The Never Ending Cycle

This is my home

I listened intently on the voice of the intruders, a boy and a female, from the sound of their fast speech and breathing, it didn't take a genius to find out what was going on.

Really though of all the places to do this and they choose an abandoned house home to an undead child who's going to kill them soon? Wow, society's dumber than I thought.

I silently made my way into the hallway picking up my knife, still soaked with the blood of that girl from earlier.

Creeping up behind the teenage couple, I prepared myself, as quick as lightening I grabbed the boy by the throat, and pulled him away from his now screaming lover. Ignoring her pleas for me to let him go, I slammed him down on the floor, stabbing him in the back to prevent him from trying to get away, I'll deal with her now.

Seeing as she'd found out my intentions where that of slaughtering her and her boyfriend, she began to run, leaving her boyfriend behind.

What a loyal girlfriend you are. I thought to myself.

Now there was no chance of her boyfriend getting up, I set my sights on the girl, who was getting closer and closer to the door each second I wasted.

Getting up to my knees I started running for her, she turned back and saw me nearing her. Screaming she turned the corner in panic to the stairs and ran up them, tripping halfway up she resorted to quickly crawling up them on all fours. Using my advantage, I grabbed her ankle and yanked her viciously back down to the bottom, ignoring her pleas for me to spare her.

"Please, please don't kill me!"

"Why? Why won't you listen to the warnings?" I growled demandingly at her.

"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, believe me I'm sorry! Let me go and I'll never come back again! I promise!"

"Liar."

Her eyes widened, as I raised my knife up over my shoulder, preparing to stab her.

"PLEA-"

Her begs were cut short as I sliced her chest, now all you could here was her breathing her final breaths. I decided to leave her on the stairs whilst I went to finish him off.

As I entered the old living room, I saw him laid down his his stomach, struggling to breath.

"Claire..." He whispered

"Oh, you must mean her." I replied looking back at her form on the stairs.

"What... the fuck... have you done with her..."

I laughed.

"Wanna see her?" I replied smiling.

I began laughing at his pitiful attempt to get away, dragging himself along the floor using his arm that hadn't been injured in the fall.

He began begging as well whilst I grabbed a hold of his leg and started to drag him along the floor to the stairs.

"Doesn't she look beautiful?" I whispered in a demonic tone.

Tears full his eyes as he stared at his now dead girlfriend. She was laying across the first few steps with a pool off blood surrounding her body, a rather large stab wound on her chest and blood running down her mouth, whilst tears stained her cheeks.

"You..."

"Yeah?" I answered tauntingly.

"YOU MOTHERFUCKER! I'LL FUCKING REMEMBER YOU, YOU FUCKING BITCH!" He yelled in a failed attempt to stand.

That was the final straw for me, I hated people like this, thinking everyone should worship the fucking ground they walk on, can't they see they're the ones doing the wrong here? That's why she's dead! And he will be too.

With a powerful kick to his stomach I managed to flop him over onto his back, so he was now facing me.

Raising my knife over my shoulder once more, I brought it down to his chest resulting in a gasp for air, I watched in pleasure as he tried to breath in as much air as he could, failing yet again. I wasn't done there though. Oh no. I stayed there continuously stabbing him until the body was no longer recognisable as human. By the time I was done, I was covered in just as much blood as my victims, but oh well. I like it.

Instead of storing the bodies down in the basement, I decided that I would use these two as warnings.

Grabbing the arms of the female body still sprawled across the stairs, I dragged her outside, leaving her body so that it was sat down on the porch.

Jogging back inside to the bottom of the stairs, I looked at his body and realised I was going to have a hard time moving this guy.

10 minutes later

After finally managing to successfully move his mangled body outside I had placed him hung over the fence near his now dead girlfriend.

I stood there for a few minutes so I could admire my work. Maybe when they discover the consequences these have suffered, they'll stay away. For good. But I know there'll always be that one guy or couple or party animals that think nothing will happen. But by the time they realise it'll be too late. It always is.

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Yeah I know nothing interesting or whatever happened in this chapter. It'll get more interesting I promise;)