KILLER || PJM✔️

eighteen

"Well look who it is" a voice says and I can already imagine his evil smirk.

I sit down behind the glass as I stare at the man who had tried to murder my Y/n.

"Why are you here?" He asks and his voice sends chills down my spine.

"I wanted to talk with you" I say and his eyebrows raise.

"Does your little buddy know you're here?" He asks.

"That doesn't matter" I say and he chuckles and leans back in the chair.

"You know, I don't get visitors so this is quite nice of you to stop by" he says.

"Don't get ahead of yourself. I'm here to get answers" I say.

"Answers? For what? Math homework? Sorry, definitely can't help you there" he laughs.

"Did you kill Y/n?" I ask.

"Man I wish" he says and a wave of heat flows through me.

"So you didn't?" I ask.

"Well, I'm not sure. I stabbed her, a lot. I ripped her skin open, a lot. I did well..a lot" he says and I feel my stomach turn.

"Where did you hide her body?" I ask through gritted teeth.

"Why? You want to go finish the job like the killer you are?" He asks.

"I'm not a killer." I say and he chuckles.

"I see you're still the same. Hmm, you look even hotter than the last time I saw you. I just imagine how good it would feel to wrap my lips around your-"

"Enough! Did you kill y/n or did you not?!" I say, anger coursing through my veins.

"Hard to say. She punched me in the face and knocked me out. I don't know where she is. I don't know if she bled out, which I hope she did, but beside that I have no idea what happened to her" he says and I feel as if I'm going to throw up again.

I drop the phone and stand up.

"Come visit again, baby!" He calls out as I walk away.

As soon as I reach outside I throw up.

I couldn't believe what I had just heard.

Y/n could really still be alive.

She could still be out there.

My Y/n is possibly still alive.