Chapter 7: Gotta clean it up

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<Morgan POV>

Well she doesn't seem to be suspicious, well that's what I think. I came to close to having my cover blown. She is really a blown, but she is some what smarter than she appears. Now that's the only problem. I really need to clean up my room there's another dead body there.

I go to the bathroom to see my victim lifeless body sprawled out on the floor. I pull the drawer out and pull out a butcher's knife and needles. I figured I should burn her, I'm going to have her burned at the Chemical Waste Plant.

I get the needles and fill it with gasoline oil. I stick the needle in her veins and pump gasoline into it.

I take my butchers knife out and cut her stomach open. Eww, I hate this part. I take her organs out and put them in a garbage bag. Damn it, Leah's knocking on the door.

"Are you okay, do you wanna go out to eat?"

"Nope, I feel sick. Really bad cold." I say as I fake cough.

"Oh let me come in-"

"No!" I screamed as I cut her off.

"It's just I don't want you to see me this way, I have mucus on my shirt and tissues everywhere."

"Ok, are you sure you don't want me to take care of you?" She says.

'No bitch, it said I need no so that means yes. So damn stupid.' I think.

"I'm sure." I say sweetly.

"Ok I'm going out." Leah yells as she closes the door.

I walk out my room to check if she's gone. For one thing I know I gotta clean up after this. But first, let me pour gasoline in her body then sow it back up.

Hope you liked this chapter, this was a look into Morgan's twisted mind, and trust me you will see more of it. Vote, comment, share.

~AmberXOXO

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