Love in the Minor Key

Chapter Four: Princess

MAJOR WARNING: VIOLENCE AND MURDER IN THIS CHAPTER.

They walked into Dan's and went to a room that was a makeshift nursery, Victoria proudly waiting to take care of the baby. Dan thanked Victoria before showing the younger man to his quarters. They went up the stairs, to his bed, Phil being pushed on it the minute they were close enough. Dan climbed on top of Phil, attaching their lips with raw and pure passion. Phil melted under the older man, giving Dan what he wanted. Before Phil could pull Dan in, Dan pulled away, a smirk plastered on his face.

"You know, maybe it is too early," Dan breathed out.

"Don't stop, Daaaaan!" Phil whined as Dan walked to his desk.

"I have work to do," Dan shrugged, opening up his laptop. "Maybe tomorrow? You can stay over for tonight and then we'll go to your apartment for some fun."
"I... Okay..." Phil sighed. "Where am I sleeping and what am I wearing?"

"Stop by my wardrobe on the way out," Dan didn't look back at the boy, "and Victoria can show you to a room. She'll be your room service from now on."

"Thanks," Phil sighed, Dan not looking that way until he heard the door shut.

Dan felt happy that his plan was working, but there was a ping of something he hadn't felt before. He felt what psychologists called guilt, and he didn't understand why he was feeling it, and what the hell was wrong with him. He shook the feeling, feeling the urge to stab someone, so he called up the woman from the Realtor agency. He changed into some tight briefs and a tank top, making his hair curly as she liked it. He headed downstairs, bumping into Phil along the way.

"Oh hey," Dan smiled. "What are you doing up?"

"I can't sleep," Phil admitted. "So much in my head. I just can't focus enough to sleep."

"Well my room is very isolated from sound and distractions," Dan suggested, shocked he's allowing this, "so you can sleep there tonight. That's only if you want to."

"Where are you going to sleep?" Phil raised an eyebrow.

"I don't usually sleep much," Dan shrugged, something keeping him from taking it back. "I will be okay. Plus, I'm having some company."

"Oh...." Phil tensed up, looking down at his feet.

"Get some sleep for tomorrow, okay?" Dan requested, the nineteen year old nodding and walking away towards Dan's private quarters. Dan walked over to the door, waiting for the knock that eventually came.

"Erm hey," Eloise greeted after the door opened. "I'm shocked that you wanted anything to do with me."

"Tonight I will have a lot of fun with you, Princess," Dan smirked, directing her to the basement. Once they were in the bigger room, Eloise could sense something wrong, but she sensed too late as he locked the door with a keypad.

"What are you doing, Daniel?" Eloise swallowed the lump in her throat, backing up as he inched closer.

"I am having my fun," he laughed evilly, beginning to chase her around the room. "You're not going anywhere, Eloise, so you should just give in. It's inevitable."

"No!" She snapped, not going fast enough, Dan grabbing her. "Get the hell off of me!"

"Nope!" Dan growled, her breaking from his grip. She tried to run, but he grabbed her back by her hair.

"Aaaaaahhhh!" She screamed in pain, pleasure coursing through the man's veins. "Please let me go!"

"You're not going anywhere, Princess," he laughed, pulling her by her hair to one of the restraining chairs.

"Why are you doing this?" she asked, shivering as he restrained her.

"People's pain is very pleasuring," Dan shrugged. "I have not had a sexual partner that has given me as much pleasure as killing someone. As for why you, I don't know anyone here, I haven't gotten my job yet, and you fit my victim preference. Can you sing? Sing for me."

"I don't want to sing for you," she spat before he picked up a remote. He pushed a button and a bolt of electricity coursed through her body. "I'm still won't do it."

"I'll keep elevating the voltage until you sing or die," he laughed, upping the voltage before pushing the button. "Shall I keep going higher?"

"No no no, I'll sing," she cried out, Dan shivering with anticipation.

Take a breath
Take it deep
'Calm yourself', he says to me
If you play, you play for keeps
Take the gun and count to three
I'm sweating now
Moving slow
No time to think. My turn to go
And you can see my heart beating
You can see it through my chest
Said I'm terrified but I'm not leaving
I know that I must pass this test
So, just pull the trigger (trigger)
Say a prayer to yourself
He says 'close your eyes, sometimes it helps'
And then I get a scary thought
That he's here - means he's never lost
And you can see my heart beating
No, You can see it through my chest
Said I'm terrified but I'm not leaving
Know that I must pass this test
So, just pull the trigger
As my life flashes before my eyes
I'm wondering will I ever see another sunrise?
So many won't get the chance to say goodbye
But it's too late to think of the value of my life
And you can see my heart beating
No, you can see it through my chest
Said I'm terrified but I'm not leaving no
Know that I must pass this test
You can see my heart beating
Oh, you can see it through my chest
I'm terrified but I'm not leaving no
Know that I must pass this test
So, just pull the trigger 

"You sounded perfect, Princess," he smiled, walking to his chest opening it. "Unfortunately for you, I always pick those with the most beautiful voices."

"What are you going to do to me?" She squeaked, Dan pulling a black knife out of one of the drawers.

"Mmmmm!" He moaned, staring at the sharp black steel. "This is a beauty, isn't it? I love all of my knives the same, but this one is the one I use the most. I used it in my very first kill. That butch had it coming, killing my family. After her, I had a list for bloodshed, and this knife has been with me through the years. Gives me chills thinking about all of the people I've sliced up with this."

"Please don't do this!" She begged, fear glazing her bottle green eyes.

"Seeing the girl in fear is my favorite part," Dan growled, walking over to the blonde. "The fear in their eyes, the falter in their voice, and the begging they try just really gets me off at the end of the day. I knew you'd be my first London girl, and no one will ever find you. I'm too good at what I do."

"Please..." she whispered, Dan slashing her wrists and throats before stabbing her directly in the heart.

He watched with lust filled eyes as the woman bled out. Her blood spilled everywhere until there wasn't another drop in her body. He picked up her lifeless body, out of the restraints, and carried her to the body furnace he installed himself. He turned on the furnace and put her body in, making sure to grab her card and phone. He sent messages out, making it seem like suicide before cleaning the basement thoroughly.

When he was done with the basement, he snuck to the nearest bathroom, showering to the point where he was almost too clean. He grabbed a towel and carried his soiled clothes back to the basement, burning them to ashes. Once everything was dust, he turned the furnace off, going up to his quarters. When he got up there, he saw the boy sleeping peacefully. Dan smiled, feeling an unfamiliarly warm feeling in the pit of his stomach, before throwing on pajama pants and going to the closet. He got out a pillow and blanket, making a bed on the windowsill. He curled up comfortably and fell asleep.