Meat

Chapter 19

Hello! So I guess a weird little glitch happened where chapter 19 was published but chapter 18 wasn't? So if you read this chapter and you were confused I deeply apologize! But chapter 18 is now up! Working on chapter 20 now, thank you for your patience!

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I wake up to my mom feeling my forehead. I start to cough and wheeze, not knowing if my forehead was hot enough for her to believe me. She looked at me and gave me a sad smile.

"Honey, do you want to stay home today?"

I nodded, coughing more and more. She covers me with more blankets and kisses my forehead.

"I'll call the school at noon. I gotta get to work. Love you." she leaves, closing my door behind her.

I wait about ten minutes when I finally hear the door shut. I stand up and walk outside my room. I check Sissi's room, she's gone. Quinn is gone, mom and Jim are gone. Good.

I decide I need to do this quick. Just in case. I go outside and start skinning Mr. Alberto.

I start to wonder..would anybody go looking for him? He's an exchange teacher from Germany, I can only imagine that he didn't have many friends here. He's only been in America for a half a year, and he didn't have a wife or anything, at least as far as I know.

Although, what kind of idiot would marry this sicko? Well, I guess we'll never know now.

I finish getting all the meat off the bones and start up the grill. I feel my phone vibrate in my pocket. I get it out, seeing Anastasia's name.

'Hey, still not feeling gud? :('

I smile.

'No :(  maybe you should come help me feel better ;)'

I smirk as I send her that text. I like flirting with her, and it's no secret I like her. She's beautiful. I get another buzz from my pocket.

'Maybe I should ;) is after school ok?'

'Of course :)'

I smile again and put my phone in my pocket.

That means I have until 5 to grill and get everything hidden. Nobody has mentioned the ice chest yet- although no one really goes to the backyard. Quinn and I used to, we had a hammock between two of the trees out here and we would lay on it and read books. The rain ruined it so much we had to get rid of it. Mom and Jim promised us another one but it's been months and I'm not holding my breath on it. 

Alberto is almost done, I just have his legs, some torso, and his feet and I'll be done. I like keeping trophies, but I don't want to keep his skull like I kept Nicki's. I took 20 bucks from his wallet before I threw the rest of it into a lake, 20 was all he had in cash and there was no way I would get caught with his credit card. 

I could always keep the tip of a finer, the little pointy bone. It would be easy to hide and I have it right here. I'll do that. 

I get the finger and wrap it in an old piece of saran wrap and put it in my pocket. 

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After I'm done grilling, I take a short walk to the dump and throw away all the saran wrap. The dump has this shredder, that's used to metal that's too big for the dump. I use that for all the bones. After everything is thrown away, I walk back home, the exact same way I came, making sure no blood or anything was left or dropped while I was on the way. 

I get back home and clean the grill, fill the ice chest with more ice, and cover my tracks best I can. I go inside and warm myself up some leftover pasta that my mom made me. I guess they had that for dinner. 

I eat my pasta and watch the news in case anything about Mr. Alberto comes up. There was nothing.  I finish my pasta and feel the finger in my pocket. Oh, right, my trophy. I get a piece of Tupperware and fill it with peroxide and water. I put the finger in the Tupperware and put the lid on. I set it in my room just in case. I sit back down and watch some more TV. 

I start to doze off on the couch 

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I wake up about an hour later, I run upstairs to check on my bone. I take it out and it's all nice and clean. I dump the peroxide into the sink and clean the Tupperware, putting it back in the cabinet. I start to get hungry, so I go out to the ice chest and get some meat. I cut it into thin slices and make myself an ALT- an Alberto, Lettuce, and Tomato. I eat it while watching Anime. It tastes so good, and I missed it so much. 

Next time, whenever that may be, I'll cook them with spices. Although, next time may not be for a while. Alberto was quite a big man, tall with a beer belly. This time, I'll be more paced about my intake so I don't have to abduct some random kid off the street to hold me off for some time. 

I like the idea of only killing "bad guys". Sure, Nicki wasn't all that bad, and I definitely feel a little guilty about killing her, but I have no remorse for killing Alberto. He was a bad man, I never had a good feeling about him. And after what I found on his computer I had no feeling toward killing him whatsoever, I felt I was doing the world a favor. 

But, how would I find my next victim? And how would I pay for all the saran wrap? Thoughts and questions flooded my mind as I finished my ALT. I clean up the little mess I made in the living room and go into my room. I set the finger down on my shelf next to Nicki's skull. I check the time- 3:42. I still have a while before Anastasia is here. I lay down and close my eyes, waiting for her to get here.