Fraud

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He continue driving as I sat there in shock. I
Felt my heart skip a beat, "I-"he stopped me,
"Are you afraid?" Somehow I knew that I wasn't. If he wanted to hurt me he would have already; I shook my head,
"Just confused...why?"
"Because I love you" I frowned becoming even more confused,
"You killed those people because you loved me?" He nodded and finally stopped the car getting out and opening my door for me. As I stepped out of the car I followed him into the Purgatory hotel building across the street. He led me to the 3rd floor; this was planned, "why didn't you tell me? Why would you help me even find the killer if it was you all along?" He gave me a small smile and took my hand in his as we walked down the hall to the room,
"I helped you because I wanted you to know it was me; I wanted to help you so we could get closer" I nodded going quiet. I could try to run away or scream for help but I would never get my answers that way.

No, I needed to face it once and for all. When we got into a room at the end of the hallway; there was one master bed beside the small balcony with a bathroom on the other end. I sat down on the bed as he stood above me ready to expose everything. I kept my hand on the small object Tiffany gave me in my pocket. Gabriel let go of my hand as he knelt down to my height, "what do you want me to answer first?" I sighed trying to hold myself together. Here I was facing the truth I tried to deny because I didn't want to accept it,
"Why?"
"To protect you. I've seen how people treated you and I couldn't take it"
"So you killed them?" He shrugged,
"Yea I guess. I wanted to give you justice" I frowned,
"Justice? That's not something I wanted Gabriel...please just explain everything to me so I can finally understand" he sighed running his hand through his beautiful hair,
"Michael was the first, after I saw him using you like a punching bag...I couldn't stop the anger inside of me...Then, it was Jackson, after he assaulted you I couldn't control myself..."

"What about Katy?" I felt like I was spinning. All of these people died all because of how they treated me. Sure, I hated the treatment but they didn't deserve to die; not like that.

"She was part of the pain that you have been through. I'm not the normal guy who would just threaten them and maybe break their noses. No, I take their very life to prove that no one deserves their life if they ruin the lives of others." what he said might be flattering if he wasn't a serial killer,

"What makes me so special? People are bullied all the time" He smirked a little as he looked at me with his cold blue eyes,

"You intrigued me...A girl that is outcast. A girl that is shown exactly what people think of her. Is hated by everyone just because she doesn't live up to their idea of beauty. I couldn't stand watching you go through that torture. So...I skinned them...they didn't deserve their own beauty if they couldn't see yours." I felt a knot in my throat forming as he explained everything,

"Why did you frame me" he put a hand to my cheek,

"My love I never meant to frame you. I deleted the footage of us so they couldn't manipulate it into making you seem like the killer. We both know they would..." It made sense, I guess. It didn't make me feel any better about it though,

"What did you do with...." I couldn't finish and he seemed to have understood what I wanted to ask,

"Their faces?" I nodded,

"Burned them. I may be a killer but I'm not a creepy killer" I rubbed my arms as a chill crawled down my body at the thought of him throwing the skin of one of the victims into a fire.

"What about your mom? I never knew her" He tensed up,

"She made the mistake of talking about you. Telling me I was dating the Devil's daughter, you were nothing to me and never would be accepted...That you were only using me" I still found it hard to believe that he killed his own mother, maybe it was because I used to harsh words like that spoken about me,

"Did she deserve to die because of it? Do you really believe any of them deserved to die?" He frowned,

"Yes, of course I do. I don't regret my decision because I know that you won't suffer anymore..." I stood up,

"But I'm not happy either. You can't kill suffering Gabriel; it's just a part of life. You haven't stopped my suffering by killing them; and that's not something you can change ever" He pulled me close to him hiding his face in the crook of my neck,

"I know that, but I've destroyed some of your pain by killing them...I did it all for you because I love you Lilith, please tell me you love me still. I need to hear it from you." taking a deep breath I slowly place my hand on the back of his head letting my fingers tangle in his hair as tears started to stain my cheeks,

"I do. I do love you Gabriel....but I can't let you keep doing this" He relaxed in my arms,

"What do you want me to do?" I was quiet for a moment. All of this was happening so fast, it felt like a speeding car that I couldn't stop. What did I want to do? I had no fucking clue. My boyfriend just confessed why he had become the killer, and it was all for me...I couldn't deny it I did love him, and that wasn't something that could easily be changed. Is it right or wrong? Can I still save him?

"I want you to come away with me. Let us runaway from here; start a new life where no one will know us. That's all I want" I waited for his response holding my breath hoping he would listen to me. He moved away from me his eyes starring into mine, but I couldn't see the answer in them. Then, he finally slowly nodded,

"Alright, we can leave." I let out a sigh of relief, as I felt myself smile.

"Really?" he smiled with a nod,

"But I have to do something first...." My smile instantly disappeared,

"What?" he sighed walking toward the door,

"Don't worry about it. Stay here until I get back then we can leave I promise..." My heart shattered, I knew what he was going to do,

"Why? Why does she have to die?!" He looked back at me,

"She knows I am the Face Skinner..." I started running toward him my tears blurring my vision as I begged him not to go. But before I could stop him Gabriel had shut the door and was gone. I tried to open the door but it wouldn't budge; he locked me inside, so I couldn't interfere with his final kill.

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