Mine (Jenlisa)

eight.

Lisa's POV~

It started out as manipulation, kissing her. But her moan made something inside me shiver. It scared me, as much as anything could scare me. That she could have seen what she had seen... and still desire me.

It was the reaction that I wanted, so why was I so disturbed by it.

Trying to get out of my own head, I went to the library to look up news about my kitten, to see how much information about her disappearance was floating around out in the world.

No, not her library; I am not that stupid. A local branch, far away from the university.

Despite my otherwise opulent house, I kept all kinds of technology far away from me. No television, no computer, save for the security system. No phone. It made things simple. It kept me safe from being tracked in any way. And it made so easy for me to leave my victims in the house without worrying about them finding a way to contact anyone from outside.

Now, I searched for my kitten's real name, Jennie Ruby Jane (in Korean Kim Jennie) and came up with a slew of news stories. To my surprise, only some of them were from the past week. I scanned the most recent ones and made sure the police have not gotten any new information from that friend of hers. Even as I went through the motions, a bubble of curiosity was floating up inside of my brain.

Nothing. There was nothing incriminating me. Nothing even to indicate that the police investigation was treating the case as an abduction. Missing girl. No further information. I licked my lips. The fear was already seeping out of my muscles.

Perfect. No push for a large investigation. I thought that the missing girl would be a thousand times more interesting than the missing business man and lawyers I normally killed. I suppose my kitten was just lucky.

Or maybe there is more to it than that.

I went back to the older entries. The first headline sent an almost erotic thrill down my body.

Missing Teenage Girl Found

A local teenage girl thought to have been kidnapped was discovered last week...

No wonder no one actually cared.

She ran away when she was only fifteen years old it seemed. I scanned through the rest of the article. No mention of her suicide attempt. Maybe it had been later, or maybe they managed to keep it out of the paper.

The other articles gave up some small pieces of information. Her parent's names, their hometown. So much for her refusing to give me that information.

My kitten had managed to keep her parents from finding her for over three weeks. She apparently filed to claim independence from her parents once she'd been caught.

"Kitten," I murmured as I paged through the text, "Why did you ran away from home?"

Another question to find the answer to. But at least I knew that I am safe and with this information, I was even safer. The pieces clicker together in my mind like a puzzle of armor keeping me safe.

She had run away once... She could have run away again.

Jennie's POV~

She left me alone again and I slept, goosebumps chilling me as I clutched the blanket over my shoulders. I didn't know how long had passed, but when I awoke my bladder was full to bursting and I am hungry, and thirty again. Though not as thirsty before. I sat up in the darkness. She will come for me before when I screamed. Maybe it would work again.

"Lisa? Hello?"

A pause, no sound from above.

"LISA!" I yelled louder.