A Murderous Love

Fighting the Truth

A/n: Warning blood and gore in this chapter.
Sometimes it's hard to hear the truth especially when you don't like it. My day had gone great so far I got the job I wanted as a computer specialist, I had got some more food, and I was heading home in a good mood. Although I was having such a good day my truth came to ruin it. I was walking down the street when I noticed a shady looking guy standing by an alley. That's when the urge hit me like a brick. "Why today of all days?" I said to myself. I walked over to the guy and he looked a bit confused. That's when I opened my jacket to reveal the tight fitting work shirt I had on. He raised his hand and tried to touch me, but I smacked his hand then had him follow me further into the alley. When we were in the dark enough to where no one could see us I pulled out a knife then slit his throat. I made sure none of the blood got on me I then watched as he struggled to stay alive putting pressure on his neck. He tried to stay alive, but he bled out rather quickly. I then put my knife away, walked out of the alley not seeing anyone then continued on my way home. I made it home at a decent time and I actually got a head start on my work for tomorrow. I noticed that I had two places to go in the morning. I had to go to a store who had been having trouble with their computer and a Baskin Robins to figure out why their cash register wasn't working. After viewing my tasks I ate some tater tots and soup then went to bed. I was exhausted from the training I had to do today. I woke up at five o'clock in the morning then started getting ready. I put on the blue shirt and khakis I was given then finished getting ready. I left the apartment by 5:45 then walked to work which was close by. I arrived at six o'clock I clocked in then waited for the manager to give me a sign that I could leave. Once he did I headed straight for the small store in the company car. I arrived a few minutes before their appointment, but walked into the building anyway. The manager took me to the main computer that monitors everything to see what was wrong. After a few minutes of checking the computers normal functions I found that someone had tampered with the settings of the computer. I fixed the setting then let the manager know what was wrong. I let them know not to change the settings unless they are sure that it doesn't mess up another program. I had her sign the insurance form then headed to the Baskin Robins again I was early, but proceeded into the store anyway. The manager led me to the broken register and I began to check the settings then found that a wire had to be replaced. I found an identical wire in the van then went back inside. I was testing the function of the register when a woman tried to order. "I'm sorry ma'am I don't work here," I said politely. She gave me an ugly look and said, "yeah and this register isn't broken just take my order." I rolled my eyes trying not to get frustrated, but this lady was testing my patience. "Ma'am I work for the computer company I came to fix the register," and she got upset with me. "I have been in line for this long and you won't even take my order! Unbelievable I want to talk to your manager!" I sighed pinching my nose. "If you want to talk to my manager then please call the computer company," I said as calmly as I could manage. Then the urge hit me I wasn't surprised it normally did this when someone was working me up. Even though this lady was seriously getting on my nerves I couldn't just kill her right in the middle of the ice cream shop. "Give me the number I will surely call them!" Again I was fed up with this ladies crap I grabbed a pen I wrote down the number and handed it to her. She stood there for a minute and I wanted so badly to just stab her with the pen, but instead I stabbed my leg with it instead. Thankfully she left taking my urge with her. How was I going to be able to do this job if stupid people like her are going to make my urge just spring up like that? I was done fixing the register so I let the manager pay then I left. I went back to the company where I dropped off the car, clocked out, and was about to head home when my manager called me into his office. "Yes, Mr. King?" I asked walking in. "(Y/n), please have a seat." He motioned to the two large chairs in front of his desk. I knew this was about that lady from Baskin Robins. "(Y/n), you did an amazing job today. You worked very quickly for someone who just started," he started off with a compliment. "Thank you Sir," I said in response that's when he finished his thought. "Unfortunately I have gotten a complaint about you," I sighed knowing this would be my first strike at my new job. "A woman from Baskin Robins says you assaulted her," my face instantly dropped. "I'm sorry what?" I said extremely confused. "(Y/n), did you assault her?" He asked looking at me in a concerned manner. "No Sir, I simply told her that I did not work there when she tried to order." I said as my confusion slowly started to turn into anger. "I called the business and their camera system was down when they were resetting their system. There are a some witnesses who say that you did in fact get aggressive with the woman and others say the opposite. Are you sure you didn't become aggressive towards the woman?" He asked again and I was about ready to beat the crap out of him. "Let me tell you my side of the story then. I noticed the register had a broken wire so I went to my van to get another. After replacing the wire I was checking the register to make sure it was working fine when the lady tried to order. I politely told her that I did not work there. In response she got rude telling me that the register wasn't broken and that I should just take her order. I let her know again that I did not work there and that I worked for the computer company. She decided to get rude insisting that she talk to my manager. I told her that only way she could do that was to call the company. I gave her the number then she left. That's all that happened not once did I get aggressive towards the woman. Although she was getting aggressive towards me I remained calm not engaging." I explained my full story from start to finish. "I'm very sorry to hear that, but with the amount of witnesses and the consistent story we are going to have to fire you." My jaw dropped I had gotten fired on my first day. How was any of this even my fault? I was so confused, but mostly I was just filled with pure rage. I didn't do anything wrong so how was that my fault? I was so mad that I could have killed Mr. King right then and there, but I got up took my stuff then left. I threw up my middle fingers as I walked out of the building. I walked home sat on the couch and just sat there being as mad as I had ever been before. Lost my freaking job on my first day all because some stupid lady couldn't understand that I didn't work there. Not to mention she convinced other people to get me fired. With all of this hatred I was feeling my urge was getting stronger, but I couldn't kill that lady or they would figure it was me. I had to kill someone though before I went out of control. I was walking down the street with my knife in my jacket ready to kill basically anyone who would be an easy target. When I couldn't find anyone I went into an alley trying to calm myself down before I was pushed over the edge. When suddenly I heard someone behind me.