SOULMATE -KIMCHAY-

Chapter 2.

WARNING!

Violence!

murder! 

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Chay was so engrossed in looking at the man in front of him that he didn't realize that the man was frowning at him.

"What the fuck are you looking at?" the man breathed out.

"Oh, sorry, my name is Porchay; you can call me Chay." Chay hitched. He didn't know what to say; he was nervous, not because he's scared; it's because he's excited to meet someone who's similar to him. He always dreamed of meeting a psychopath killer. because he himself is one too.

"Great! I didn't need to know what your name was. What are you doing here? Are you not scared?" he asked.

"I'm not; I find it interesting." Chay answered.

"Nice, now move; I have other things to do." The man shoved Chay aside.

"Are you not going to tell me your name?" Chay asked.

"Why should I?" he asked back.

"Because it is not very nice not to introduce yourself after I have told you my name." Chay said it matter-of-factly.

The man started to walk off, but Chay followed him. The man walks faster and faster. Suddenly, the man came to a halt and walked towards Chay, pinning Chay to a wall. "What do you think you're doing?" His eyes were his most powerful weapons, intense and terrifying. It was as though he shot lasers through his pupils. It must have been both how dark, no color, just a deep, bottomless, soless hole. They were, for the most part, simply willowing, and once they met, they left a person feeling threatened and vulnerable. But Chay wasn't scared; he loved it. There was confidence in him, but he didn't know where he got it from.

"I want to know your name. I won't leave till I get your name." Chay challenged him.

The man stared straight into Chay's eyes with fiery eyes. "I didn't plan to kill you today; you better fuck off before I do."

"If I'm not wrong, your name is Kimhan, right?" Chay smirked at him.

Kim smiled at Chay with more of a scary smile. "What a smart boy."

Suddenly, Chay felt a sharp pain in his neck, and soon his whole world turned black. Chay had become unconscious, and Kim had injected Chay with a substance. Chay fell into Kim's arms. Kim carries Chay in his arms like a bride style. Kim hummed all the way to his small cabin.

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3am...

Porsche is getting worried. His little brother has yet to come back home. Porsche has made several phone calls and several text messages, but there's been no reply. He kept glancing outside the window, hoping to see a sight of Chay, hoping that Chay was alright, but to no avail.

He decided to make a police report. Upon arriving at the police station, the police told him that they can only file a missing person report once they are missing for 24 hours.

That makes Porsche even more worried and angry. How can the police say to wait 24 hours? His little brother is in danger, and they are not going to do anything?

He wants to go out and find Chay himself. It's pouring rain, which makes it even more difficult to look for Porchay.

Porsche tries to find Chay after hours of shouting Chay's name. Tears could be seen on Porsche's face; he was breathing heavily, desperately wanting to find his precious brother. He prayed that Chay would be fine; he wouldn't forgive himself if Chay was hurt. He doesn't want to lose him; Chay is the only family member he has. After their parents had died, years ago, after Chay was born...

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In Kim's small cabin...

Chay opened his eyes slowly, and a strong light hit him in the face. He opened his eyes slowly to adjust to the light. To be honest, there wasn't much light in Kim's cabin; there's a lamp on the dining table that was their only source of light. Chay's head was spinning; it felt heavy, as if someone were punching Chay's head repeatedly.

It took Chay awhile to process where he was and what had happened. He turned his head to look around. He spotted Kim. He sat on the rocking chair, humming softly while sharpening his knife. There was a smirk on his face. Kim draws his attention to Chay.

"You're awake, sweetie?" Kim asked in a soft voice; it's almost like it's too sweet, and Chay didn't know if he liked it.

"Where am I?" Chay asked, ignoring Kim's question.

"Home, well, it will be your home from today onward!" Kim smiled in an irritatingly smug way.

Chay wanted to stand up, but there was a force that prevented him from doing so. He heard chains; there were chains on his legs and a choker on his neck. There was a dead man laying in his own blood on the floor; beside it lay an unconscious middle-aged girl. She had long, shiny hair; that's all messy, coving half of her face. Her rosy cheeks and pink plum lips, anyone who looks at her for too long will fall in love with her.

"Sweetie, don't be scared." Kim smiled while standing up. He then took a bucket of cold water and approached the girl. Kim poured the cold water on the girl, waking her up. She choked on the water. shivering in the cold. She was soaked from head to toe.

She sat up, trembling; there was a fear expression on her face. When she saw who was in front of her, her eyes widened. "M...monster!" she screamed. Kim got closer to her; she tried to struggle to free herself. Kim put a finger to her lips, hushing her. "Shh, don't be too loud; Lucy is sleeping; you don't want to wake her up, do you?" Kim said, pointing to his cat, sleeping peacefully beside Chay.

Chay didn't notice that the cat was there the whole time until Kim pointed it out. Kim then slowly traced the knife to the girl's cheeks; the cold metal touched her cheeks, making her shrug at the feeling. "Look at your husband; he looked peaceful laying there, don't you think? He's in a better place." Kim had an evil smile on his face.

"P...please don't kill me. I will do anything you want, please..." The girl pleaded; her voice sounded weak.

Kim smirked. "Anything?"

The girl nodded.

"Let me see how much you love your husband!" Kim laughed.

Kim untied the girl's hand and handed the knife to her. "Here, I want you to dig out his eyes for me!" His smirked. The girl stared at Kim with teary eyes, still trembling. She took the knife. She turned to her husband, tears flowing down her rosy cheeks. Suddenly, her eyes turned dark. She stood up and swung the knife toward Kim.

Luckily, Kim caught the girl's hand, preventing her from stabbing him. Kim stared at the girl with cold, sharp eyes, sharp enough to pierce through her heart. The girl immediately got scared; she knew that something bad was really going to happen to her. She fucked up real bad.

Kim snatched the knife away from her, pushing her to the floor. "How bold of you!" Kim screamed. He then stabbed her chest repeatedly until she was not breathing anymore; her skin turned purple from lack of oxygen. Her lifeless body lay there, just like the man beside her.

Kim howled with laughter, an maniacal laughter. Chay could only watch; he couldn't do anything. He was shocked. Well, this was his first time seeing a murder in front of him. He was shocked, but there's a hint of excitement in him.

"K...Kim?" Chay stutters in his words.

Once a devil always a devil...

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TO BE CONTIUED...

hey lovey readers, I hoped you have enjoyed this chapter!

I will see you in the next chap! <3

(please ignore my mistakes)