Hatred

Chapter V

Chapter V

Laying in our makeshift bed in the theatre. I was thinking; thinking about my happiness, and my satisfaction. I think I'm finally figuring it out, this is what I was meant to do. I really think I'm doing what's right; no, I know I'm doing the right thing. I really am a good person. I really am helping the world.

Jennifer lay next to me sleeping, her breathing calmed me. I looked at her, and at my own blood stained clothes and hands and realized what a truly great life I had now. I laid down and dozed off quickly, with a smile stretching ear to ear.

I awoke to near silence, besides the occasional bird chirp, with an odd tingling sensation in my left eye that wore away after a matter of seconds. Little drafts of sunlight made their way through the rips in the black tarps on the windows. I looked over and Jen was still sleeping at my side, closer to me now then when I went to sleep. I liked that, it was nice, I felt like someone actually cared about me, someone who didn't want to hurt me.

It seems like I'm feeling a lot of things lately, I really am changing. Must be hormones.

I got out of bed, making sure not to disturb Jen's slumber, and walked over to the janitors closet where Daniel's body was stashed, and reluctantly opened the door. The stench was overwhelmingly powerful and I had to hold my breath to prevent the contents of my last meal from spewing onto the ground. I walked over to Daniel's rotting corpse and began to remove his bloody clothes, his jacket, his shirt, his pants and his shoes. I bundled them up in my arms and ran out of the room as fast as I could to avoid puking, and closed the door behind me. I began stripping off my own clothes and changing into his. They were much too big for me, but that would make it even harder to recognize me, so they would work just fine.

I didn't find it necessary to wake Jennifer for this, I'd enjoy doing this by myself.

I picked up my knife and placed it into my jacket pocket, its handle just stuck out. I left the theatre in the darkness of the early morning, it couldn't be much earlier than eight, which is a fine time to be leaving. I headed to my school, avoiding public roads and places where I could be easily noticed.

Seeing a firework stand, still closed, but active; I broke into it and took some firecrackers and other explosives. Then continued on my way.

When I finally made it to my school, class had just started. I saw police cars in the parking lot, obviously looking for whoever was responsible for the death and kidnapping of the students, me of course; I chuckled. Avoiding the officers line of sight, I snuck around and into the building. Walking as inconspicuously as possible, I rounded the corner of the hallway and began walking, students passed me without noticing, hurrying to class. I hated this place, and everyone in it. All of a sudden I felt a large hand grab the hair on the back of my neck. I heard a voice that I could only recognize as Jacob, he used to hang around Daniel, nearly as bad of a bully too. "One up or two down?", he said. I knew this game, you chose to either have your hair yanked up once or down twice, it hurt equally either way. Without initially stirring, I quickly pulled the knife from my pocket and stabbed Jacob in the stomach, feeling the warm fluid spew and dribble onto my hands.

"One down...," I laughed, "pun intended". I bent down, and quickly slit his throat, ending his moans which were growing increasingly louder; and I continued to walk down the hall, stowing my knife back into my pocket. Our school couldn't afford security cameras, so I didn't have to worry about that, I just had to watch for teachers and students, I didn't desire kill anyone innocent.

Approaching the classroom that I would have normally gone to for first period, I ducked behind a doorway at the sound of approaching footsteps. Our school councilor walked by, heading to her office.