I'm In Love With a Killer ~ Sonadow

Chapter 3 |Friday Night|

|Sonic's.POV|

Oh the day of the week that I longed for again, Friday. Another time to overhear everyone's weekend plans, anticipating that last class, and cleaning my mind from this week's problems. Right after school I made it home only to relax on the couch and watch tv.

My phone vibrated again and it was from Shadow, confirming the time, I can come over around 6:00. Wouldn't be a while before I'd have to put on my jacket and make that walk, he doesn't live too far. Before I could settle down I got an alert on my phone, warning of a potential dangerous person. Of course, it was about this serial killer. I heard about another victim earlier today. This time it was a girl similar to my age, covered in a blood soaked dress. The crime scene happened in a public place in the middle of town. The alert warned that this dangerous person is in the same town and all that. I turned off my phone and sighed again. "This is just ridiculous." I thought out loud as I slumped back on the couch.

|Shadow's.POV|

It wouldn't be long before Sonic would come over, I've never gotten him alone before. This was the perfect excuse, the perfect reason, and the motives are unknown. I stood impatiently with my hand over my heart, beating loud and fast. The wait was intense when it didn't need to be. I'm just waiting for him to be here. We've never found ourselves being alone together for more than a couple seconds. I pulled a small dagger and ran it across my fingers, if I could satiate that bloody thirst without hurting him or myself, this place would be a blood bath. That sharp blade made me crave the warm feeling of blood. I love everything about it. It tastes like a metal candy, smells likes a vulnerable state, feels warm and wet, sounds like a broken drain, and looks like a labor of love. That's what all this is for me, to him. The bodies, the public eye peeking into my work, it was a love letter to him. I never keep bodies laying around for anyone to find, that's how I've gotten away with this for so long. This was planned and strategic. Getting him to talk about it was the first goal. I'll show him everything.

The long want for him to be here was finally over when I heard the doorbell echo through the house. I quickly put my dagger away and pulled off a normal face, cleaning up my messy fur, and running down the stairs. I opened the door to see the lovely one that I've always wanted. Sonic stood with a smile as I let him in. It felt like putting on a mask, I switched my attitude and mood to cater to him. To make him feel welcomed. I just looked at him with a smile and closed the door, smiling on the inside. When I turned around, he was looking around the place with a smile still on his face. I stood by the door and studied him, he was wearing winter boots and a winter jacket that he soon took off, revealing his maroon colored sweater underneath. He walked over to the kitchen and sat himself on the counter, I didn't mind though, I am too in love with him to care. Sick and twisted thoughts rushed through my head. It was a sudden flash of red and at times it would be pink. The thoughts, the feelings in my heart. I'd rip it out and hand it to him personally if he desired. He kicked his feet a little in the air. He's so fun to watch, every movement gives me a rush of excitement. I watched him with my hands behind my back, slouching my body. "Have you heard about some party happening at Knuckles' house right now?" Sonic asked, still swinging his feet.

I groaned, I don't care about what other people are doing. I'd rather talk about him, his interests, his life, and his worries. "I'm not surprised, it makes sense that they'd find a way to make it happen with a storm on its way." I replied without trying to be too dry.

He chuckled a little "I became uninterested when it felt the exact same every time." he smiles, letting his head rest on his shoulder. Goodness, he's so innocent to the things I'm capable of. The things I've done, especially in this house. And he smiles at me as I stand here with a sick thought of him. I don't know if I've lost it or am about to but my mind races.

I grabbed a little strawberry and took a small bite. "So why aren't you at that party right now? Instead you're with me." I asked. I wanted to see if I could make him say something nice about me. He remained silent for a moment and answered, "There's always next weekend to go out somewhere like that." he explains, not wanting to look at me.

"So you prefer hanging with me?" I asked again just to feel his validation.

"Well I mean it's better than staying at home all by myself, sure it gets lonely but I do miss the company of another that I can actually talk to." he said.

I slowly nodded, seeing he was trying to avoid the question again. Someone he can actually talk to? I wonder what he means by that. I sat up on the counter next to him and examined him, I looked him up and down, then turned to his lovely face. He noticed me checking him out and slightly moved away, he played it off as being polite but I could tell the direction of my eyes may have thrown him off. I held in a laugh and lightly nudged him
"I heard you got into that little photography thing you were talking about last week." I said, trying to start another conversation.

"Um yeah I guess you could say that." he smiles, taking out a professional camera from his bag. "I'm the one taking pictures around the school and then getting them approved to put them on the school website." he explains.

He started showing me pictures of the school and all that, nothing out of the ordinary and then family pictures came up, he quickly covered the tiny screen. "Sorry you had to see that, at school they let you borrow their school cameras but for me this camera is actually my own." he explained while fidgeting a few buttons.

"That's fine I didn't know they allowed you to use your own." I scooted closer to show that I'm interested. He was hesitant for a moment but I pressed my shoulder against his. He gave a warm smile and showed me the family pictures again, they were lovely. While he would sit and show me the other people who were in the pictures, I would only look at him in every single one. Every pose, every expression, and every angle of him was precious to me. He looked so happy. That's all I wish to be with him.

I smiled when he showed a picture of himself looking out the window on a rainy day. I saw only part of his face but mostly his head quills. His eyes were glowing and his entire presence was the shining representation of why I fell for him so hard. My heart melted and upon seeing that, I loved him so much more, I didn't care what anyone thought. I was just lucky enough to meet him and even more lucky that he was sitting right next to me. He's all mine.

|Hours Later|

We were in my bedroom watching a movie and it was during the middle of the movie where he laid on the bed on his back "I just need a moment." he said. I knew that only seconds later he was in a deep sleep, understandable, it's already about to be midnight. My ears twitched hearing the tiniest little sounds he made while sleeping. Enough time passed that I felt comfortable enough to turn the movie off and stare at my love. He wasn't waking up anytime soon, vulnerable by my side. Exactly what I wanted. Comforted, and peaceful. I smile and softly crawl on the bed towards him. To be safe enough in my home and to feel comfortable to be as vulnerable in front of me, I loved that. With careful movements, I softly crawled on top of him and I rest my head over his chest, listening to his heartbeat, going at the steadiest pace. The soft sweater against my face, and his warm scent filling my twisted mind. My head moved up and down on his chest as he was breathing. My heart was pumping when I heard him. I looked up and heard his breathing, soft and delicate, embracing his wonderful presence. He was gorgeous laying here on my own bed. Just as I've pictured. I took off his boots for him and turned off the light.

I laid myself on the bed and lightly cuddled next to him, giving him a small kiss on his forehead. His head rested next to my chest, and as he was sleeping, his leg wrapped around my leg. I softly exhaled and closed my eyes while holding him close, and kissed his ear right before going to sleep. I loved him. Every last bit of him. I didn't think about the consequences of tomorrow when he wakes up and sees me holding him like this. It doesn't matter to me.

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