Killer Kings

Chapter 20: Surprise, Bitches

I've looked all over the house, but I can't find Sidney nowhere. It's like she's suddenly disappeared, which I know she wouldn't do. Not until us killers are gone for good, which isn't happening since we don't plan to stop until she's dead for good.

I did find Dewy, Tatum's older brother, who tried to fucking shoot me. I dodged, but he managed to graze my right arm, making it bleed as I chase after him. I duck and dodge bullets, narrowly getting hit by a few as I run after him. I pull the real knife out of my pocket and throw it through the air, stabbing him in the back with the knife.

Thank fuck for those lessons I taught myself.

He stumbles forward, catching himself on the wall as the gun in his hand clatters to the ground. He stumbles away from me as I pick up his gun, shoving it into my pocket as I notice it still has a few bullets in it. I follow behind him, stalking him as he tries to run away from me, but his leg starts to act up.

I must have hit a nerve in his back with I threw the knife.

He stumbles out the front door, and I hear Sidney call his name, making me grin wickedly as I step into the doorway. Sidney stops halfway down the front walkway as Dewy tumbles onto his stomach on the front porch. I walk forward, never taking my eyes off Sidney as I reach down and rip my knife from Dewy's back.

A second passes before I'm sprinting down the walkway as Sidney screams loudly, racing away from me. I can't help the laughs and giggles that spill from my lips, her screams covering over them as she dives into the police car at the end of the walkway. She locks the door as I slam into it, yanking at the handle to no avail.

Growling, I slide over the hood of the car and grab the handle of the other door, yanking on it even if I seen her lock the door while rolling the window up. She reaches to start the car but doesn't find the keys as I lean on the side of the car. I let her struggle for a minute, laughing quietly to myself before tapping the window with the knife.

She whips around to stare at me, and I raise my hand tauntingly to show the keys dangling from my fingers. I'd taken them off Dewy's body when I'd grabbed my knife, knowing she'd go straight for the car and try to escape that way. Sidney really is smart at this, making me giddy with the chance for a challenge.

Well, two can play at that game.

A game idea suddenly enters my mind, and I dive to the ground, rolling under the car as I allow myself to cackle freely at the blinding euphoria that's flooding my veins. I've never felt so powerful, so invincible before, and I love this feeling running through my soul.

"Fuck, no wonder the boys enjoy doing this on a daily. This is almost as good as the sex is with them." I say to myself as I roll to the other side of the car and reach up to unlock the door. I hear Sidney scramble to move through the car as she relocks the door, and I giggle as I crawl out from under the car, unlocking the trunk before climbing into it.

I love how terrified she is of me, and it makes me feel like I can do anything. It makes the pain in my arm disappear along with the pain in my wrist, which was starting to ache from holding the fake knife for so long.

I really should pay that fucking cop a visit because he's made me vulnerable in a way that I really don't like.

I climb through the trunk, moving the seat as I quietly pull myself into the backseat of the car. Sidney is in the passenger seat, screaming into the radio that she needs help at Stu's address, making our night have to be cut very short now. The thought of my euphoria feeling being taken for me by her has white-hot rage flooding into my veins like lava.

Letting out a battle cry, I lunge forward and grab her by the back of the hair, making her fling herself around as she grabs at my casted wrist and tried to pull it free from her hair. I bash her head off the dash before stabbing her in the thigh, making her scream loudly as I rip the knife from her thigh, cutting the wound open even more.