Seperate Worlds

Chapter 3

 I walk up behind them on the couch and just stand there, watching them. After about 5 minutes the blonde girl goes pauses the movie.

 “Do you have the feeling that someone is watching us?” She whispers.

The brunette shakes her head. “You’ve just been watching too many scary movies.” She stands up. “I’m going to the bathroom.”

Thankfully, she leaves the room without noticing me. I don’t know what I would’ve done if she saw me.

I slide into the seat next to the blonde and she jumps.

“I’m sorry, did I scare you?”

“No.” She replies but Ii can tell she’s lying.

Big mistake.

“You should know better than to lie to strangers.”

 “I wasn’t lying.” She cries, I can see her start to panic.

“Must you keep lying?”

She doesn’t reply.

“Much better,” She is sitting on the opposite side of the couch to me. “Get over here.” I demand.

She slides across the couch so her shoulder is touching mine.

“What’s your name?”

“Bella.” She whispers. “What’s yours?”

“That’s not important.” I put my arm around her. “ If you were going to die, how would you liked to be killed?”

She looks at me to see if I’m serious. When she realises I am she answers. “I would probably want it too e quick not very painful.”

Hmmm, quick and painless.

With my other hand I pull out my knife. Not the one I used before but a bigger one. It would probably be classified as a machete.

“When a person is decapitated, their body keeps functioning for 3 minutes. Do you want to see if that’s true?”

“What!” She yelps.

I one swift movement I swing the blade across and cut off her head. Her head rolls onto the floor as I wipe the knife on my jeans.

Yet again, I pull out my camera and take a picture.

“Bella, I’m going to get a drink from the kitchen, alright?” The brunette calls, not bothering to look in the room.

As I make my way back to the kitchen I hear a bloodcurdling scream.

The girl runs out of the kitchen.

“ROSE! BELLA! WHERE ARE YOU?” She yells.

She runs into me, knocking me to the ground.

“YOU!” She screeches. “THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! YOU DID THIS!”  

“Yes,” I smirk “I did do this.”

“YOU’RE FUCKING CRAZY! HOW COULD YOU DO THIS? THEY WERE MY FRIENDS!”

“Don’t worry baby. You’ll be joining them soon.”

“No, no, no, NO!!!” She screams running up the stairs

I chase after her; there is no way I’m letting her go; especially now she’s seen me

She runs into the room where Rose is

Stupid Girl

Now I have her cornered

I walk up to her and grab her pony tail. I drag her out of the room. She’s kicking and screaming

I drag her down the stairs and to the bathroom

“YOU’RE A MONSTER! YOU FUCKING PHYSCOPATH! HOW CAN YOU DO THIS TO PEOPLE?”

“Would you just shut the fuck up?” I growl at her but she doesn’t listen.

“WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS TO ME? WHAT DID I EVER DO TO YOU?”

“I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU TO SHUT THE FUCK UP!” I yell swinging her head into the mirror.

The mirror shatters and shards of glass go into her head. Blood is pouring down her face.

And being me, I simply laugh.

“Are you going to do what I ask now?” She nods

“Good. Are you gonna tell me your name?”

“D-Debbie” Ugh, that name….Brings back memories of a bad teacher. It’s okay. I killed her.

I smash her head onto the side of the bathtub and she cries out in pain.

I take her over to the sink, put the plug in and turn on the tap.

I shove her head down in the water. She thrashes against me but it’s no use. I am much stronger.

Water starts over flowing onto the floor. It has red streaks from the blood.

Eventually she stops moving.

For the last time tonight, I pull out my camera and take a picture

I gather my belonging and head outside. I need to go before the cops show up.

I head of to the only place I have….

….Home