In the mind of a serial killer

~Chapter 9 ☠️

"Let go off me" I growled, as the police shoved me into their police car.

They slammed the doors shut and started the car.

I smiled to myself.

It was cute how they thought they could put me behind bars.

How they thought they could defeat me.

It was really pathetic that they needed two policemen to hold me down, one at each arm.

We drove through a busy highway, filled with probably hundreds of pedestrians and stray cats.

Perfect place to make a kill.

Because after all if one person goes missing in a group of a thousand people, who's going to notice they're gone?

There was a lot of traffic so the journey was going to take a while. Enough time to make them shit themselves.

Apparently I'm very good at that.

"For gods sake! If only they let police cars past traffic queues without the siren!" Cursed the policeman who was driving.

"You could always let me go.." I smiled at him through the mirror only to get a glare back.

And I mean a glare. I had lost count of how many seconds he had kept that glare going on for.

I mean he must hate me.

I wonder why.

After a lot of highways, side roads and traffic, we landed on a private road.

I needed to get out of here, I mean I was overdue for a kill.

Wouldn't it be great if I could kill them all in one strike?

The perfect place.

I started to mutter under my breath, calling to my dark spirits to help me with my dark magic.

The two policemen looked at me as if I was a devil.

Oh wait, I am a devil.

"What are you doing?" He looked at me with fear in his eyes.

"Are you okay?" Asked the policewoman, turning around to look at me.

I took no notice of the distractions and carried on chanting under my breathe.

And then I used all the strength I had to break the handcuffs by ripping my hands apart.

"STOP HER!" Screamed the policewoman, as she tried to grab me.

Epic flop.

Because before the policemen could try to stop me,

I grabbed the policeman to my right's head and bashed it against his window.

I could hear his head cracking.. yummy

"NOBODY MESSES THE FUCK WITH ME!!" I screamed, as he yelled out in pain.

I was running out of time.

In a few seconds my spirit friends would crash this car into the tree.

And if I wasn't out, I'd die with them.

Instead of trying to stay and help his friends, he tried to open the car door but I had made sure it was going to be locked shut.

Typical me move.

I jumped onto the policeman on the left and bashed his head against his seat, ignoring the screams from the police at the front.

Blood splattered all over my face, I had destroyed his head good, until you could see slight touches of his skull.

That's what you get when you try to escape from the devil.

I was too quick for them to take action with their guns.

Once I was done with him I jumped out the window, the shards splattering and flying everywhere.

One flying through the policewoman's eye, causing blood to splatter everywhere as he cried out in agony.

I fell onto the pavement as the police car went tumbling into an oak tree.

But that wasn't enough to kill them.

And I wouldn't want a manhunt to go on for me would I?

So I put my hand in my pocket and fished out my matches.

I walked to the police car and lit the match and without any hesitation, I threw it onto the car, watching the flame grow.

I watched as the flame spread, eating away vigorously at the car.

The car was no longer a car, it was a death chamber I thought as I heard their longer and more painful cries in agony.

I'm sorry it had to end this way

But if you know me, you know Paige Hawthorne does not take defeat.

She is a winner I reminded myself, slowly walking away from the car as if there wasn't a roaring flame behind me, as if I couldn't hear their cries for help.

A pedestrian took sight of the burning car, I sensed his worrying. He screamed for my help and told me to call 911.

But I kept walking.

His screams echoed in my ear.

Everyone's screams and cries for help were echoing in my ears.

But their cries only encouraged me to walk away and take in the breath-taking view.

Their cries brought pleasure to me,

Made me feel as if their lives were in my hands.

It made me feel as if I had some kind of power.

More than I had ever felt in my previous life.

***
The rain poured down, wetting me top to bottom. I never really liked the rain but sadly devils aren't water proof.

All I could hear was the sounds of rain pattering onto the pavement and the thunder which roared above me.

I looked at my reflection through a car, and I looked like a fragile girl who had just gone though mental abuse.

My hair was covering half of my face and mascara was dripping all over my flushed cheeks.

I almost looked like the girl in the ring. No one would let me in looking like this.

I was walking for a while now, until I stopped at a huge, isolated house in the middle of a field.

Interesting.

I grabbed a shard of glass I had found on the floor and I pulled my jeans up and cut into my leg, deeply, making a deep cut, wincing.

I then put scratches all over my face to make it look like I had an accident.

I limped my way to the pathway which led to the house. I walked along the path, making my way closer to the front door as the light sensor turned on.

It was a wooden door, easy to break but I was going to be sensible today.

I gently knocked on the door and waited a few moments until someone opened the door.

But not just a someone..

And then that was when I knew that I had chosen the wrong house.

TUN TUN TAAA!!
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