Psycho (ON HOLD)

|Thirteen|

Psycho got up with a satisfied smirk on his face. He zipped up his pants quickly and then bent down once more. He pulled out his blade and ever so gently sliced into Kelly's torso; PSYCHO. Content with that, Psycho walked away confidently, leaving the naked unconsious girl all alone.

He felt as if his actions were still incomplete, he still felt his business was unfinished. Psycho smiled at the small thought, eyes wandering around for another casualty. 

For some odd reason Psycho felt like he always wanted a brunette as a target. He wanted, no needed, a brunette to fulfil his fantasy. He was angry at them for wronging the world, yet at the same time he missed the lack of them in his life. His emotions were all over the place, he didn't really know why so he simply shrugged them off.

"Excuse moi!" Psycho's head turned towards the call. "Yes?"

The brunette who held a french accent smiled gracefully, glided over to him. "Can vous allez and uh..show moi nearest ou l'hotel?"

Psycho frowned, slowly piecing together her broken english sentence. "Sure! FOllow me."

The french tourist who was brought up in a much safer country, nodded happily, thankful for the good samaritan. "Merci. Your nom?"

"Oh. My name is..Mark." 

"Beautiful name, non? Je m'appelles Chloe." Chloe mentioned with a smile.

Psycho smiled. This girl was so cute and clueless. Best part about her she was a brunette.

"Here, this way." He led her down an alley not too far from his other site.

Chloe furrowed her brows. "Um is zees right way?"

Psycho howled with laughter, cornering the pretty girl into a wall. "Non."

Her eyes widened as he pulled out a blade, lightly tracing it all over Chloe's face. He smiled meticulously. 

"Be a good girl and stay quiet, Chloe." She stayed frozen as he gently laid her down. 

Psycho kept his knife beside him as he worked Chloe's cardigan off. He tightly tied the thin sweater around her wrists, binding her together. Chloe squirmed as he gagged her with her own shirt.

Chloe shivered as the cold night breeze tickled her bare torso. Her attempts to persuade her way out were muffled. It was useless. She continued to struggle, however, pursuing to loosen her bonds.

Psycho smiled, enjoying the struggle she was creating.

"Face it Chloe, you'll never get out of here." And with that, Psycho began his rape. Enjoying every single moment of it.

~*~

I quickly sat up in bed, slowing my ragged breathing in the pitch black. I blinked a few times and ran a hand through my curly hair. 

That dream. It was so vivid, as if I had committed it myself. I plucked my phone off the nightstand and the charger, the light from the screen lighting up my room. Quickly, I dialled JJ's number.

"Hello?"

"Jayje. Get everyone to the BAU now."

From my end of the phone, I think JJ sat up in shock. "What? Why?"

"Just please trust me on this one, JJ." I begged, clamping my eyes shut. Memories or visions were all suddenly flowing into my head, clogging my memory process, I didn't know what was real or not anymore.

JJ sighed. "Fine. I'll call everyone else. We'll be there 30 minutes tops."

"Thank you, thank you JJ!" She chuckled, bidding me goodbye. I set down my phone.