Fear me (girlxgirl)

•Chapter Two•

Chapter Two: Kia's P.O.V

The blood of my latest victim, Blake Nyun, was warm and sweet, like honey. I felt his hearts final beat in my palm. I felt his body lump over, dead. I felt his skin rip by my hands. It was such a rush.

But every rush comes to an end after a minute or so. I relieved Blake's now cold heart from my grip and it fell to the ground of my 'dungeon'.

I headed my upstairs to my bathroom to wash the blood of my arm and elbow. I, the thief of hearts, also feels the need to wash oneself. I sure as hell wasn't going to let the blood set into my skin. That's nothing more than a pesky stain, one that Billy Maze can't help me with. Or whoever that new guy is. If it's not Billy Maze then who really cares? Not me.

Anyway, I finished my little wash and proceeded to get dressed into my usual attire, jeans and an Aerosmith tee. I brushed my deep red hair that went a bit past my shoulders, with only a few knots.

There isn't anything all that complex about me. I like to rip people's heart out from their still warm bodies, that's about it. Other than that, I'm completely normal.

I live in a really hidden place, though. It's a trap door under a few leaves, then a staircase that leads to my underground house. It's like a normal house, and I even have another basement or my 'dungeon'. It's basementception.

No one knows who I am. The cops have not the slightest idea of who I am. They also have no idea where I am. I'm hidden in the outskirts, and they can figure out my motivation because...well, I really don't have one. I kill people because I like it.

I wrung my hair out with a towel, and I went back downstairs. I was going to have to clean that mess up... *sigh*.