𝘽𝙚𝙩𝙧𝙖𝙮𝙖𝙡 - Five x OC

Chapter 2 - Killer

12:00 am — 14th of February 2021

Only a few months after the tragic death of my father. I managed to keep my reputation as the broken girl who has lost both of her parents. Everyone always has sympathy for those.

My love for the pain and suffering from those who had hurt me or someone I care about is another feeling.

Through the 2 months after my fathers death I killed over 3 people who had gotten in my path. Trust me. They were bitches that bullied more back in high school.

Liberty Nile was the queen royalty in her stupid high school years, I killed her with an axe by decapitating her ugly little head.

Devi Miss was the follow of Liberty Nile, I murdered Devi with poison, because she's dumb as fuck and didn't know the difference between Paraquat and tea.

And my last kill, which was my personal favorite was Gemma Viel. Stupid whore, who made fun of my family situation. I stapled her eyes open and took a tiny needle and slowly started to make holes in her eyes to the point where I would pull her eyes out.

It was the best feeling I've ever experienced.

I felt no remorse for either one.

If you're wondering, I would drag their bodies at night to my fathers old houses basement and throw their bodies into a incinerator, which burned them from the inside out, making them into ashes.

I do cackle at their lifeless corpses and solid bones. Sometimes I do miss my mother greatly and I know I could've taken a better route, but this feels so much better.

The Night of Christmas after I turned 16 years of age, I had murdered a considerable amount of people and I'm ashamed to admit how many. Over 200.

Each and every one deserved it, I have no regret. I loved to see their faces when I ended their lives. Their cries for mercy and their cute pleads brings me a different kind of pleasure.

With my disguise I retreat from my cooped up apartment, I still live in Toronto, even though I know each police person is looking for me.

I leave my apartment by locking it behind me and walking down the street. The feeling of fresh air makes me giggle as I walk up to my favorite shop.

As I turn the corner a group of police officers were surrounding the shop. I roll my eyes, turning around. One of the police officers noticed me and told me to turn back around.

I exhale softly and slowly, I remove my hood from my head and hesitantly turn around. My eyes were narrowed from the exhaust of killing. My hands weren't quivering but I could feel my heart shaking.

The female officer saw my face, holding her gun up at me, "SHOW YOUR HANDS! GET ON YOUR KNEES, NOW!"

I snicker and scoff, "I'm not gonna do shit."

As I fold my arms, a gun clocks by the side of my head, directly against my head, forcing me to the floor.
I groan in defeat, laying on my front and my hands behind my back.

The clanging of the cuffs against my skin make me jump, a male officer above me affirms, "Beatrix Murphy, you are under arrest for many accounts of murder, anything you say or do will be used against you in the court of law, do you understand?"

I smile, rolling my eyes, "Non." I speak in sarcasm.

I receive a hard tug in my cuffs as I'm pulling to my feet upright and facing towards the shops. There was over 10 police cars surrounding me. Everything started to move in slo motion. I'm not kidding.

The skidding of tires made me crawl out from under my skin. My eyes narrow as I notice the car heading start towards me and the other officers.

"Oh shi—"