Smiling Killing |Inspired By KILLING STALKING|

|Five|

I sighed and ran a hand through my hair as I waited beside the car for Ah-Rin. What was taking her so long? She was the one who wanted to go, I was merely just coming along because she had told me I was.

Finally, she stepped out of the house and waltzed up to me. "You don't look too happy Min-Hyo."

I rolled my eyes. "How can I be? Where are we even going anyway?"

She ignored me, before she slid into the drivers seat of the car. Sighing, I slid into the passengers seat. She reversed from the driveway, before screeching out into the street.

"Aren't you worried they'll escape?" I asked her as I propped my elbow up on the side window, then held up my chin with my hand. "I mean, we left them."

"They're both locked up" she said calmly.

"...Who's the new guy?"

"Oh, Dae-Seong" she said. And that's all she said about him.

I grunted, leaning forward and turning on the AC. I had no idea where I was being driven to, not that I had really needed to know.

I wasn't like my sister. Far from it. I was crazy, yes, but I wasn't a psychotic killer. She held me by a leash, and dragged me around wherever she pleased. It was my fault she even got this leash around my neck so I never complained about it - I made a promise years ago, and I wasn't going to break that promise. She was relatively nice to me though, except for that new little favourite toy of hers.

Jang Eu-Eu...

"Why him?" I spat, tugging slightly at the wound patch on the side of my eye. My eye still throbbed from were his nails clawed at me like something from a wild animal. "What the hell is so special about him?"

"Who?" She said softly, then bit her lip. She seemed to be really confused until her eyes then lit up. "Oh, you mean Eu?"

I scowled. She halved his name when referring to him, just calling him Eu as if they were best friends. It was acid in my ears as I heard her say it. And I hated it.

"Yes" I gritted.

"Oh" she said, then sighed as she turned a corner. "Why do you ask?"

"You know why" I spat. "Don't act oblivious. You give him clothes and let him roam around above. You gave him his own goddamn room. He's a pathetic little runt, yet you treat him like royalty compared to your 'others' that you had gathered in the past.

Ah-Rin's eye twitched, and I stiffened as I realised I may have went too far. Her grip on the steering wheel tightened, and I waited for her to snap.

But she didn't.

Instead, she said softly. "He's not like the others."

"What? Submissive?"

"No, I can make the others submissive" she said. "I can make them weep and bow before me. No...he's...different."

I held back a snort. "Feminine?"

"Not over-powering is the word I would use" she said icily.

"He's taller than you" I said with a slight smirk.

"Most people are, dimwit" she growled. "But he's weaker than me."

"Uh-Hu" I said with a sigh, rubbing my eye.

I knew my father had been psychotic. I always wondered how it was that I had looked so much like him, but never really was like him. But every time I looked at Ah-Rin, and to her eyes, I saw that same psychotic glint that I used to see in my father's. What she did was crazy, and part of me really didn't approve - but I wouldn't tell anyone that. I'd act as crazy as her around her little toys to keep my power over them.