Like Killer, Like Son

New Day, Same Me

~Alex~

John and Philip fell asleep while i was watching tv. Perfect.

I get up off the couch without disturbing them and head to my room.

Its 9 pm and I thought I'd have a bit of fun. I crack m knuckles, change clothes and pull my hair back into a ponytail so I actually look like a decent human being. I then grab my trusty knife and sneak out the window.

Yeah, I'm killing someone.

Yeah, i shouldnt be doing this.

Yeah, im lying to Philip about the challenge.

And no, i regret nothing.

Murder is fun! That'll probably be written on my tombstone when i do die. If i die.

I climb up a tree to the roof. This is actually a nice night. I walk across the rooftops of other houses until im far enough from home where john won't be alarmed immediately.

You'd think with everything I've done, we'd live out of New York. You'd also be wrong. I love New York!

Hmm, who gets to be face to face with death?

I stop at one house and look through the window. Only one person. That's it. That's all I'm gonna do. One kill and i commit to the challenge for real.

I get back home an hour later, covered in blood. Yeah I may have gone a bit overboard with that kill.

It think pip and John are still asleep. I quickly take a shower, change into my original outfit and collapse on the bed. I actually fall asleep, but only in an attempt to be less suspicious.

I wake up the next morning to john glaring at me with his arms crossed.

"Hey love, how are you?" I yawn. He blushes but returns to glaring. Hmhm, no one can resist my charms.

"Why did you do it?" He asks.

Im slightly confused

"What do you mean?"

"Theres blood on your hands"

How the hell did i miss that? I literally took a shower and yet somehow missed my hands. How is that even possible?! Ehh no worries, I'll just lie my way out.

"I killed a squirrel" I say calmly.

He stares at me for a minute before leaving the room. I guess he believed me.

That gives me time to think of what I should teach Philip today.

Maybe how to not get caught. Or picking the right weapon.

Or to not accidentally shoot your nuts. Yeah thats incredibly important.

My thoughts are interrupted by a small buzz. I look over to see i got a message on my phone. Thats weird. The only contacts i have are for Philip and John.

Unknown: is this alexander Hamilton?

A.Ham: that depends, who's asking?

Unknown: i cant tell u. Meet me at the bar at 181st

A.Ham: *can't *you use grammer you moron. And there are a lot of red flags about this so no

Unknown: please this is important

A.Ham: I'll think about it

Unknown: I'll be waiting

There's another message but i dont read it. To many things going on in my head right now.

I wash the blood off my hands and head downstairs.

"Bye guys! Im off to throw my phone in the harbor!" I shout.

They look at me with confused faces but i leave before they can say anything.

Besides, if anything happens, I have my knife. Nothing can go wrong!

~Unknown: Come alone and bring nothing. Lets just say there'll be consequences~