Nate
I was so stupid to get mad over something she said, I don't even know what happened, she said I was different, and I snapped, and left her. An hour after I dropped her off home, I decided to call her phone, after the long ringing, she finally picked up.
"Hey, Thea, I wanted to call-" screams.
Her screams could be heard from her side, I stood up, "Thea? Are you okay!" I asked concerned, but she didn't answer, she must've picked up by accident. I kept hearing her sobs and grunts, I got my coat, and my keys, hanging up, I ran to my car, and sped to her house. When I pulled up to her driveway, I banged on the door, without realising the door was unlocked, until it opened.
I walked in, and went straight for her room, her room was a huge mess, glass on the ground, books and papers everywhere, and her paintings ripped, and teared, there would be no hope to repair them. My heart dropped when I saw Thea on the ground. I tucked my pocket knife deeper into my jeans, and bent down over to her.
"Why are you here!" She screamed, I let out a gulp, and tried to cautiously move towards her, I told her, she must've picked up, and I heard everything. She sighed, her eyes held sorrow, emptiness, she was broken.
And that's where I needed her, I needed her to be helpless, but not too helpless, she needs to fall for me first. I held in my laughter that built up inside me, I sat next to her and rubbed her back, watching her sob, I told her it was okay.
I laid back on her bed, and pulled her with me, she laid on my chest, and fell asleep. I waited fifteen minutes to be sure to get her off, I quickly slid off of her, and cleaned up the mess she made. That gave me time to observe, I picked up the fallen picture, and placed it on the table, I picked up every piece of shattered glass, and every books and papers. I tried to fix her paintings, but all hope was lost. They were permanently damaged.
I looked at Thea, who was still sleeping, I knew this was my chance. I walked up to her, and got out my knife, grazing it on her cheek, then to her neck, and slowly putting pressure on her veins. Adrenaline flowed through my body, I was going insane again, my smirk became bigger, and I was ready to let out the most maniac laugh ever. But her small body, shifted, "Nate" she whispered, as she snuggled into her mattress. My eyes softened, and I put my knife away, this girl is driving me crazy.
She even talks about me in her sleep.
I propped myself against her bed, and my feet sprawled in the floor, my phone vibrated, Lenny texted me.
Lenny: why did you bail out? just get it done, and kill her!
Lenny knew that Thea, was the only person I'd kill, and would want to kill so bad, but I just need to figure her out, she has something that I don't. I sighed and replied back.
Nate: just wait, I'm sticking to the plan, I'll get her to fall for me, then I'll set the trap, and slice her throat! Got it?
Lenny could get annoying at times, even though he was older than me, he was like a brother, now that he has a child, I'll allow him to look after Manny. Melanie knows about my 'job', or so called killing spree. As much as she doesn't like it, she kept her secret, and she never told anyone, she was worthy for me and Lenny. So loyal.
I laid my head back, and closed my eyes. I was in Thea's room, next step is to get her in my bed, for a good reason this time. A smirk climbed up to my lips. I fell asleep, against Thea's bed, as she shifted and turned around, it was just her, and me, all alone.
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My eyes fluttered open, when I heard footsteps coming from the stairs, I opened my eyes, and checked to see Thea gone, panic ran through me, but when I turned around, Thea was holding two cups and smiling. Her smile was semi happy, and semi sad.
"I made tea, for us" she said softly, her eyes were still puffy, She sat down with me, and placed the cup beside me.
"Want to go out for dinner?" I asked her. I could see the spark in her eyes flash, for just a second, but they faded. She looked down, "I don't know... only so much is happening right now" her voice was barely a whisper, I lifted her chin up, and smiled. "Don't worry, tonight is all worry free, we'll have dinner, then we'll go somewhere fun, what do you say?" I asked, hoping she'll say yes. Her smile came across her lips, and she said a soft "yes".
I smiled, and stood up, "great, go get ready, I'll be here to pick you up, at seven, you have my number, just text me if anything's wrong" I said, and walked off. I closed her front door, stretching my arms, and driving back to my apartment. A tingling feeling was felt in my chest, that only lasted a second, when the radio came on.
"A young boy has escaped from New York's prison, we advise you to be careful, and stay indoors" I scoffed, and rolled my eyes, stupid people thinking psychopaths like me will be dangerous.
I pulled up to the parking lot, and pushed my pin code for the apartment, when I walked in, Lenny was sitting on my couch, one lamp turned on, and he was reading a newspaper.
"Pack your bags, we're going to Florida" he chuckled, I raised an eyebrow.
"What? Why?" I asked, sitting next to him, he dropped the newspaper, and looked at me, "Were getting targeted, they're looking for us, don't worry, we'll be back in three days, they just need to scope the place out, and when they don't find us, they'll move on to different states" he explained.
They were the police, and other people, that were stronger than us, before leaving New York, the police said they would track me down, and see my criminal record, but that's too risky, so I'll go with the plan.
"What about Melanie and Manny?" I asked, Lenny scoffed, "don't worry, she's still not discharged yet, but I said that your little girlfriend will keep her company, we leave tomorrow, now hurry up and get ready for your date" he winked at me, and hit my shoulder.
"How do you know-", Lenny laughed, "I have my ways, little brother" he ruffled my hair, and left my apartment.
Little brother.
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Psycho But Not Really
Teen FictionNOT EDITED - pls note that I was like 12 when I wrote this kabsjwhjsbdbd Psycho; psychopath, or psychopathic. Althea, is the daughter of a psychologist, and will do anything to make her mother let her go to art school. She's trapped at home doing no...
