The Girl and The Murderer

5. It Would Be So Simple

She left her bag. Do I like... Bring it bag to her ? Or do I just wait here ?

-Well, I'm not her mom or something ! If it's that important, she'll come back !

I want to look inside though... Just to know... But... It's hers, not mine. It'll be bad.

As a result of my reflexion, I stay in front of the bag like an idiot, staring blankly at it. The girl comes back, running. It must've be important.

She stares at me with a weird smile on her face before looking for something in her bag pockets. She takes keys and move them into her jacket pockets. She continues to search for something else.

-Crap, I don't have it anymore !

I don't say anything, looking at her searching desperately for something in the dark. If I would, I could stab her right away. But for the first time in my entire life, I don't want to.

-What are you looking for, I ask finally.

She jumps, looks at me with nothing but surprise in her eyes, like she didn't know I was there from the beginning. She turns her back and resume her treasure hunt.

-Oy, I asked you something ! Are you deaf ?!

-It's none of your business. What are you doing here anyway ? You should head back home by the time.

This brat's seriously starting to get on my nerves ! What a little weasel !

-Or... Don't you have any home to head back to ?

Go on, put your nose on my life, stupid little brat ! I feel the coldness of my knife against my hip. It would take only a little cut in her throat... It would be so simple... I'm pretty sure she wouldn't even struggle.

-Did you hear me ?

-What the fuck d'you want ?

She got to her feet and stares at me with a weird look.

-Do you want to spend the night at my place ? Lenny's not there tonight and I can tell you're starving. You're as thin as me when they found me.

-Tch...

She smiles like an idiot. She's very proud of herself as it seems. But what's the story of founding her ?

-So have you decided yet ? Are you coming with me ?

-I'd rather die.

She seems sad and turns her back to me once more before leaving.

-Hey, you forget your bag again !

She comes back for it, with an hopeful expression on her face.

-What ? Wanna fight ?

-Nope. What's your name ?

What a dumbass, honestly... I regret my lack of bravery earlier.

-Isaac Foster. Now move before I lost all control of myself.

-I live in the corner of the street if you change your mind. Bye bye Zack !

And off she goes. She's a real pain in the ass.

Zack... It's been a while since somebody called me that. Most of the people I met call me monster or Isaac for the most polite ones. But they never said Zack. They were the only ones to call me that. And do all the work they didn't want to do. Stupid jerks. Must've killed them earlier.

-What if I just go with her ? I'll have a meal and a warm place to stay tonight. No need to steal or kill. At last, I'll kill this silly girl and I go away.

I decide to go when a huge blow of the wind chills me to the bone. The nights are coming cold too soon down here !

At the corner of the street, there's a little house. It must be there. I open the door and Miss Dumbass is here. Great...

-You came, she says with a great big smile on her face. Make yourself at home, the pizzas will be there soon !

This night will sure be the weirdest of my life...