to love a killer...

chapter 2

My heart dropped in too my stomach I knew that smell anywhere it was him the guy from the party he was in my house before I had time to scream or run I felt arms wrapped around my waste and mouth I was fighting and after a few minutes I finally freed myself.running up the stairs he wasn't fair behind I could feel it he was running up the stairs after me he knew there would be no point so he slowed down listening to ever foot step. I made it made me remember that creepy song from the old horror movies .. I was hiding under my bed with my knife it was the really big ones chefs uses sharp as fuck we'd have so much fun no worries he came in my room. I think he really didn't know where I was he went up too my closet and opened it up quickly pushing my clothes back than walked up too the window and through back the curtains he even picked up a lose floor boards that lead too a crawl space even. I didn't know it was there something snapped in his head he walked in the middle of the room he was running his knife in his pocket listening too any sound made even breathing

"I know where you are hehe I promise I'm going to hurt you I just want a chat here kitty kitty i wont hurt you.. heh much that is.."

His voice was dark and sinister still running his knife in his pocket I quickly came out from under the bed like any anger snake ready to bite he grinned devilishly I walked too him I knew what I had too do at this point its going to be odd for the both us but I had to get that knife away from him I throw my knife at pinning him to the wall he was taken back by it no doubt about it I felt the back of his pants pulling at his hoodie and the knife fell out of his pocket. I lend to get it I was hopping my chest would get his attention since they where too big but no luck I grabbed it quickly and spanned around the room locking my bedroom door and windows no way to get out unless he was going down the floor boards he bent down pulling another knife from his boot clever boy always bring back ups he didn't see I had two knives even the one behind my back I kept under my bed he jumped at me I doge the attack throwing both knives at him pinning him too the wall this is good what do you want too chat about I carefully unlatching and checked for more knives I found a pen knife in his hoodie I started too teasing him.

Alice : bad boy why would you want too hurt me

I asked so kind and sweetly looking in too his eyes

Alice: what did I ever do too you hmmm

"you stole my style..."

he spat and grind with a hissing tone smiling like the richer cat from alice and wonderland thank god I was good at acting thank god I was in drama class

Alice: you don't like me sweetie you don't think im pretty

i let my chest stand out letting my breast show even more than they already did running my hand up and down my hair than he asked me

"Why do you even look like that?"

i had to be confident again and had too tell him my story

Alice : once there was a girl with small friends and was bullied so bad father gone mother never home the bullying never stopped and got worse mother never caring and i was all alone one day i went home finally losing my mind when i hear about the killer and what he di beat some people to death an than cut them open i was told what he looked like the skin wasn't hard to get once that was donw my hair already black an still long and thick than took my knife and cut a smile ear to ear

he looked shocked about it no doubt about it I pulled the knives out of the walls to let him go making holes in I could make up a story quick about it I grabbed his face with hands I didn't know I was doing it and asked his name

jeff point of view

jeff: now will you let me go now you crazy bitch

I pull up the window only after saying