Through A Killer's eyes.

Confession

Bonnie screams and runs to me. She bends down to me. "Are you okay?" She asks. I nod.

"Don't protect this murderer," Derek says and scowls. I glare at him.

"You asshole, you've disappeared for so long. You shoot me and accuse me of murder? You've gone insane." I yell at him. He rolls his eyes.

"Stop it, Dion. Everyone knows you're a serial killer. The bug you put in the police system hasn't hidden your face." He says. I look to the floor and Derek smirks.

Derek walks to Bonnie and I. She stands in front of me. "Leave him alone." She says, spreading out her arms.

"Your crush on him is getting in the way." Derek scowls. I glance at Bonnie. Her cheeks flare-up. I had no clue that she liked me. No, Derek has been lying the whole time, this must be another lie.

A person screams. "He has a gun!" People around us start screaming. They run away from us. Derek glares at me.

"I'll kill you, Dion. Even if it's the last thing I do." He snarls and runs away. Bonnie turns to me. She drops to her knees and hugs me. I bury my head in her shoulder and hug her back. It felt weird. I hadn't gotten much affection before and knowing that she might have a crush on me, makes my heart race with happiness. Happiness that I didn't want.

Bonnie helps me to stand. The bullet wasn't deep. I stand and Bonnie holds my waist, forcing me to lean on her. "Thanks," I mumble and we limp to my house.

I groan in pain as I limp. Bonnie's eyes widen and her bottom lip quivers.

We walk to my house. Bonnie looks between her house and mine. "Let's go to my house instead." She says.

I glare at her. "Why?" I ask. I pull away from her and lean on my good leg.

"Dion, we don't have time to argue. Devon is going to question why you're hurt and my parents aren't home yet so my house is better right now." She says. I glare at her and sigh. I nod and we walk to her house.

She pulls me to the bathroom and forced me to sit on the toilet lid. She stares at the wound in my shin.

"Maybe we should go to the hospital." She offers. I shale my head.

"No," I say. She sighs and nods. She leaves to collect the first aid supplies. She did what she had done the last night. She ripped my school pants a bit. I sighed, luckily I had an extra. I stared at her as she focused on pulling out the bullet. She cringed, this being the first time she's pulled it out.

"Do you have a crush on me?" I ask. Her cheeks turn red and she continues staring at my leg. This time the tips of her ears are red. She pulls the bullet out and puts it in a bowl.

"The bullet is gross." She says, cringing. I scoff as she ignores me. I grab her wrist and turn her to face me.

"Bonnie," I say, sternly. She covers her face.

"Yes, I've had a crush on you for a long time." She stutters. I smile, relief floods my body. I don't know why, but it did. "I can't stop blushing around you and I hate it. I always get nervous. I was so obvious." She complains.

I turn my head away from her. "Are you sure you can love a murderer?" I ask. Bonnie's eyes widen and she shakes her head.

"You're not a murderer." She says and grabs my shoulders.

"Derek was telling the truth," I argue with her. My breath hitches in my throat. My heart spasms in agony.

Bonnie grabs my cheeks. She forces me to look into her eyes. I glare at her. My cheeks heated up. "Bonnie." I attempt to argue. She brushes my hair out of my face and leans in. Her lips touch mine.

The warm feeling in my cheeks expands and travels. It heats up my whole body. I move my hands to her hips. She moves her lips and I move mine to match though I struggle, not knowing how to kiss. It feels perfect like our lips are made for each other.

She pulls away and places nee forehead against mine. "I'm sorry." She says, breathless.

"It's fine," I say, breathing just as heavy as she is. I avoid eye contact with her. She messes me up.

"Dion, I really like you." She says. I frown and stand up. I hiss in pain.

"I have to go," I say and leave the bathroom.

"Wait," Bonnie calls. She throws the bullet in the bin and runs to me. She stops me by the door.

"Bonnie, move," I say. I glare at her, but it melts away. The kiss messed up my feelings.

"Do you like me?" She asks. She looks into my eyes.  I turn my head away from her.

"I don't want to hurt you, let me go," I say. She shakes her head. I walk closer to her.

I grab her shoulders and push her to the wall next to the door. "Move on. Liking me will only get you hurt. I'm a murderer, you should be scared." I warn her.

Bonnie's eyes glisten and I let go of her. I leave her house. I'm such an idiot, but I don't know if I feel the same about her. I enter my house and Devon is cooking. Kiara runs to me and jumps on me. I stroke her fur and sit on the floor.

Devon turns to me and looks at my leg. "What happened?" He asked. I ignored him and kissed Kiara's nose. She barks at me.

"The food is almost ready. If you stitch your leg, by the time you come back it should be done. Devon said. I sighed and walked to the bathroom. I stitched up my leg and returned to the kitchen. I thought about the kiss with Bonnie. My heart raced, I wondered if I liked her too.

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