{Killers} (A Not-So Love Story)

{4} Help? I Can Help You Out...

I thought to myself silently as I quickly down a dark lone street. There no houses on this street though, and I remember why. A couple of years back, there was a large fire, demolishing a couple of neighborhoods. I guess no one wanted to rebuild, or have to dig into the cities fund, so they just decided to demolition the debris and let a field grow. The street was old, and had begun to crack. There were a couple of sink holes, and lots of abrasions around here to. I admired the road, how dysfunctional and crappy it was. Probably because it reminded me of reality. It reminded me that the world is a sick, stupid place. One fire, and they leave this street to wither, and crack. How pleasant of them, how selfish of them.

I stopped walking and got in the middle of the road. I then bent down and began touching the wet asphalt with my fingertips. It's was rough, but I liked the texture. There was a loud crack of thunder, a shot of lightning, and finally the sky began lightly crying. I wondered why the sky cried, and I realized it wasn't because of what my science teacher had told me. It was because, the sky was forced to watch us, walk around and kill the earth with our poisons. I would cry too if I was the sky, I really would...

"HONK HONK!!!!" I quickly stood up to see my shadow on the old road. There were headlights shining on my back, and I supposed they were created by a car behind me. "HONK HONK." Again they hit the blasted horn, ordering me to move. Silly fools, how dare you order me around? I didn't move, I just sat there, facing away from them, but I stood up straight.

"Hey! Get the hell out of the road, would ya?!" Wait a minute.... I know that voice. That annoying, loud, stupid voice. It was amplified by the same man that girl had stabbed. What was her name again? "Bro! Moooove it!" HONK HONK. Oh, this was going to be so much fun I thought to myself.

I decided to slowly look at him, over my shoulder, and I grinned largely. The light was bright, illuminating my blood stained shirt, and revealing my rows of sharp teeth coated over with blood. I couldn't see his facial expression because the light was so bright, but I could tell he was afraid because he switched his gear into reverse. I began to walk towards him, picking up the pace until I was in a full out sprint. He quickly hit the pedal, zooming his car backwards. I ran faster, catching up rather quickly and leapt onto the windshield. He screamed in fear. Oh, such a precious sound. I remembered how good his blood had tasted, and I longed to taste it again.

Just like clockwork, he changed the gear and began speeding forward. It was such a rush! He tried swerving, left and right to knock me off, but I wasn't budging. Instead, I began laughing as loud and hard as I could, making the blood drain from his face. He was going faster now, and I thought it be funny to jump off, right about..... NOW.

I hit the road hard, getting a small road rash, but nothing bad enough to hurt. I then got up and looked in the direction he was headed. Just as I had planned, he hit the tree. There was a large tree that had fallen into the road, blocking it. I laughed, almost crying about how amused I was! What an idiot! My feet flew off the ground running so quickly to catch up to where he was. His black car was totaled, a wreck basically. He was in the drivers seat, bleeding immensely and crying at the pain he must've been feeling. It was so damn funny. I began laughing again, trying to hold it back but failing. His pain gave me so much glee!....

"H-help me, p-p-please!" He begged, crying because it hurt to speak, let alone yell. His voice was slow, pleading and quiet.

"Sure" I replied, still chuckling. "I can help you" I grabbed him by the shirt and pulled him out of the car. He began to yell from the pain of moving. His legs were wedged under the dashboard, and I couldn't get them out. So I dropped him down hard, hearing a cracking sound come from his legs. He yelled from in anguish and pain. It was consuming him. His torso layed on the street while his legs were still stuck. He began bleeding out of his mouth, and he was slowly becoming covered in blood.

H-hhel...H...hel-p, m-mm-"

"Shhh..." I placed my finger on his quivering lips. "I'm helping you"

Fear struck him when he saw me take my knife out. "Don't worry, Camry won't miss you"

He looked at me with confusion. He then tried his hardest to say " Y-you ss-stay away from her!"

I laughed again, so hard That I had to hold my stomach. Everything about him was so damn funny to me!!

"Awh, don't worry I don't think I'm killing her.... Anytime soon" but, you yeah your going to die tonight.

RING RING. His phone began to buzz and his ringtone went off. I reached into his pocket to fetch it and gave him a look that read, 'you're in no shape to answer', sorry.'

"Hello" she asked frantically, since I answered but not said anything. "Babe, are you there? Where did you? James answer me!" It was pathetic to me. One second she stabs him, the next minute she's calling to ask about him. Lame.

"Should I slit his throat, or let him bleed out?" That shut her up. Silence.

"J-jinx?!"

"Awhh, you remembered!" I said with fake compassion in my voice "I'm so flattered, look James, I'm blushing!"

"What're you doing with him? Can I talk to him?!"

"He's a little busy, dying..."

I heard her whisper something that I couldn't hear. Then the best idea came to me.

"Camry." I whispered eerily To her.

"What?" She replied nervously.

"If I let um, James here live-"

"Please let him live!"

"Don't interrupt me again." Silence. "Good. I want to make a deal with you"

She thought for a moment, "W-what deal?"

"I'll tell you the terms and conditions AFTER the deal"

"But I don't even know what-"

"He's running out of time honey-bunch." James probably wanted to punch me after that.

"Fine!" She accepted. I looked at the dying man in front of me, and hung up on Camry. I then dialed 911. The man asked what my emergency was, and I only told him the address. Then I closed the phone shut and threw it on the floor. I stood up, still watching James cling on to dear life. It was heartwarming to me. I took my index finger and wiped off some of the blood. It was like wiping off a freshly baked cake, sampling the flavored. Sweet. Then I said "I'm going to have some fun with her, and if you tell anyone I was here, I will personally kill you, and make her watch." And with that, I ran off and found a abandoned house to slumber in. Man I love my job!