Meat

Chapter 16

It's been a week since the Quinn-Alberto incident went down. He went to court, but no jail time. He's just registered as a sex offender. But that's not enough for me. Oh no, not nearly enough. No one should have to go through something like that- and Quinns life is already hard as it is. He will suffer.

I've been planning my little trap for a couple days, now. I found out where he lives and what he drives, his phone number, everything I could. This mother fucker is going down- and it'll be a lot smoother this time.

I decided my date for it; next Wednesday. A week from today. I need some time to get some supplies since this is going to be quick and clean.

My stomach hurts so very much from not eating what I crave most. I'm so hungry, other foods just don't satisfy me anymore. Currently, I'm laying in bed at 2 a.m., listening to music and scrolling down Instagram. My stomach is rumbling like a bitch. I can't wait to get some more meat, but I also don't want to get caught. If I'm going to do this, it has to be right- stealthy and clean. I have to hide it very well. I've been doing some research on forensics and stuff like that- what police and investigators look for when searching for a dead person. It's useful information for someone who can only eat human flesh.

I have a note book with my plan written down in it. Its almost complete, just not quite. I know how I'm going to kill him, I know where, and I know when. I'm ever so excited to have some more meat. I've been so hungry.

I yawn, realizing how tired I am. I turn off my phone and roll over, keeping the music on in the background. I slowly fall asleep.

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I wake up groggy, I don't want to go to school today. 

I walk to school in an oversized hoodie and jeans, not feeling today. I don't know how to describe the feeling, but since I haven't eaten meat in a while, I'm feeling a bit sluggish.

I walk into my first and slump down in the chair. I have a headphone hiding behind my now brownish greenish hair and I start mindlessly doodling in my notebook.

Class starts and its as boring as usual, Mr. Silva, the math teacher, is writing strange symbols on the board that I can't understand for shit.

Suddenly, this girl walks in with a teacher. Mr. Silva stops what he's doing and invites the girl to the front of the class with him and the other teacher leaves.

"Students," Silva starts. "This is Anastasia, She's new here."

The girl awkwardly waves at the whole class before she takes an empty seat two desks away from me. She's short, has long brown hair and beautiful brown eyes, a very curvy body and a cute sense of style. She sits at her desks and doodles in a sketch book. I can't help but stare at her. She's absolutely breath taking. She catches me, and I blush and look away. I continue dicking around on my phone reading comics until the end of class, making sure to glance at her every couple of minutes.

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When class ends, she comes up to me.

"Hi!" she smiles a bright and beautiful smile.

"Hi.." I whisper

"Did you understand the homework? I'm not sure if I fully understand it. Maybe you can help me?"

I look at her with a soft smile. "Uh, yeah, sure. What do you need help on?"

"Well, all of it actually," she giggles. "But we should do this later." she grabs my hand and pulls a sharpie out of her pocket and writes a phone number on me.
"Text me." she says with a smile, and walks away. I smile as I go to my next class.

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About 10 minutes before the last bell rings, I text Anastasia and we make a plan to go to my house after school.

She isn't the first girl I've had interest in, I've dated multiple girls before. My last girlfriend helped me come out to my mom. My mom didn't approve, though. She thought it was a disease.

I pick up Anastasia at the front of the school and we start walking to my house.

As soon as we get there, we walk into my room. I apologize for the slight mess, and we both sit down at my desk with the math work.

We start working on it as best we can, looking up the answers online once or twice and messing around and just talking a couple times.

This continues for three hours before Anastasias mom comes for her. I walk her outside and I tell her good luck with whatever homework she has left. She smiles, thanks me, then kisses me on the cheek and leaves. I blush and walk back inside with butterflies erupting in my stomach.

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I wake up at 4 am, hungry. So very hungry. Why does it have to be a week away? Can't I just kill the fucker now? No. I have to be careful with this. It will not be like last time. I roll over trying to get my mind off of it. I think of Anastasia, how she sparkles when she laughs and how she shines when she smiles. She really is breathtaking. The thought of her makes my stomach hurt and roar less. I get on my phone and see that she's active on Facebook. I decided to message her.

'what are you doing up so late?' I ask

In about 2 seconds flat, I get an answer.

'Cldnt sleep, dnt feel good :('

I smile, she's so cute.

'I'm sorry :('

'it's ok, wanna facetime? :)'

'Sure!'

Suddenly, I get a notification.

'Anastasia Black wants to Video Call.'

I hit accept and smile at her cute face. She seems to be under the covers and cuddling a small blanket.

"Hi." I tell her with a smile. She smiles back.

We talk until we both fall asleep, talking about whatever came to mind.

I really like her.