Psycho

"This is the part where you kiss me"

(I added the DuckTales  theme song (original, I might add) because it's only like the best cartoon ever.) Also, this is a story about psychopaths there will be some triggering elements depicted in this work of fiction.

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"What?" He asked, confused.

"It's a long story. You probably don't wanna know-" He cut me off and laid his hand on mine.

"I wanna know. I can tell it's bothering you." He smiled and rubbed his thumb over my knuckles sympathetically. I got lost in his beautiful blue eyes that looked like small oceans. "I know you don't trust me because of my reputation but I promise I'm not what they say. I'm not heartless. I'm not a maniac. And I'm definitely not into crazy sexual fantasies." He clarified.

"Then why did you kill them?" I asked softly while sitting beside him.

I know, most people would tell me to get out of there that I may be his next victim, but, I believe that there's more to him than just the surface, and I don't believe he would hurt me, even though he did chase me out of the room yesterday.

"My family disowned me after they found out about my BPD. Everyone thought of me differently. Even doctors. I thought prostitutes were the ones who wouldn't judge. They still did. I gave it eight chances. Every time I was wrong. I decided to just give up. I turned myself in." He explained.

"That must have been terrible." I whispered, barely audible

"It was, but it doesn't matter. What's going on with you?" He inquired.

"My fourteen-year-old sister was just put into an alleged school for criminals." I admitted sadly.

"That must suck. What's she in there for?" He asked while scooting closer to me.

"She accidentally shot someone's car with a harmless firework and she got sentenced for 'attempt at murder'." I explained.

He looked at me with a shocked expression.

"What kind of firework was it?"

"A damn Roman Candle. One of the safest fireworks." I answered.

"How did they pass that off as 'attempt at murder'? It's barely even vandalism and if it hit the person, assault would be a stretch." Colby tried to reason.

"It doesn't matter now. She's gone." I spoke with a depressed tone.

Colby put his hand on my cheek and rubbed his thumb across it.

"I don't know everything, but I know that everything happens for a reason and maybe this has a good outcome in the end."

He softly kissed my cheek and hugged me. Who knew? The serial killer has a soft side. I couldn't fight the butterflies that rose in my stomach at the touch of his soft lips on my skin.

Emma Montgomery

"I thought that I was just going to do everything you wanted. I didn't know that required training." I said nervously.

"Don't be nervous Emma. It will be at least a week before we do anything too extreme." He said with his finger tracing my collarbone.

A week?! That's like no time at all! What does he expect me to do?! I've never even kissed anyone before!

"But at least the cells aren't actual cells, just rooms. That means no one else will see what I do to you in here." He smiled.

I could feel a panic attack about to come on from this sudden news.

"I-I've never even kissed someone. How am I supposed to-" He cut off my panicked voice with a finger to my lips.

"It's okay. That's why I'm training you." He cooed and pulled me onto his lap. "You know what? It's time for your first lesson." He stuck his face in my neck and inhaled. "You smell really good."

"What's the first lesson?" I spoke nervously while fiddling with my fingers.

I could feel Grey smile against my neck. He traced his nose up my neck until we made eye contact. His gaze flickered down to my lips every so often.

"I want you to kiss me." Grey needled.

This is what he calls 'not extreme'?! This is way too extreme! I tried to back away a little, terrified of his motives.

"I don't know how." I mumbled, trying to come up with an excuse.

"It's okay, I'll lead you through it." Grey reasoned, pulling me close again.

"O-Okay." I stuttered with uncertainty.

He leaned in some, his eyes staying in contact with mine while waiting for me to close the rest of the space.

"This is the part where you kiss me." He chuckled.

I did as he said and I immediately regretted it. This is like I'm signing my life away... well, a couple years of it, at least. His lips moved and I moved mine because I'm guessing that's what I'm supposed to do from all the movies and tv shows I've watched.

I felt a tongue enter my mouth and resisted the urge to squeal. After a few seconds, I realized it was Grey's tongue and that didn't help calm me down at all. I almost sighed with relief when he pulled away for air.

"Are you sure you've never kissed anyone before?" He questioned. "Because you are a great kisser." Grey complimented, well, I guess that's a compliment.

"I'm sure." I whispered.

"I'm going to have so much fun with you." He added before hugging me.

Cole Brock

I laid on my bed, just thinking about life. Well, mostly thinking about Quinn. She seemed to put up with me enough to not run away like the others.

"Colby, stop it, you'll never have a chance with her. She's probably already dating that Mike dude you heard the guard talking about yesterday." The voice inside my head dejected.

I sighed, knowing this was probably true because the guard had heard a rumor of them kissing in the janitor's closet. Even if I did have a tiny crush on Quinn, I barely knew her.

Just because I kissed her cheek today doesn't mean anything. Even though I wish it did. Plus, I'm in here for life. I would never be able to give her the life she deserves. Even with all these reasons building up inside my head, the way I felt about her wasn't affected at all.

So, any new thoughts on any of the characters?

Grey?

Colby?

Emma?

Quinn?

Sebastian? (Yes, I know he wasn't in this chapter but you can talk about him anyway if you want.)