Murder For Love

P R O L O G U E

"If you never know who you truly are, you'll never know what you really want"

-Roy T. Bennett

"N-No please don't do this!"

"Break up with her or die"

"B-b-but I lov-"

She whips out her silver knife and with one swift movement, cuts his head off and rips his heart out throwing his organs out the window. Bare handed.

The next thing she saw was blood. Beautiful crimson liquid on her white hoodie.

Isabelle stood over the corpse. Her dark hair cascading over her prominent pale face. James, the guy that was once someone full of life  stared lifelessly at her converse that matched the colour of the puddle surrounding the two of them.

She knelt down then lifted a finger to trace over his jawline.

"Poor, poor James" Isabelle sympathises "Getting murdered all because you wouldn't stay out of my way... Don't worry.. I'll make sure Laura will be happy without you"

By the time her finger was on his chin, she slapped him and laughed. She laughed like he had just made such an amusing joke.

You took out the once used to be alive of a body that her friend, her best friend Laura called her 'boyfriend's phone. Opening up his text messages you saw something that disgusted you.

Becky.

To Becky, From James.
I love you. How many times do I have to prove that?! I'd rather leave Laura for you

Isabelle scoffed in disgust removing the pang of guilt in her heart for killing the man your friend loved. He cheated on her.. And he said he loved her.. People like him deserve hell.

She screenshots the message sending it to her friend with a pang of guilt. It would hurt her to see it but it has to be done.

Slowly, she typed the sentence attached to the photo sent stating "I found someone else, We're done."

And with that, Isabelle chucked the phone back onto his pocket and grabbed one of his hands to burn the body.

What she didn't know was that somebody was watching her from the shadows and abruptly stepped forward.

Isabelle's dark blue eyes widened seeing the figure before her very eyes. Going with her first initiative, she quickly pulled out the familiar utensil from the corpse she killed but before she could carry on her act, he placed a finger over her naturally red lips.
It was a boy.

"Don't." he says nonchalantly "If you do, I'll tell your precious little friend that you murdered her what she thinks is an angel of a boyfriend"

Everything in
Isabelle's mind stopped. She had stopped panicking and laughed like a maniac for no certain reason.

"pfff like anyone would believe you!" she snorted before tensing her voice and speaking through gritted teeth"I'll make sure to kill you first before you can even try"

The boy slowly took out his phone with a blank expression. On the phone Isabelle saw a video of the her killing him and how she looked through his phone. Isabelle's eyes widen and the rushing adrenaline of panic took over her once more.

He then pressed on a number realising it was Laura's and slowly moved his index finger about to touch the send button.

"Don't even think about it" Isabelle states blankly with bits of hair still draping over her eyes as she looked down.

A wide smirk plastered on his face.
"I thought so.."

"Do not tell anybody about this..."

"Don't worry.... I won't" the boy said revealing his face as it shone in the moonlight.

His skin pale as hers, bloodshot eyes, messy hair and an insane smirk.
"all you have to do is do a little favour for me"

"And what is that?"

"Join me" He says slowly "Join me in the society of the best killers around"

"You know" Isabelle began "This could be the first person I've killed.."

"Oh please" the boy began "I've seen you kill many people. You're Isabelle Carter, aged sixteen and you kill because you like to play cupid but more rough. I like it"

Her body stiffens at the mention of his small accurate summary of her.

"well what is there to offer?"

A smirk appeared on his face.

"everything any serial killer can dream of!" he began "We also provide coverage when one of us is a suspect"

"I'll join" Isabelle consents "Under one condition. You must not get involved with my personal life in general"

"Gladly.."

Isabelle smirked and held out her hand.

"it's a deal."

The boy takes his slender veiny hands and interlocks it with her cold firm ones. Both of them never taking their eyes off each other as they both shook their grasps.

"I'm Nathan" He introduces "Nathan Prior"

He then lets go of Isabelle's hand and scoops up James, Laura's boyfriend lying on the cold hard ground.

"I'll deal with this guy, You won't have to worry" Nathan reassures "We'll see each other again.. Isabelle."

And with that, he left, disappearing with the body into the shadows.