My Hero, My Killer

Chapter 4

JEFF THE KILLER'S POV:

I was wandering the streets for my next victim. It was rather late out and the voices in my head kept telling me to hurry up.

I shook my head and grumbled slightly.

Sometimes I hated killing and this was one of those times.

I lifted my head as footsteps echoed through the empty streets.

I quickly reacted and ducked into an ally way.

I hid there, my back against the cold, stone wall.

The footsteps passed by and I cautiously peeked my head out of the ally way.

A huge grin spread across my face and I silently walked a few paces behind him.

I cautiously snuck up behind him and leapt, lashing my knife out.

The man, who was my unlucky victim, let out a terrified screech before he was thrust to the ground.

I smirked and giggled hysterically.

While hurting somebody I lose it, I can't control a thing once I let myself slip.

I thrust my knife into his arm, holding him down with my own body weight.

He let out another scream.

I smirked and laughed at his pitiful efforts.

I traced a smile along his cheek "Go" I leaned closer "To" I raised my knife "Sleep"

The mans eyes got as wide as saucers.

I grinned evilly.

I loved it when they got that look on their face.

I sliced the mans neck in one, hard swipe.

His scream was cut off by the gurgling of his own blood in his throat.

The blood oozed out of his mouth and his head slumped to the side.

I climbed off the body of the man and rubbed the blood off my knife and onto my white, blood stained hoodie.

I glanced around and hurried down the street, leaving my victim on the side walk.

When I got near the edge of town that's when I noticed a light flicker off in a bedroom of a house.

Of course it was on the second story but I was willing to climb up the wall for another victim.

I crawled up the wall and peered into the room to see a sleeping girl.

I smirked and tried the window.

Aha! For once I had luck...it was unlocked.

I climbed in silently and shut the window behind me.

The girl seemed to be sleeping rather deeply.

I walked to the side of the bed and raised the knife.

Again..I was unlucky, as soon as I raised the knife my elbow hit the lamp and it dropped, shattering on the floor.

Being as I am rather clumsy I stepped on one of the shards of glass.

My eyes widened and I hopped around on one foot "ow ow ow!!" I whimpered.

That's when I heard the girl behind me. "Who are you? And why are you in my room?!"

I whipped around to be met by a girl holding a baseball bat.

She screamed and I freaked. "AHH WHAT!?" I looked behind me.

She continued to scream which freaked me out, causing me to scream.

We both screamed for a while before she spoke again "what are you doing!?"

"I dunno what are you doing!?" I yelled back.

"Your in my house and you look...."

I tensed, there was that sentence again...

I pulled out my knife and glared at this girl who dared to speak bad about me.

Didn't she know who I was!?

I jumped at her and sliced her arm.

She let out a wail and dropped the baseball bat she was holding.

She then kicked me right in the face.

I was shocked as I fell backwards.

I sat up and rubbed my head "OW!! Why'd you do that...." I whined like a baby.

She stared at me, blood dripping from her arm "you attacked me!!"

I opened my mouth to speak but found no words.

I for once felt rather bad.

"Uhh..." I started then the door swung open, interrupting me.

I looked towards the door and saw a huge bulk of a man standing there.

Standing in the door way must have been the girls father.

He was holding a rifle which made me flinch.

I looked towards the window and cursed myself in my head for closing it.

My heart sank as I saw the rifle pointed right. at. me.