Let Love Bleed Red ~Creepypasta~

Stars

There really was nothing more romantic than sitting in a dead girl's bedroom. The smell of fresh blood filled the air. Her soul left the world as we sat in darkness. I could hear her screams among the silence.

"Hey, do mind if I get started? Those organs aren't going to eat themselves." Jack asked. I've never seen him without his mask before. He had tousled dark brown hair that I just wanted to run my fingers through. His eyes were deep holes that oozed black sludge. They saw the world in a whole new perspective. His lips were slightly dry and his teeth were ragged from biting into raw flesh. An attractive face for such a ravenous guy.

"Go ahead, I'm gonna take a look around the house." I replied. Jack kissed me on my forehead and happily began his feast.

I walked out of the bedroom and noticed a room farther down the hall. The door was slightly ajar so I curiously pushed it open. I flicked the light on and I saw a small bed with a Buzz Lightyear duvet and action figures messily scattered across the floor. The ceiling was full of those stick-on stars that glow in the dark. This was a child's bedroom. But where was the child?

I closed the door and ran to Jack. Damn, he was really devouring this girl. Her insides were spread all along the bed and Jack was gnawing on what looked like her liver. "You're gonna have to take this meal to go. We fucked up." I said.

Jack swallowed and asked, "What do you mean? The girl's dead, her parents are dead what else did we need to do?"

"Did you ever think it would have been nice to consider if she had siblings? Down the hall there is a bedroom that seems to belong to a young boy. Except the kid isn't in his room. We have to get out of here."

"Why don't you just find the kid and kill him? I'll keep watch for the cops. We'll make a run for it." Jack resumed eating and was making an absolute mess.

"I-I don't know if I can murder a little boy. He's too young to have ever done anything severe." Did I have a soft spot for children? How could killing teenagers and adults seem perfectly fine but the death of a child be a burden? I guess I saw innocence.

"Oh, so we only kill 'bad' people now? Look, I don't plan to killing kids, okay?It just doesn't bother me if I have to. I kill to eat and the enjoyment is just a bonus." Jack wiped his mouth and picked up his scalpel. Before he could reach for the door we heard the faint sound of sirens in the background.

"Fuck. See I told you, go grab a bag to put all this in." Jack quickly exited the room and I started picking up all of the stray organs. I turned around to meet Jack, but instead of Jack I saw the small shadow of a boy. His eyes looked tired and wet from crying and his hands shook with fear. My body froze at the sight of him. It almost made me feel guilty for what I had done. Like I had been caught in the act. I took a step towards the boy and he turned to run away.

I then heard a high pitched scream and thud on the floor.