You're the darkness to my life

"I stubbed my toe"

Crap. Crap. Crap.

What am i going to do?

There is an injured murderer on my couch for craps sake!

Argh!

I got up and ran to the nearest bathroom to get the first aid kit and came back to him.

I sat down next to him and started to slowly take of his hoodie. He stirred slightly while doing it but i finally took it off and stared.

He had many scars on his chest. They were very... i dont know how to describe it. All i know is that it pulled my attention.

Right enough checking out the murderer i have to patch him up.

I got on right away. I had to clean the blood off of his wounds and then i closed then up.

I gagged a couple times. Im not really fond of blood. Its kind of gross.

After i finished stitching him i kind of stared at him for a little.

Yes i know that was weird. But wouldnt you stare at a murderer while he was knocked out?

No..?

Well then..

I got up but noticed he was still bleeding. It was from his knuckles. Probably from when he broke my kitchen window. -_-

I wrapped up his knuckles, grabbed his hoodie, and then went to wash everything i used. After putting the first aid kit back I put his hoodie in the washer along with some bleach and clorox so the hoodie wont stain. Its kind of gross.

I went back over to him and sat down next to him again. I looked at him and sorta stared again.

His skin it didnt look like normal skin. I lifted my hand and ever so gently ran my finger over his cheek.

Hmm..... it had a sort of leathery feel to it.

Then my eyes traveled to his chest were again i was mesmerized by his scars.

There was one in particular that pulled for my attention.

It ran from his right shoulder blade across his chest and ended somewhere near the ending of the left side of his torso.

I got up and realized the reason the house was eerily quiet because the washer finished. I got out the hoodie and placed it in the dryer while i tasted this fowl taste in my mouth.

Eww i havent brushed my teeth.

I quickly went upstairs and went straight to my bathroom to brush my teeth. While i was brushing i saw some red and blue light flashing outside.

I froze.

Glancing out side i saw cop cars and started to get a little worried.

What if they found out i just helped a murderer?! Oh my cheese balls what if they find him in my house?!

I quickly spit and finished my teeth and ran down stairs as silently as i could and went to the dryer willing it to finish fast. 

When it did i grabbed the hoodie and made my way to him and crouched next to him.

"Hey! You have to wake up! The cops are out there!" I whispered fiercely  

He only stirred.

Then there was a knock on my door.

Now i started to panic.

Where the hell am i supposed to put the dude?!

Oh my pretzel stix!

I quickly looked around the living room to find a place to put him. There was nowhere but under the couch.

There was another knock but a with a voice.

"Ma'am open up. We would like to speak to you about your neighbors." Said a male voice.

Oh man! I quickly pushed him trying to make it as silent as i could. Unfortunately he still made a small "thump" sound when he hit the floor.

"Ma'am are you alright? What was that? Do you need help? Open up!" The male voice said now starting to panic as well.

I quickly pushed him under the couch and threw on his hoodie.

Hey if i just hold it the cops are going to wonder why i have a hoodie in my hand.

I quickly walked over to my door and opened it.

"Yes?" I asked

"Ma'am is everything alright?" He said eyeing my house suspiciously

"Yes ..... what about my neighbors?" I asked cautiously.

"Well you neighbors... they have been murdered.. slaughtered." He replied

I tried to put on my most horrified face. 

"May i come in?"

"Yes of course" i said opening the door for him.

He walked in eyeing my house as i closed the door behind him and led him to my living room hoping he didnt notice. 

He stayed standing up and turned to look at me

"Did you see or hear anything strange?" He asked

"No" i replied quickly.

He raised an eyebrow.

"I mean no.... i was sleeping and when i sleep i dont hear anything. You're lucky i heard the door if not i wouldnt have woken up." I explained hoping he believed me.

"What about the thump sound i heard?" He asked

"I stubbed my toe"

"Why are you wearing a hoodie?"

"I dont have on appropriate clothing and im cold"

"I see...... can i have a look around you're house?"

"Uhmm sure i guess" he started walking around and i was scared for many reasons.

1.I did see what happened

2. The kitchen window is broken

3. The killer is under my couch

He continued walking until he was finished with the living room and started heading to the hallway the kitchen was in.

I started to panic he cant see the kitchen!

He continued walking with me right at his tail. He passed the bathroom the laundry room and up ahead was the kitchen.

Oh gosh!

I went in front of him and stopped him.

"I think thats enough. You have seen my house is fine." I said calmly to bring any suspicions.

He looked like he was going to say something but then his radio went off saying they had a different emergency.

He nodded and after i walked him out i sighed in relief. 

Finally.

I went over to the couch and looked under it to find it empty.

Oh man! Where the hell did he go?!

I got up and searched the room quickly and got a little scared.

Then i looked down at myself and realized i still had his hoodie on.

My eyes widened when i heard a menacing laugh.

I looked up and there he was right in front of me without me noticing. 

Before i could even blink i was pinned again the wall with my mouth covered a knife poised at my neck.