The next two years
of my life weren't exactly perfect, rent was a very hard thing to come by, but what happened to the killer me? Where did she go?
Let's just say I put her in a hole and threw away the hole, but in other words I've lost the passion for the kill, it had gone, after I killed my parents, I tried to kill again, but it was too damn hard,no grudges to go off.
I tried illegal fights, but they didn't go so well, so what does this little killer do now? I work at a FUCKING LAUNDRY MAT AS A FUCKING GIRL WHO COUNTS THE COINS AND SORTS THE FUCKING CLOTHES NO ONE IS STRONG ENOUGH TO DO THEMSELVES!
I stood there, my eyes staring at the clock, casuals came in and out, week after week was the same bullshit, then I watch as this guy walks in, his hair was grey and evenly hit his broad shoulders.
His skin kind of sparkled in the sunlight, but he was no Edward Cullen, he walked up to the counter, we also did drying and collecting the coins from the machines.
He looked into my eyes, his eyes were purple, like a glowing purple "um....I had my suit done, is it ready" the man looked slightly younger than me, I nodded as I went looking in the back for a suit.
I found the suit that was recently given in, it was a standard purple suit "maybe he's a pimp" I said to myself before I walked back out and handed it to him "thank you" he said as I noticed the glow had faded slightly.
I watched from a distance, What was the purple glow? Why did it fade? These question filled my head as I watched the man walk off, I then had an idea pop into my head, I grabbed my bag and jumped over the counter "I wonder where he'll go, better follow him" I said to myself before I walked out the door of the laundry mat.
For the events that would happen that day changed my life, that day was the start of my killer life, it was the day I found the purple devil.......
