Psychotic

Chapter 31

||Justin Bieber||

I stayed still on my place, I didn't know what to say or how to react. She was right, I hit her but I was hurt. I love her and she lied to me.

I started to remember events of last night as I placed the empty bowl of cereals in the sink.

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No words could describe how angry, pissed, mad and hurt I was. I felt completely stupid at how I believed her lies and let her stupid game get to me.

I hate looking like a fool and she made me look like one when she tricked me.

I slammed the door opened and pushed Katrina inside. She passed out when I hit her with my revolver but she seemed to recover a little despite she was a little tipsy.

I heard her mumbling incoherent words as she tried to stand up from the floor but I kicked her back down. She has to pay for all the pain she has caused me.

She groaned a little as she tried to stood again and I brought her up by the back of the neck of her top.

"You like to play with me, right?" I spat between gritted teeth.

She mumbled my name confused and for a second I was about to forget what happened because of her perfect flawless face but my thoughts brought me back to reality, and that reality was that she lied to me.

I pushed her back and she fell onto the floor whimpering in pain due to the collision with the hard cold material.

A smirk played on my face. It was her turn to suffer.

I held a strands of her hair an pulled her up which made her moan in pain as she held my arm with both hands trying to release herself.

"I love you, but you lied to me" I whispered as tears threatened to leave my eyes.

She was about to say something but I threw her back making her hit the firm wall back behind her and fall back down again.

"Please..." She murmured standing in shake but I slapped her as she flew a few meters from where she was standing.

My mind drove its attention toward my left pocket. I dug my hand searching for the object. I found it in matters of seconds and slid it out of the pocket.

The sharp razor shone under the lighted room. I smiled doubting to do what my mind was inciting me to do.

"She deserves it, she deserves to feel what I feel" I whispered to myself as I looked back to Katrina who was trying to stand up by holding on the doorknob of my room to push herself up.

I walked towards her and turned her around. Her sweet glass blue eyes got locked with mines as a confused look played on her face.

"This will hurt you a little Angel, but you need to be punish" I whispered stroking her cheeks before pecking her sweet lips which tasted like tears.

I lifted the razor and brought it up to her porcelain skin. I brushed the cold metal against her pale skin before digging it in her skin, not too deep just a few inches to cause a noticeable but not lethal damage.

She screamed but I closed her mouth with my hand as her breathing got heavier and faster.

"I do this because I love you" I pressed her head gently against my chest...

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The sound of the loud news appearing on the screen of my TV brought me back to reality and away from that nightmare of event.

I damaged her perfect skin...

"The body of Michael Roggers, a taxi driver who was reportedly to be disappeared by his family last night has been found this morning along with his taxi parked in front of a community of buildings... " My ears sharpened as the TV got all my attention. "...Michael was shot from behind, there is no clue what the man was doing in the house that belongs to Edward Moors, father of Katrina Moors who has also disappeared about a week ago, the only suspect is a guy that she met at her work who seemed to be quite interested in her, another worker alleged after being interrogated by the police officers. The police is checking the zone and asking the residents within the area about any possible clue if they saw anything or heard something unusual, the number of police men in the streets its gonna be doubled and a facial robot sketch is been create by the criminology department to give a possible image of the criminal..."

I switched the television off as my eyes widened a little shocked. Waves of anger ran through my veins as a photo of Katrina appeared on the screen.

I walked towards the window of my apartment and gazed outside taking care not to be spotted. I saw a few police cars driving around the next block of buildings.

Shit!

I cussed lots of swears as I kicked everything that came into my sight breaking every object into pieces.

I walked back towards the door of my room and knocked strongly a few times just to get Katrina's attention. "Katrina pack your stuff now, we are leaving!" I shouted to emphasise that I didn't want any complain from her.

I slid my phone out of my pocket and started to check through my contacts, I need to make a call...