If I Said I Love You, I'm Going To have To Kill You

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

The only feelings I have ever felt were anger, hatred, and the thirst to see blood. I don't know why I have been this way, well I kinda do. I can some what point out the main sources of why I do the things I do. One, my parents. Whom of which I got rid of years ago, but I'm not going to get into that right now. And then there's the darkness inside of me that I sometimes can't control. It's like a venom that spreads through my body when I don't satisfy my urge.

For some reason I enjoy the pain and screams of others as I hack them to pieces with my axe or stabbing them slowly and watch them squirm while they wither away. The best part of the whole thrill is looking into their eyes as they fade away into nothing. Their screams of agony feeds the fuel inside and fills me with a high like no other. I can't go a couple of days without it, its like a drug to me, I need it. Like people need food, I need screams and blood. No other feeling is greater than taking the life of someone who never saw it coming. Its such a rush.

Now enough about me, let's jump into the subject of right here and right now. Right now, I am in the mist of killing my one of my teachers. My English teacher. Yes, one of my teachers and yes I'm still in high school but that's neither here nor there. As I stood there watching her sob like a baby, I thought about the reason I was here. Right about now I don't even have a clue, I just liked her voice and wondered what it would sound like when she was screaming in agony and begging for her life.

"Please! Rina, don't do this! You have your life ahead of you! Why are you doing this?!" She begged.

I lowered my axe that I held above my head and contemplated her question. "You know Ms. Able? I'm not even really sure, but I do like the way you scream though." Then I raised my axe back above my head.

"Wait Irina please! You don't have to do this!" She sobbed.

"I'm sorry Ms. Able but it's too late. I've already made up my mind." I said with no sympathy whatsoever.

Her blood and cries of helplessness were the only fuel I needed to lift my axe and chop at her some more. As I drive my axe into her body over and over, she screams for dear life.

I laughed hysterically. "Yes Ms. Able! That's it, scream for me baby! Its music to my ears!" I yelled in pure delight. This was so fun! Nothing is better than this feeling! After a couple of hits from my beautiful axe and trusted friend, her screams subsided. Signaling the end of her life. A sense of empowerment wash over me like a raging waterfall. That meant that I was fully satisfied and I could end my rendezvous here.

With my axe in hand I walked in the kitchen to rinse off myself and the axe. So I wouldn't draw attention to myself while traveling back home. After rinsing I made sure I wiped my prints off the water faucet or any other evidence that showed that I had been there. Before I reached the door, I took one last look at Ms. Ables deformed chopped up body on the living room floor. Welp! Looks like the schools gonna have to find another replacement....again. Oh well not my problem. That's the third teacher this year though...

*****

Last nights rendezvous had me feeling well rested and slugish. I loved this feeling after a night full of blood. Usually I would sit and relish in this moment but there's still work to be done. We had received a message from Sang saying that he needed a job done.

Apparently some government official he knows isn't complying with orders and he needs us to kill his son in order to get him in line. And it just so happens that his family lives here in Flint and one of his sons goes to the same school I do. Besides, the guy has like five of them what harm would one less kid do. If anything we're doing them a favor, that's one less mouth to feed.

"Rina?" My uncle Dimitri called out to me from the living room. I sat in the kitchen mindlessly eating cereal.

"What?" I said in a normal low tone. He didn't hear me, but I know he knows I said it. I always answer his call. Always.

"Can you come here please?" he said calmly. I already knew what it was before I even got up to look. I stood up with the back of my legs pushing back the chair, making it scratch against the floor. I walked into the living room stopped and the tv was the first thing I looked at not even looking at my uncle. I started smiling.

"Did you do that?" He asked with a smile as big as mine. It was the news of course. He always watched the news. He loves to watch my destruction as I tear the city apart. They were talking about the murders I committed last night. Some of those guys actually put up a fight though, those are the ones that are ripe for the picking. I loved a challenge.

"Yes."

He patted the seat next to him on the couch. I went and sat next to him. He put his arm around my shoulder.

"Nice job. Satisfied?" he asked.

"Yeah, I should be good for a day or two. I do still have to off somebody tonight." I told him. He had the darkness inside of him too. He was the one who taught me about the darkness inside of me, inside of both of us.

"Hmm. The job Sang wants us to do I presume?"

"Yeah, apparently one of his kids goes to my school." I answered zoning into the tv.

"So I'm guessing the woman I saw that they said was dead along with those other people was your teacher."

"You've guessed correctly uncle." showing a very bright, sadistic smile. He laughed. He always found that smile funny, saying its the family trademark.

"After this we're moving."

"Why?"

"As much as I enjoy your destruction, you're causing too much damage. The police are going to start asking questions. You know, this is the most damage you've caused out of all the places we've lived."

"What can I say? Flints got some interesting prey. Can we just stay for six more months?" I begged pouting. "As much as moving keeps the cops off our ass, I hate readjusting."

"Why are you looking at the glass half empty, Ri?" He said like it was the most exciting thing in the world. For someone who likes to kill people, he sure is an optimistic man. "Look at it as the glass half full, we're going to be moving to a new city soon. You should be happy, it means a new pond and...new fish."

I sighed. I guess I could look at it his way. "Well, I guess." I said with a roll of my eyes.

"Good!" he said excitedly. "Now lets finish watching the Rina Show before you have to leave for school."

We sat and watched the news for a few more minutes. My uncle laughed at how my victims were killed as the news reporter described their death. Since he loved watching me destroy the city, I always made it entertaining for him to watch. I was like his own personal tv show. After that they switched to another so called important story.

I got up and poured my left over now mushy cereal in the sink and dumped the bowl in after and headed upstairs to get my back pack. But first I needed to get my baby first, I never go anywhere without it. I went in my drawer and got my hunting knife and put it in the case that's attached around my leg under my basketball shorts.

I was never a person for girl clothes, they were too tight and made me feel like I can't breathe. So I wear boys basketball shorts, plus they hide the imprint of my knife under it. After that I grabbed my backpack and headed out the door to school with thoughts on how to kill my next victim...