so bad! I chipped a nail, look!" She whines showing me her hand. I roll my eyes. Can I kill her?
I blink and the next thing I know I'm on the floor.
"Nico!? You scared me!" She scolds me and I sit up.
"Yea, well, blood loss does that to a guy huh." I retort sarcastically.
"Nico, you could improve your hair if you only brushed it once in a while. OH! And if you wore something other than ratty old hoodies." I hear the annoying voice again. I hate her so much.
"Not the time BeThaNy" I used the wrong name to annoy her.
"Now, now you two listen up! You must be wondering 'Oh sexy attractive stylish handsome killer, how do we get out of here?' And to which I say there is one simple thing". He pauses dramatically.
"You gotta kill someone!" He laughs and it takes my entire soul not to laugh. Does he still think I'm a good person? Did he think Vanessa is my friend?
"Is he fucking dumb?" Oops I said that one out loud. My mistake.
I snicker. I brought her out here to die so it works for me. I would never tell them that though.
"Hey!" Als offended gasp rings out.
"I'll get you a knife?" He offers it to me and I shrug.
"Sure."
Moments later a knife is tossed in.
"This one is very pretty." He states and I take a closer look.
"Of course the one killer I meet is basic." I mutter to myself.
"HEY put some respect on my name, i've killed like three people in cool creative ways, and your boring ass depressed goofy ass self only talks about knives. So shush"
"I'm the one that the cops are actually looking for. I make an impact. You have a farm, I have a mafia." Ok the mafia may be a bit of a stretch but he doesn't need to know that.
"Er. um. Well. my safe house is inside your heart my love~"
That in itself just means I win.
I turn to Vanessa holding the knife behind my back. She was distracted again and didn't hear me and Al talking. Or me getting the knife. I lean on the wall, in a puddle of my blood. This might work.
"Vanessa? Can I have a hug before I die?" I ask from where I'm sitting. I probably look very weak, and so, the tricks have begun.
"Nico, no cheap tricks, I expect more from you? Hehe kinda sounds like what your parents would say, right?" Al says over the crackling speaker. I let that one slide.
"Of course not! Just saying goodbye to a friend, that's all." I lie
"Hmm okay" I knew he didn't fully fully believe me but whatever.
Vanessa gets up and hugs me.
"Bye"
And I stabbed her. Very simple, nothing flashy but it works. She falls over onto my leg.
"OW. OFF." I demand, pushing her away.
Al starts fake crying.
"Nico! You lied!" He cries in mock hurt. I only shrug in return.
I have enough time for a small nap right? I'm really tired. I deserved a nap.
YOU ARE READING
The Dark Farmer
HumorA car breaks down and a man offers to help. The man is a murderer but so is the owner of the car. Who will survive. (and stay sane. might wanna add that)
