Blood

Chapter four

Jack-

A chuckle leaves my lips when I watch Cat leave the warehouse. She went to Bobby. Man I haven't seen Bobby since I skinned his little sister alive in front of him. Reluctantly I turn around and walk toward the school. Her sister hasn't driven away yet, reluctant to tell her sister about her knew boyfriend has made everything easier for me. With a grin on my face I head towards the school.

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A blonde headed cheerleader like girl leaves the school. My feet start to move toward her, hands aching for my knife. In response to my pursuit her head turns towards me.

"Hello. My names Jack, I'm a friend of your sisters." I say putting on a fake smile.

"Oh great. Now her nerd friends are going to start talking to me. Look, if you want to talk to her don't go through me. I'm not your little messenger owl." She says walking away.

I grab onto her arm stopping her. "Wait. I didn't get your name."

"It's Liz." She says eyeing my hand on her arm.

My hand starts to clench her arm tighter. "Liz I have your sister tied up in my basement and I will kill her if you do not come with me."

Fear makes her tan face go pale. "You're another one of her drug dealers aren't you? Look I have one hundred and eighty dollars in my car. If you'll just let me go get it."

"I don't think so little lady. You underestimate my intelligence. In fact I've been getting away with murder since I was seven. Do you think I wouldn't have enough brains to know that you have a gun hidden in that little car of yours?" I say tightening my grip to the breaking point.

A squeal slips it's way through her lips. "Okay i'll go with you. Just promise you won't hurt me?"

Laughter explodes from my lips. "No promises."

My fist connects with her temple making her weak form collapse in front of me.

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A grunt slips through my lips as I holl her body onto the table and tie it up. Most of the time I strip my victims down to their underwear to make this easier but since this has different circumstances, I don't. Smiling I grab a beer after I'm done restraining her to the table. The smell of her perfume fills the room along with the smell of dead bodies. One of the things I'm good at is hiding everything I do. I mean come on, I live in a warehouse. Do you honestly think that people would be alarmed by the screams of a girl in this thing? They'll just think me and her are having a little fun.

Honestly I don't mind if people think that. A good shank every know and then is fine. But I don't like it from my victims. Call me a pussy all you want but you'd be surprised at what a women can do when she's willing. My hands fuss over the cigarettes in my pocket. Been trying to break the habit as not to draw attention to myself, but with how stressed I am about Cat I can't help it. I grab my lighter and a cigarette inhaling until the little buzzing in my stomach stops and moves to my head.

Maybe she'll listen to what I have to say. After all she has nothing against murders. She practically lives with one and Bobby's gang is a prime example. They've killed plenty of times. Cat's even gotten close to killing someone. Of course that was by accident but it was still sexy as hell. The way scarlet covered her fingers and painted her half naked body. Her hands expertly breaking and cutting the person to pieces. It was entrancing her lethal beauty. And I've wanted her every since.

Stomping out my cigarette I walk towards Bobby's. I want to see what that bastard is going to tell her.
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Sorry this was so short.