Daisuke stood leaning against the wall, looking around at the dark, small room filled with dead bodies with a smirk on his face. He caresses one of the victim's cheeks, staring at the blood trickling down from their head where he stabbed them. "I treated you so well, and yet, you still betrayed me. I'm sorry I had to do this to you, baby. It just had to happen. We wouldn't want anyone finding out about me, hm?" He sighed before getting up and walking back out of the room with a slight limp in his walk. After walking downstairs a thought came into his mind and decided to check up on you. Soon enough, he arrived at the bedroom door and knocked on it, gripping the blood-stained knife in this left hand. "Hey baby. I've got a surprise! Are you awake yet?!" He exclaimed with a slight 'insane' tone of voice before opening the door and scraping the magnolia painted walls with his knife slowly, walking up to you then dropping it. Meanwhile, you were left there in the corner of the bed shaking at the awful sound of the knife dropping, finally letting the fear of the taller take over you. A quiet giggle was heard as the light was turned on, revealing Daisuke with blood-stained hands and his green hair with a tint of crimson red on the tips along with wide eyes, his iris' small, just like every other insane person you'd see in one of those horror cartoons when the murderer is on the peak of insanity. "Hiya baby!!" He giggled whilst running up to you and sitting down next to you, caressing your cheek, leaving blood marks. "You're awake!! I'm so happy!!" He looked at your face which was clearly showing the expression of fear, his smile slowly fading "Y-you're scared? W-why are YOU SCARED?!" the latter shouted, standing up and walking back over to his knife and picking it up then wedging it into the wall. "I CARED FOR YOU AND YOU'RE JUST LIKE THE REST!!" A shrill scream left your lips, attempting to make him stop, blocking your view of him with the pitch-black pillow that next to you. After a moment of complete silence, Daisuke turned around and left the room. Sounds of sniffles were heard from the room next to you. You're special to him, you can tell by the way he didn't kill you or hurt you. Maybe he has finally found some sort of emotion other than anger and jealousy? You stood up and made your way to his room, standing by the door, listening to him. He was singing a song; 'i can't help falling in love with you' - Elvis Presley by the sounds of it. You just stood there, appreciating his soft, soothing voice from the door. "but I can't help....... falling in love... with..... you"
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Homicide's Found Love
Horror// short story, completely fictional / oc ; Daisuke (Damiar Benjamin Krogh / benkro_tv)