I Am Psycho

Crazy

"Open your eyes!" The boy said with a twisted smile. I look around the room and try to move, but I'm bound by my hands, my feet can't reach the ground. My breathing jagged, I fling my legs trying to kick him, but I'm too tired to.
"Why dont you listen the first time...haha I will have fun playing with my new toy." Where am I, I cant remember ending up here...all I remember is walking inside the house then...then...thats it. Tears start flowing uncontrollably down my cheeks, I cant die this way. "HELP ME PLE!" He strikes me in the stomach, leaving me winded.
"No one... can save you." That look in his eyes was alluring, even for a kid, he made my stomach queasy. He brought his hand up to my face and pushed back a strand of hair behind my ear.

"I'm going to enjoy you, and your pretty little face...especially when I make you bleed." I couldn't bring myself to move as the urge of wanting to sleep overcame me, as I drift off I hear him giggle while knives clink together. "No..." My last word before I drift off.

I feel a slice on my cheek and taste blood, my body feels numb and cold. I look around the room and he is nowhere to be seen. I look at my body and the all cuts on my legs.

The bound holding me up here feels loose, so I wriggle out and hit the concrete base. My legs give out, forcing myself to hold in my screams of agony. Looking around the room all the knives and hammers were gone, there was no blood anywhere, except on myself. I cant cry anymore, I have to escape my death.
I look around and see stairs leading up to a door, dragging myself up the stairs I get to the door panting. "Please don't let the door be locked." I chant quietly, I twist the knob and... "Damn..." I pull out a bobby pin from my hair, gently placing it in the lock.
It took a while before I could finally get the door to open.

Its dark inside and outside, probably midnight I'd think. I hear a clock ticking with my heart, something isn't right. I start crawling towards the door with a mat in front of it, ignoring the pain in my legs and the severe carpet burn, I reach up and unlock the door. My heart beats uncontrollably fast as I think to myself. "I've made it!" Twisting the knob I slowly open the door.

*BEEP BEEP BEEP*
The alarm to the house! Forcing myself to stand up and run, I tumble out door tripping over my own feet onto the muddy grass. I hear a laugh behind me through the blairing noise. I crawl as hard as I can away into the darkness. I dont know where I am, but as long as I'm away from him and that house...I could get help.

When the noise fades away I catch my breath, looking up at the moon. "I...did... it..."

I look behind me hearing a noise, I inhale deeply and turn around to a pair of hands wrapped around my neck.

His snotty green eyes reflect off the moon, lighting up his scary face.
His grip is so strong no air can escape my lungs.

"I told you I would have some fun. Seeing you like this is quite a memory...*sighs*"
My nails try to claw his face, but he tilts his head backwards while holding me down. Moving his weight on top of me, he pushes me down.
Tears are streaming down my face now, everything starts to get dark, until he let go of my go of my neck and grabs my wrists putting them into one hand.

I start coughing and gasp for breath when he let go. He stares at me with those angelic eyes while a strand of honeyed brown hair falls over his eye. I gain my breathing back. "What the FUCK!" I scream while squirming under him. "Help me! He-" His face comes closer with an evil smirk.
"Realize that you are not going to be found...unless you're dead." His cold and sweet breath hits my nose and lips, sending my heart flying and chest heaving. Was I really attracted to him... am I...CRAZY.
I can't help but stare at his features. His eyes dart around my face, studying it. He comes down to my left ear. "I hope you enjoy the view." I hear him grab something and feel him pour a liquid on my neck. My eyes widen as he eyes my lips and places his on mine. My neck burns like hell. "AaaAAAAAAAAaAA!!!" I scream into his kiss as it becomes muffled once he deepens it. My breathing hitches.
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Loui's Point of view

"Muah!" I broke the kiss once she suddenly stops moving. Her bright brown eyes are red and puffy as I slide her eyelids down to close them. I step off her, admiring my work, her legs are sliced, dry with blood and mud, and her throat completely obliterated. I decided to pour bleach and alcohol on her, to clean her up, then light her up.
I took in the scenery while making sure to burn every peice of her. "Mission completed." I turn to head home while dusting myself off.
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