Taming My Little Monster

Chapter 4 - The Mark

-Grant-
There she is. Sleeping right next to me so soundly. She looks so innocent and perfect sleeping all curled up like that but, I can't afford to think like this.. this is wrong. She should be dead already. I was supposed to kill her but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I wanted her. No. I needed her. There is something about her that calls me to her like a beacon. What ever it is it can't be human. There's something more suppressed or hidden within her. Something that gives off an ancient and dangerous aura much different to her very innocent, submissive demeanor. I watched her as her chest rose and fell slowly. What is this girl? I've seen and dealt with plenty of people but, no one has changed my mind like that. Has made me put down my knife. Maybe its cause she's so damn cute. No. Its not humanly possible for someone to be this attractive (literally). Her beautiful red hair and forest green eyes contrasted beautifully against her soft ashen skin and her lovely curves are visible even in the baggiest of clothes.
When I found her she was next on dad's hit list. Her name was starred meaning she had slipped through his fingers on more than one occasion and next to no one gets away from him especially more then once. And yet this mere girl had done it about 5 five times (on record ). So I was instantly curious. I decided to go check her out and if given the chance to (just to tick dad off) take her out permanently.
Since this was going to be my first "official" kill I decided I was gonna have fun with this girl. I watched her for awhile, a month or so, learning as much as I could about her. She started to become more aware of another presence, my presence. I knew I had to act before it got out of hand. So I sent her the text knowing she would be too freaked out to sound even the slightest bit sincere. Poor girl. She spent that entire day fretting and fearful. She even tried to hide to avoid me but she only made things worse for herself.
By the time she decide to come out of hiding, we had the entire school to ourselves. No one there to help her. I toyed with her for a bit and I'll admit, I actually did have fun. She was fast and tactful. She lasted much longer then I would have expected. But she couldn't run forever. This was child's play to me after all I am the son of death himself. Meaning I don't tire easily or tire at all to be honest. Soon enough she did reach her limit and when she did I was ready. I had my knife sharpened and cleaned ready to help her sleep eternally but, a soon as I saw her helplessly gasping for air against those locker banks I decided right there and then I wouldn't kill her. I couldn't but, she had already seen my face so I couldn't just let her be. "I guess I'll just have to take her home with me." I thought to myself happily. That's exactly what I did.

I grinned at the memory of her laying unconsciously against my chest as I carried her to my sleek black car. The sound of her murmuring softly in her sleep broke my daze. I turned to look at my little monster (my pet name for her). I scanned over her sleeping body taking in as much as I could. Then something caught my eye. My heart skipped a beat as her bra and tank top straps slid down her shoulder revealing a dark mark. I ever so gently ( not wanting to wake her up) with just one finger pull her tank top down to reveal the mark further. Just above her left breast was the mark of Cain.