- Jc c.
"Justin someone is trying to come up" I heard my assistant Dominic call. Well I thought he was my assistant, its not like there's any jobbing done here.
We're all poor. The building is abandoned and there are strangers staying outside. I got kicked out at the age 17.
Thats how I know about this place and got it first. I refuse to live out, sitting by the dumpster. Just to get in trouble by the police? No thank you.
"What does he look like Dominic" I call back, coughing after my words.
"He has brown messed up hair, brown chocolate eyes. What is your name" he asked the boy. He's just a kid adventuring.
"Doesn't matter what my name is" I heard a deep voice say, not a boy. He's a man. I stood up starting to go toward where Dominic was standing.
Seeing the tall handsome and lonesome boy. Making a smirk pop up on my face. "He can come in D" I turn around walking back over to where I was sitting, in the squeaky chair I found.
"What are you doing here...." I trail off waiting for his name. He looked far too neat to be here.
"Kian" he mumbled a bit "I was going to stay here, Justin. I came here whenever I was 17 but the doors were boarded. I was to lost and weak to try to get in" tragic.
"How do you know my name Kian and what do you know about me" I squint my eyes over at him.
"Tons of things, they're all rumors though. I know your name is Justin Castillo but you legally changed it to Justin Caylen. You like to be called Jc but demand people to call you Justin. And you forget things just like I do" he shrugged at the end.
"How the fuck do you know all those things" I now glare as he smirked pulling our a cancer stick, god I fucking hate them.
Killed my sister.
"Don't smoke those fucking cancer sticks in here, you can go out by the dumpster down below" I warned.
"Yeah Kian don't, he hates them because they k-" I cut Dominic off by fisting him in the balls.
"Shut the hell up Dominic, he doesn't need to know that. He's not staying here anyway, he's not my kind" I didn't take my eyes off of him.
"What is your kind? You don't know a lot about me" he sat down in the worn down chair which was Dominic's but he is in pain right now.
Fucking baby. "Tell me about you then" I growled. Making him smirk as he looked around and stopped seeing the ground where the blood stains laid.
" I kill people for fun. I take my emotions off on them. I forget things, I have something called Alzheimer's Disease. And I know you do as well" his smirk grew looking down at the stains.
"I'm a serial killer. Care to join?" God I already love him.
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serial killers K.L - J.C (Jian)
Fanfiction"you want to become a serial killer with me?" he asked blowing out smoke from his cigarette. "who says I'm not already one?" Jc answered knocking the cigarette out of his hand and stepping on it. "you won't come far if you keep smoking those cancer...
