Curtis

It's okay

2 days, 2 days ago I killed Randy. They still haven't come to get him. I tell myself to be patient, but it's hard to look at him. Every time I glance in his direction, something grips hold of my chest. I fill with pride of what I did to him, joy even, but I shouldn't. Should I? I should feel terrible for what I did but, I don't. The creature is gone, said I didn't need it anymore. Said it was just giving me a 'push'... to who I really am. A killer. I've decided on something, when I break out, I'm going to kill myself. I would here but, the only thing I can do is suffocate myself. I can't do that though, it would take a while. I want it to be quick, I don't want to suffer, even though I deserve to. For what I've done-I'm a monster! I look at Randy's corpse and I feel proud of it, nobody should think that way. We don't need more monsters in the world, that's why I'll do it. When I get out of here I'll kill myself. I'm shaken from my thoughts as I hear a small click. The door. I get up quickly and look at the door, as it begins to open. A man walks in, this one is different though. He's tall but incredibly skinny and he doesn't look very well built, I could run right out. The creature told me this place was secluded, only the one security gaurd and then the scientists. Apparently the bigger burly one left, not wanting to be part of the experiments any longer. The man looks frightened and disgusted as he gazes at Randy's corpse. He then glances at me and I stare creepily back at him, trying to get him to look away and focus on the body. He does, and I take the moment to push him into the bed, hitting hus head on the metal bar and passing out. I glare at the mirror which I now know is double sided, I make a point of smiling insanely and rushing out the door of the cell. I run through a hallway frantically looking for something to use as a weapon and I burst through a random door. The kitchen, which is completely empty. The guard must make the food as well. I look at the table where a glinting kitchen knife is, I grab it and head back out quickly. There is a door at the end of the hall that looks like the entrance to the lab. I look around the walls in search of security cameras, none, they didn't go very for with the security. I stalk up to the door and open it, not even locked, come on scientists. The men hear me enter and all shout and fall back or run to the far corners of the room. I race in knowing not to take my time on this. I lunge at one of the men, who seems to accept his fait as he doesn't try to stop me from slitting his throat.  The men all shout in terror, some of them shouting prayers to God, asking him to have mercy. I lunge at another who tries to throw me off of him. I feel arms tug on me from behind but I slash the knife in the direction and hear a gurgling gasp followed by a loud thump of a body hitting the floor. I stab the man in the sholder making him cry out in pain and soon slit his throat as well. The men start rushing at me but I simply dodge and slash at them until only one quivering coward is left. I walk up to him leaning over him and grabbing the front of his shirt. He also mumbles a prayer, tears streaming from his eyes. I chuckle grimly while bringing the sharp edge of the knife to his neck,

"God wont save you now." I say in a dark tone before slitting his throat and feeling more warm blood splat onto my face and hands. I'm almost completely red from the blood and I look twards a door at the far corner of the room. An exit. I step out quickly, after turning and looking one more time at the bloody heap of body's before leaving the room. I look out to see that I'm at the edge of a forest where a road can be seen in the distance. I can hear sirens, crap, they called the cops. I run into the forest as police cars stop in the distance and I hear men shouting. I keep running aimlessly through the forest, trying to get as far from the clearimg as I can. I trip and begin to fall down a small hill, my boddy hitting tree roots and rockes as I grunt out in pain multiple times. I finally stop tumbling and come to a stop on the hard, leafy ground. I catch my breath and stiffen when I realize, the knife flew out of my hand while I was falling.

"No no no no no!" I mutter to myself, my breath speeding up again.

"I need it, I-I can't do it without... " I crumple to my knees. I start to cry, I can't go on living like this, I want to die- I want to die!

"God damnit!" I say griping onto the sides of my head. I hear rustling and I look up. I instantly fall back and gasp at a boy, mabey one year older than me at best. He's wearing a stiped jacket with a blue hood and he has a strange mask covering his mouth. He wears orange goggles and in his hands, 2 hatchets. I look up at him amd he looks at me silently. Another boy walks up behind him, well at least I thinks it's a boy, he has a dark blue mask with black sockets dripping black liquid over his face. He wears a hoody as well but his one is dark gray, he is holding a scalple in his right hand. They stare at me, seemingly pondering what to make of me,

"Kill me!" I say to them, they seem taken aback by my words I look at them pleadingly.

"P-please, do it! Kill me!" The boy with the hatchets maneges out,

"Why?" He twitches a bit.

"I'm a monster!" I say to them and they look at me strangely again

"I've killed 15 people! I shouldn't be alive! Please!" I get up, quickly guiding his hatchet to my neck. He looks at me with a motion I can't read,

"I don't want to be here!" I say feeling tears roll down my blood stained cheeks.

"Just kill me!" The boy lowers his hatchet, looking at me with... sadness.  He turns toward the masked boy who is still looking at me.

"EJ I don't wanna do it." He whispers and the masked boy looks at him,

"Me neither." No, no they have to.

"C'mon! Why are you just standing there?! Kill me!" I shout, crying harder.

"No." The boy with the hatchets says to me. I drop to my knees once more and start shaking and crying. I gave my eyes closes but I hear rustling of frass before, next thing I know the boy with the hatchets is gripping my sholders in his hands and looking me in the eye.

"H-hey it's okay. Don't cry." He says in a gental tone. I look at him confused. He shushes me and tells me to listen,

"Don't feel bad, don't cry. " he glances at the masked boy who only nods. He looks back at me.

"Don't hate yourself, please." He pulls me into a hug and I sit there stunned, tears rolling down my cheeks and onto the boys sholder. I try to speek but can't seem to put words together.

"It's okay." The masked boy says leaning down to look at me and ruffle my hair.

"You're coming with us, we're going to take care of you." He says whipping a tear off of my cheek. I don't know what to say, these 2 boys, they've given me something no one else has ever given me,

A second chance...

SO HERE IT IS GUYS, I TRIED TO WRAP IT UP BEST I COULD! I'M MAKING THE SEQUEL SOON AND I'M MUCH MORE EXCITED FOR THAT THAN THIS SO..... YAH! AS ALWAYS I LOVE Y'ALL! BAI!