I woke up early to the sound of Evan's snores. Men are such pigs I said to myself as I picked up my butterfly knives. They gleamed with the rays of the sun that streamed through the curtains.
They were not very clean last night, stained with the blood of six. Why can't cops just stay out of the way of our business. People do die in the end after all, us murderers are just helping them to their deaths.
I glanced at Evan again, he was still snoring and there was still blood on his shirt, he seems tired from yesterday. Well, who wouldn't be, after chasing a man around for a half hour with an eighteen year old pyschopath with him.
I got up and picked my up white shirt from last night, there was blood all over it. "Hell, and it was my favorite shirt too" I growled dropping it back on the floor in digust.
I roamed around the small, compressed room. Every now and then a cockroach or a rat would scurry from one corner to the other as if they were playing hide and seek with each other. I smirked and threw a knife down at a rat, pinning it down on the floor by the chest. It's loud and panicked squeals were like laughter from a child to me.
I smiled deviously as I picked up the dead rat and put it on Evan's pillow, the blood staining the white pillow case.
I then sat horsey style on a chair facing Evan. I don't trust him completely, one day or another he'll kill me or I'll kill him. Either way both of us are gonna get killed by the police or by each other, so technically there's no way out of this.
Evan's loud snore startled me as I clicked my tongue and turned the other way, turning on CNN news.
This just in, Rodney Calguar and 5 cops have been killed on 22 Chefny Street, all 6 have suffered a brutal death but Rodney's was the worst, he was stabbed 34 times in the chest and some of his vital organs are missing.It was said that no one had witnessed the crime but investigators are searching for possible fingerprints and DNA traces. The other 5 cops have just a stab to the chest.Mr Calguar's gold watch and wallet are missing and investigators are on the case now. This killer or killers are suspected as Sarah Jackson, the 18 year old teenager who killed her own family and innocents in cold blood and/or Evan Roberts, the 19 year old trained assasin.Both of these murderes are still at large and is yet to be captured and brought to custody. Citizens of London are advised to stay indoors and not stay out too late at night to avoid casualties. This is Jessica Baker from CNN news and all our condolences go out to the families of the late and lamented Rodney Calguar as well as the five brave police officers-
Shivers ran up and down my spine as I turned the television off, the snores of Evan were still loud but it couldn't make me stop smiling like a maniac.
"Why do police interfere with everything" I said quietly, grining like the Cheshire Cat at what I just heard "People will die one day so why not help them do it while we still can, we are doing it for free after all"
"Can you not talk so loud" Evan groaned as he threw a pillow at me, surprising me.
"Can you not snore so loud" I fired back, throwing the pillow back at him.
"Okay mom " Evan chuckled and opened his eyes, screaming at the rat beside him, sitting up at the process "What the hell?!"
"Wakey wakey little Evy" I snickered
"Screw you Sarah" he said as he flipped me off as I mimicked his actions
"Mmfh" Evan groaned again as he rolled on him stomach
"Get up already" I threw another pillow at him "It's 8 o'clock"
"Too early" he groaned again
"It's never too early to wake up Mr Roberts" I said, smiling
"Well maybe not 8 try 12" Evan looked up at me and squinted
"I'll be off to Scotland by then" I murmured softly, looking down
"Huh?" Evan sat up in bed and looked at me with a confused look on his face "When the hell were you going off to Scotland?!"
"I booked my ticket last night, plus my name is too big now" I shrugged "Might get caught if I step foot out of this motel"
Evan threw the blanket off of him and grabbed the watch, which was still coated in dark, dry blood and stared at it for a while then at me, a moment of awkward and confused silence filled the room.
"I booked one for you too" I said hesitantly, throwing out a small folded piece of paper at Evan, who catched it.
Evan unfolded it and looked at me in disbelief "When- How?" he looked up at me, his grey and dark yellow eyes bore into me
I chuckled and sat on my bed, holding out my own ticket, excitement surged inside my body "What do you say Evan? Join me?"
Oh wow I just reread the whole book and realised how shitty it is ^^; Oh well I hope you enjoyed the chapter :)
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Kill Our Love [On Hold]
Mystery / ThrillerSarah Jackson, sadistic, flirty and crazy are the only three words to describe her Evan Roberts, masked, realistic and cunning, he works for a large anonymous mafia along with Josh and Nina. Both of these teens are wanted in London for murder and a...