Cold Laughter.

Chapter 1; Chuckling.

    I stared directly at her with a glare on my face. My bow was pointed directly at her. A cold smirk on my face.
    "Kevin, think about this. You don't really want to shoot me." She was panicked but couldn't move due to the ropes bound around her.
    "Oh darling but I do. Besides I would just be shooting the target you're tied onto."
    She continued to cry and plead for me to let her go. "Stop your complaining. Just be happy I never miss." I pulled back the arrow till it was at it's full power.
    "Oh don't worry. It'll still sure hurt." I chuckle deeply and let go. It whizzed through the air and in what seemed like slow motion it punctured her stomach like a balloon. Blood started seeping out of the wound and colouring her blue shirt a dirty red.
    I leisurely walked over to the next target, watching him tremble with fear felt amazing, better than the high of any drug. I chuckled again as I see the tears running down his face. His head turned towards the girl. He was looking with comically large eyes, as if he didn't want to look but was too terrified to look away.
    "What's wrong baby? You told me to be who I really am. I'm just listening to your instructions. Heh, but don't worry, I still love you so I'll let you survive. Probably." I said in a cheery tone.
    "If you love me why are you doing this to me? Why are you doing this to us?" He still refused to look at me so I stepped forward the moved his head to face me. "Look at me Robert."
    Slowly his eyes looked at me with fear and I stared right into them. "Because my mommy told me I'm demented and screwed up in the head."
    I pulled my sleeves up to show my arms littered with all sorts of different kids of scares. Some small some thick. Some deep others fine and light. One spot on my arm had a few burn marks.
    "She thinks I belong in an asylum. I agree with her." I smirk and pull down my sleeves. I lift my shirt up a bit do he could see the huge gash across my chest. "She did this yesterday." It was all bruised around the long and wide cut.
    I chuckle and lean forward and put my lips to his ear. They just brushed over it as I spoke quietly. "You should see what I did to her. Mommy doesn't have fingers or toes anymore. Well, she has one toe left that's what I left her hanging from." I kiss his cheek and pull away.
    I back up and pull the arrow on the bow back. Pointing it right at his knee I pull it to full power and let it go. It quickly whizzes through the air just like the last one. His scream with blood curdling. All I did was chuckle. I walk to the other side of the girl in the middle to the last of the three to be shot with my arrow and stare her down.
    "So darling. Are you happy that you had to be the slut you are and cheat on me?" I spat coldly. My stare turned into a dark glare.
    She just stares at me with wide eyes. "What's wrong? Cat got your tung? It didn't seem to when you were moaning that loud when screwing those other guys."
       I kept hearing Marissa's screaming and choking. From where I was standing I pointed my bow at her and shot her a second time in the chest. She continued to cough up blood and choke on it till she just stopped.
     I smirk right after she dies then let out another dark chuckle. "You'll get what you deserve." Giving no mercy I put in another arrow and shoot it right at her heart. Then another right at her stomach.
    I put my bow over my shoulder and walk up into the stage right behind them and bow. Once to the right. Once to the direct middle of the room. Then once to the left. I jump down and walk over to Robert. I kiss his cheek again then go and unlock the heavy duty locks I had on the doors.
    I walk out of the school to be greeted with the police. I bow them then go down onto my knees with my hands up. The ground was cold and hard. Little rocks dig into my legs through my blood stained jeans. Blood had been splattered all over my once white button down short.
    All I did was smirk when I saw my useless father. I ended up laying on my stomach with my arms behind my back. My stomach and chest against the rough cool ground as they cuffed me.