Feelings

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Tony's eyes shift around the room. He wants to run. "Who are you?" Tears pool in his eyes. He's like a fucking bitch. "Guess," I say. He turns his head to the side so that he is looking at me from the corner of his eye. "Why did you kill my family?" He asks, his breathing becomes shallow. He clenches his chest. "Because I want you dead!" I say and whistle. Kiara runs at Tony. His eyes widen with fright. Kiara pins him to the floor.

"Don't kill me!" he begs. I kneel. I look down at his face. "People like you disgust me. I'm happy to kill one of you." I laugh. It was a sudden urge and I couldn't hold it back. I compose myself and I say. "Kill him." Kiara bites his face. She tugged and stumbles a bit to the back as she ripped his face off. Tony screams. "I want to see his heart," I Tell Kiara. She obeys and digs her teeth into the left side of his chest. She rips his skin, tearing open his chest. Kiara breaks his ribs and we can see his heart beating. It starts beating slower and slower. "Want to keep it as a trophy?" I ask and Kiara barks and wags her tail.

We wait until it stops beating before, I stand up and take the knife out of the wall. I cut the veins and arteries. I take out his heart. It fit in my hand. I look for a packet and take one from the cupboards. I put the heart in it and take the keys from the counter. I open the door and lock it again. I leave the keys on the porch.

By now it is nighttime, no one can tell that I'm covered in blood. I walk home.

Once I got home, I immediately hit the showers. Kiara is waterproof so I clean her fur. She however doesn't appreciate the water and runs out as soon as I am done with her. She can't really love a shower as much as I do, but I won't force her to do anything.

After I'm done showering, I wrap the towel around my waist and go to the kitchen. I place the heart in the fridge at the back. I should buy a mini-fridge to store it. It's a terrible heart so I'll need the perfect one next.

Someone rings the doorbell. I rush to my room and put on decent clothes. I dress quickly and go back to the front door. I open the door, Kiara by my legs. She is wet though. "Hi." A soft familiar voice speaks. I turn my head and my eyes meet Bonnie's. "Hey, what brings you here?" I ask. "I thought I told you that I don't want to be your friend." Bonnie is quiet for a second before she speaks. "I want to be your friend. When Devon was here, you'd speak to me like I was your friend. Why is it different now?" I cross my arms and lean against the door. "Because Devon isn't here and I'm not putting up with your bullshit, I see the way you act around me," I say. Bonnie's cheeks are bright red. "Am I that obvious?" She asks. "yeah." I say.

Bonnie rubs her forearm. "I still want to be friends with you." She says. "Why?" I ask. Bonnie's eyes trail down and she clasps her hands together. "B-because..." she stutters. "You're really awesome. You're so smart and talented. I really admire you. "She speaks with a louder voice and even looks into my eyes. "What?" I ask in shock.

Bonnie's lip trembles as usual. "I-I..." she stutters. "I really want to be your friend, Dion. "She says with determination. My chest gets a tingly feeling and it won't go away. "Okay?" I say, unsure. "What you said really bothered me today. I realized that you must feel lonely. Derek was your only friend and now he's been gone for 3 months. I know you didn't mean to snap and that you're frustrated over something. You don't want to be my friend, because You think I just want to be your friend because you look like Devon, but that's not true. I like you for you." Bonnie speaks. My face becomes hot. "Bonnie, that's a lot of assumptions," I say. Bonnie is quiet for a second. "Are you blushing?" She asks. "I don't know. I can't see my face." I state, but I don't feel like myself.

Bonnie smiles. "You are blushing. I was right then." She says and walks closer to me. "Seeing you blush is really weird." She says and giggles. I don't speak. We are close now. Our bodies almost touching. "It's late. You should probably go to sleep." I say and push her out of my house. "Yeah." She says, her face red. Now both of us are blushing. This is weird. "Good night. See you tomorrow." She says and smiles. "Good night," I say and Bonnie walks away. I close the door after she crosses the road to her house." I sit on the couch. I grip my chest. It still feels weird. What did she do to me?

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