Red like roses (Sexual Offenderman Fanfiction)

Chapter 40 - The abnormal

"Offender."

Amy took a careful step back, unable to pry away her gaze from Offender.

She couldn't believe this was happening. She couldn't believe that he was really there, right in front of her, only to fight against her like an enemy.

The human shook her head as she denied what was going to happen, clenching her hands into tight fists.

"Kill her."

Offender turned his face towards the human again and his smile grew even wider. He rolled his shoulders a few times and cracked his neck loudly, before he slowly started walking up the stairs. His tendrils were swinging around slowly but dangerously, coming towards the human with hunger.

Amy took another step back and shook her head once again.

"What the fuck did you do to him?" Amy yelled out, trying to swallow her panic down. Zalgo laughed loudly, the horrendous sound of it echoing around the room.

"He hasn't had any meals since you left! I bet he has missed you", Zalgo said with an insulting tone and took a few steps closer to the stair railing, again leaning heavily against it like he couldn't stand with his own feet. Zalgo let out a shaky breath that had the likeness of an amused laughter, as he relaxed against the stone railing, ignoring the dead roses and their thorns piercing into his melting skin.

"I bet he's hungry, too", he continued, smiling like the devil as he watched Offender move closer to the human.

"When did this happen?" Amy asked quickly, taking another step away from the monster she used to know. He was coming closer to her, but he was moving slowly, giving the human a few more seconds to live. 

It was like his own body was so heavy that Offender had a hart time carrying it. He was breathing heavily and his posture was bad, his head and arms hanging low as his back was curved in a way that his tentacles were more visible for the human. Every step he took was heavy and slow, a loud thud coming out every time he inched closer.

It was a possibility that he was still there, deep inside, under all that anger that had build up over him. It had been a year, after all. A small ray of hope filled the red head, and she tried to believe that Offender was somehow fighting back his instincts.

Amy was afraid. The human was sure that he would sprint after her if she now started running.

But Amy wasn't sure what she should do. The best option was to run, but what if she wasn't fast enough? The second option would be to stay and fight, but she had no weapon. And she didn't know if she still knew how to use her powers.

She quickly looked behind her, the two large wooden doors shut tight behind her. Amy quickly thought about her escape plan that would lead her towards the kitchen.

She needed a weapon in order to defend herself and maybe even save her life.

Zalgo shrugged and pretended to be biting his nails as he hummed loudly, like he was thinking hard and long how to answer.