Jeff's P.O.V.
"Aw, shut up! I think it's a good game." I yelled, laughing. I hit Masky's arm.
"Nah, I really think that it was a bad game. Just a Walking Dead ripoff. Telltale did an amazing job on the Walking Dead, and The Last of Us sucked. It's my opinion." Masky snapped. BEN stood quiet as he always did. Hoody rolled his eyes.
"I think that when it comes to zombie games, Resident Evil four is the best." I shook my head.
"I think that game is overrated. Besides, it's not even a zombie game." I responded.
"So, Jeff, how's baking cupcakes going for you?" snickered Masky.
"Shut up! I do not 'Bake cupcakes.' I just like cooking. And besides, do you want to piss a boxer off? I don't think you do."
There was a few things I enjoyed doing. I was embarrassed about it, but I'm actually a really good cook. Don't think I'm a fucking pussy because of that, though. My favorite sport was boxing and at my house, you're guaranteed to find my gloves and my punching bags. Yes, I have multiple punching bags.
Hoody imitated boxing poorly and did a few weak punches, then began to laugh.
"That isn't how you do it." I took my stance and showed them the right moves.
"Ah. You still look stupid." laughed Masky.
"Hey, at least I don't enjoy Demi Lovato!" I snickered.
"Hey! That was a secret!" Hoody was laughing hard.
"Yeah, you guys should see the lovely video I got of him singing to her while getting ready in the morning!" I (, pulling out the video camera I had stuffed in my pocket.
They examined the camera. Masky was brushing his hair and singing.
"Putting my defences up, 'cause I don't wanna fall in love. If I did that, I think I'd have a heartattack!" He grabbed my camera.
"Hey, it's catchy! And I'm the only one of you idiots with a girlfriend, so shut up!" We were still snickering at him.
We were walking down a dark alley way in a small town. I noticed a girl at the end, holding a little boy's hand.
"Hey guys, I think I got a new victim. She looks pretty weak and skinny. This'll be quick and easy." I pulled my knife out.
"Alright. Meet you back at the city." They called up Slender Man and he teleported them to the abandoned town where we lived. We each had our own house and the huge, crumbling buildings around the area all were overgrown with plants. We didn't know how long ago it was desserted, but it belonged to us now. The glass skyscrapers look really cool at night.
I followed the girl. I noticed she was very pretty to look at, her pale skin mixed with her long... Silver hair? Why was her hair a silver shade? It was beautiful, no doubt, but it looked so strange at the same time. It was blonde, but it looked so silver-ish that it kind of confused me. She went into a house with the little boy, who I assumed was her brother. She looked way too young to be a mom, probably my age.
I went to the side of the house and waited about an hour until she went to bed to go up and kill her. She was wearing a short night gown.
I felt strangely attracted to this girl, but decided I needed to feel blood be spilled. I began to climb up to her window, which she left unlocked. Good, I wouldn't have to break through the glass.
It's not exactly "really easy" and is actually fucking painful. I slipped into the room and looked around. I realized how cluttereed her room was. I tried not to step on all of her clothes or anything else scattered on the floor.
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The Killer's Girl (Watty Awards 2013)
RomanceIris Morerose is a girl living with her at home father, her little brother who has too big of an imagination to the point of where it worries Iris, and her working mother who works from seven to twelve every day. She has a hatred for her father, who...