My Murderific Physcopathic Bestfriend

Chapter 6: Are you alright

It's been three weeks since Morgan's episode and friends death. She's put this behind her. She's really been good (emotional wise). My thoughts are interrupted by her walking through the door with lots of groceries.

"Oh hey Morgan!" I said in a sing song voice.

"Hey Leah, how's it going."

"Great, you want me to help you with the groceries?" I ask.

"Sure."

"Morgan why is all that blood on your ba... Back!" I asked stuttering.

"Oh shit! Well it was part of a project I'm doing. And we made fake blood."

"Oh, well I'm going to my room alright?"

"Okay." She says in interested.

Wtf, that looked like real blood. And what project could she be doing. But wait, Halloween is around the corner. It look so real though, the color and it even smelled like blood. Well how ever made did a hell of a job.

She's been weird lately I'm just going to search her up. I open my laptop and type in www.backgroundcheck.com. Oh she has one charge, for assault. The file list here she was drunk and fighting at a bar.

I keep on typing her name on different background sites.

"Um Leah?" Morgan says as she opens the door.

I quickly close my laptop and face her.

"What was that about, what were you doing on there?" She ask playfully yet serious.

"How do I say this, umm. I'm constipation, I don't really tell people this because I'm afraid that people find it disgusting. So I shop online for herbal medications to help my digestive system. That's why my food diet is so strict." I say hoping she buys it.

"Oh, I didn't know that." She says clearly confused, she thought I'd say something else.

"It's okay, we're roommates right?" I say jokingly.

We go to the living room and watch t.v. I turn on the news.

"Breaking news! 24 year old found dead by river." The reporter says.

The flashed a picture of her face. She was a cute girl. She had dark chocolate skin, dark brown hair and hazel eyes. This is the second murder within the month by our college. I'm really getting concerned. I turn around and see Morgan's face.

Morgan burst into tears, but why. I hug her and say nothing as she sobs.

"Was that your friend?" I ask. she didn't even look up at me, her sobs just got harder.

"I'm sorry she's in a better place now." I throw my arm around her. Morgan places her head in the crook of my neck as she continues to cry.

"It's okay." Is all I repeat.

Morgan's POV

'Stupid Bitch' I think.

Is she really that stupid? This killing spree is too damn easy. If I keep this up all of my enemies will be gone. If she listens, she won't die. I really do like her I could see us at each other's weddings and stuff. Thank God she's naïve, she believes I work at Starbucks. But what I'm really doing is hunting.... Hunting people!

I hope this gig never ends.

Hey I really hope you liked this chapter. I watch the t.v. channel 'Chiller' and got inspiration from there bone chilling movies. Vote, comment, share.

~AmberXOXO