The rest of my week went by extremely quick. There weren't any targets I could kill, school went by surprisingly quick, and I had millions upon millions of dollars from the last time I killed. I could stop now and retire and be able to live a luxurious life and not even use half. Thankfully I have begun to do my old workout routine and I can see my muscles already plumping and my strength becoming greater. I will easily be able to take most people down without getting hurt. This is good, especially if I get surprise attacked. Unfortunately, I felt a constant need to kill, so I tried distracting myself with Eddie, my house and working out. Literally anything to help distract myself. I think I've lost my mind and have become a full pledged murderer. This thought terrified me. It made me feel like I was my father. I felt like I was loosing control of myself, and I was constantly afraid if I would randomly snap or not. It made me...start cutting again. Between my thighs to hide it from everyone, especially Eddie. I didn't want him to know anything. I want to protect him. But I can't stop, just the sound of their screams, breaking bones and the feeling of their blood against my skin gives me such a satisfactory feeling. It's addictive. It's like any anger, stress or sadness I feel fades when I see their fear. I love seeing bad people getting what they deserve. But when I'm with Eddie, I get the exact same feeling, any sadness, anger or stress I feel slides away like it was never there to begin with, and it gets replaced with such happiness and joy.
Currently Eddie and I were taking a long stroll back home since it was a Friday, and we could do whatever we wanted. Eddie had spent most of yesterday's afternoon out and only came back after I had fallen asleep. I knew this as when I woke up this morning, he was wrapped up in my arms. My hand grabbed Eddie's while we were walking along the side street. "We should get a dog." I said, glancing towards Eddie. He chuckled and nodded. "We should, I actually have a dog, but he's at my dad's house." Eddie said. I gasped and shot him a look. "Why don't we go get him? Poor thing probably misses you." I spoke. Eddie scratched the back of his neck nervously. "I didn't wanna ask because I assumed you wouldn't want him over. It felt a little rude for some reason." There was a flabbergasted look spread across my face. "Of course, he can come stay with us! I just never really had time to care for one, but since you are technically living with me, you can bring him to stay. Actually, we should go to your old house and gather all your family's things." Eddie smiled to himself; I could see the gratitude in his eyes. He squeezed my hand and spoke. "Thank you, Juice, you've done more for me than I'd ever be able to come close to do for you." I felt my heart warm up and couldn't stop the smile on my face. "Actually," Eddie started. "I want to take you somewhere tonight. So, when we get home, dress up into something comfy. Let's leave at about eight." I got suddenly very excited and started walking faster back home so I could take a long shower and look my best for Eddie and I's first date.
After a long shower, I got out and went to plan out an outfit. I had about half an hour to decide on something, and panic was setting in. I saw Eddie had left his boxers on the bed and decided to quickly take those and started searching my cupboard for something fancy to wear that would make me look hot at the same time. I decided on some black, tight jeans and a black button up shirt. Before I started getting dressed, I looked at myself in my mirror. My body looked fantastic, accept a few fighting scars. I posed a little, giggling. That is until I saw the cuts on my thighs, made with a kitchen knife. My mood quickly went sour, and I stopped having fun. I stared for a moment, feeling a cross my damaged skin. I shook my head and quickly got dressed, tucking my shirt into my jeans and went to the mirror to fix up my hair. I hair dried my hair and styled it to be really fluffy. I put on a necklace and added other jewelry like rings and bracelets that matched the outfit. I smoothed out my collar and smiled in the mirror. After checking that I looked pretty presentable, I reached for my gun, only to hesitate. 'Do you actually need it?' I thought to myself. After some debating, I grabbed it and reloaded the bullets. The gun slid into the boxer strap, under my shirt. It looked like there wasn't even something there. Someone would have to hug me very hard to be able to feel it, and even then, they would think I was just hard. My skin crawled at the coolness of the metal, but I'd rather be safe than in danger. Especially if someone wanted to fuck with Eddie and me. I grabbed my phone, wallet and made my way downstairs. When I got there, I saw Eddie already at the door wearing a white button up with dark pants. His black hair was slicked back, and he had a white bandana on. He looked so fucking sexy, and I bit the inside of my lip. My cheeks flushed a slight pink as I walked up to him, and his eyes lifted from his phone onto me. I pretended not to notice his eyes moving up and down my figure and he bites his lower lip. I keep looking down at my phone and walked right up to him and look up at him. Our eyes met and it felt like I had fell in love with him all over again. "You look... fucking sexy." I blurted out and covered my mouth. Eddie chuckled and looked back at me. "So do you." I blush and smile at him. "That's what I was going for." I answered shyly. "Well, you met your goal. You look hot." He smiled warmly at me and grabbed my waist, lifting my chin so I was in line with his face. "But I said something comfy." I rolled my eyes at him. "This is comfy! Besides, you are wearing very fancy clothes too." He laughed and gently pecks my lips and let me go. "Let's get going." I nod and we both walk out the house. My face was warm and pink. Eddie's family and Luno were doing a movie night while we were out. They were making homemade pizza this very moment in the kitchen and Luno and Issabelle were having so much fun together. It was amazing seeing her find a friend, since it's been a long time since she's met someone, she likes hanging out with. Eddie grabbed my hand and dragged me out the house to the car before I got distracted.
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Eddie x Gaege ~ A killer?
FanfictionGaege has been killing people since... since the accident and doesn't plan on stopping. He meets someone while in high school and he develops a crush on them. He has to hide who... or what he actually is. But every dark lie meets the light at some p...