I felt no remorse when I dug my claws deep into her throat. Neither did I feel remorse when I ripped out her jugular making her blood pour out onto my fur. It was warm and smelled of iron. It's taste was an added bonus when I devoured the meat. I didn't want to kill the women, after all I loved her, even though she cheated and left me for another man. She left me broken, I became angry and when the beast comes out that anger is all that fueled me.
After her gurgling stopped I began to tear, pulling her limb from limb. I began to eat her pieces similar to how a starving man might eat a chicken, tearing and ripping chunks of meat barely chewing before I swallowed.
I opened my eyes as I awoke from what was likely only a few hours of sleep. I looked around and saw I was in the woods near my solitary little home, good thing to, as I was naked. I walked into the house through the sliding glass door. I walked upstairs, took a shower, got dressed, and went downstairs tying in the TV and relaxing onto the couch. I turned on the news as I began to get something to drink. The news broadcast began as usual before moving onto the news.
"A local girl named Julia Emerson was killed last night by what is believed to be the same animal that killed the Harrison twins and 7 other victims forensics is still unsure of this fact though." News flash they were all done by the same beast they all were done by me. "The attack was ferocious, it's believed the attack started by ripping out her jugular and then the beast began to devour her breasts before moving to the limbs." Geez, this isn't what I meant when I said she had tasty breasts when we made love. "The attack ended after the animal had eaten some of her torso and most of her limbs. We've taken to calling the animal The Beast of Aroostook." Hmm fitting name I guess. I should be prepared I'm sure the FBI will show up soon asking if I know anything. I probably should make some calls to her family asking if it's true maybe cry a bit so they think I'm sad and get any suspicion of me away.
"Hello, Mr.Emerson.... Yes I saw the news does that mean it's true she's really dead?" I began to force myself to cry hard, "I had hoped maybe I could get her back somehow you know how much I loved her, and now, there is no chance...... Yes I'll come to the funeral... I'd be honored to give her Eulogy.... Ok I'll see you at the viewing.... Goodbye Mr.Emerson."
I hung up the phone, still crying, just as a knock sounded hard at the door. I walked over and opened the door too see two men in suits with badges. "James Austin?" They asked sternly. "Yes. I'm guessing this is about Julia?" I asked them tears still rolling down my face.
"Yes we assume u saw the broadcast?"
"Yes I did I couldn't believe it I even called her father to confirm it was her. I'm guessing u want to ask me some questions?"
"Yes we would, may we come in?"
"Of course you may."
And with that they entered my home and began the usual questions in this situation before thanking me for my time and leaving. After they left I went upstairs for some much needed rest.
(Hey guys hope you like the start of my second story I can never focus on just one thing so u may see more new works before continuing others hope u guys enjoy them all and remember, Watch your back )
