The world was spinning around me as I felt my sanity slip away. She was taking over me again, the delirious, sick monster was taking my body again. I screamed in agony as she took over me completely. I was no longer Loren Olson. I was a monster. A monster that would kill, murder, hurt, and destroy for her own pleasure.
My heart nearly jumped out of my chest when I heard the sound of a door opening.
"Babe? Babe? Loren I'm home!" I heard Derek's voice from the other side of my apartment.
'No! No don't come in here! She will kill you!" I mentally screamed. But he could not hear me. I was out of control. My hand moved over to open the drawer that contained a knife, which was there in any case of need in defense.
'No, no, no, no!' I screamed; but it was silent. She would not let me speak. Derek would die, and it would be all my fault.
His footsteps were louder, as he walked closer to the room where I had hid myself in, trying to contain the monster within me. The door creaked open, letting light flood the dark room, as Derek walked towards me, unknowing of my deranged eyes showing thoughts full of insanity, and murder, as my back was faced toward him.
"Loren? Loren, are you okay??" He asked. He was getting closer, and closer. Too close. "Loren?" He asked again, and placed a hand on my shoulder.
I laughed. A sickening murderous laugh that you heard in horror movies. I turned around, lifting the knife over my head and back, in the stance as if I was throwing a punch at someone, shoving my arm forward, sticking the knife into Derek's skin, creating an open wound.
"Ahaha!" I giggled, as I saw the fresh, dark blood poor down his shirt, and seep onto my hands. I watched him fall to the floor, as I took the knife out of him, and licked the crimson liquid off the blade. I stabbed it back into his skin over, and over, and over, until his chest had been fully cut open. I used my own nails to lacerate his heart out of his body. I threw it across the room, and continued to eradicate his organs, one by one.
I riveted the knife in my hand again, and brought the tip of the blade to the corner of his mouth. I left the knife in the same position, and started carving. I carved a line all the way to where his ears were, so he knew the real meaning of smiling from ear to ear. I cut his eyes out, and pierced the knife through one of them, and for the other, I walked to the fireplace, and put it over the fire, letting it liquesce.
With the knife still in my hand, I walked back over to Derek's corpse, and sat on top of him, with both my legs on his hips, and his back faced to the floor. I caressed his face, forehead to chin, and seductively kissed him in the mouth, letting my tongue intercourse with his; bloody, and lifeless. While kissing him, I stabbed the knife into his head, going straight through his brain. I laughed maniacally once again, leaving the knife in his head.
I shook and shuttered as I felt her evil spirit leave my body. I looked at myself, and saw the dried blood on my hands and shirt. I looked down to see what was Derek's corpse lying on the floor.
I killed him. I killed my boyfriend.
"Ah!" I screamed in agony. I pulled at my hair, letting my nails dig into my scalp. I stood up, but fell onto my knees, still screaming at the monster I had become. I was hyperventilating.
I looked into the mirror on the wall. My eyes were black. Completely black. It happens every time.. That demon takes over me.
"I can't do this anymore." I whispered to myself. Without thinking, I started running out of my apartment, out of the building, and off the block. I head down the street, and to the park, onto the bridge. I stood still, gawking down at the water. The waves were crashing against the rocks on the edge of the land that lead to the water below me. It looked so solacing. It was calling me. If I jumped, I would finally be released from this demon.
Exempt. Exultant. Elsewhere.
"Exempt." I whispered, and felt my foot slide forward, and unbalancing me. Down I went, closing my eyes, as I felt the water engulf me.
Released.
At last.
A/N: This was written by meeeeee! You may call me J my dear reader. Yes, yes a sad start indeed but this book will be very... Eventful... To word it nicely. See you later my friends! Bai!
~Jdacrazy
