The Silence Of The Broken

Chapter nine | part one...

— Unknown —

The headaches were getting better but the being inside him needed more. So much more.

He was in a restaurant that smelled of tuna, blended fish , mashed tomatoes and soured milk, somewhere in New York City .

The busiest city in U.S.

He knew moving here was a great risk knowing that the NYPD could nab him at anytime after seeing the little present he dropped at the waste site.

But he had to find her. Those eyes that kept him going, taking his time to toy with her. He knew somehow that she must know that he was back.

He was sure she'd know at least about the waste site.

Ah!, The waste site,such a beautiful work of art. It's been like what, two weeks since that art work and the being was nagging him for more, so for now the stupid blonde in front of him would do.

28 years old, working a full time boring job. She had found her prince in shining armour. Sexy, rich, not too old and a smile that promised the throne of England and the seat of the pope.

He could charm the shirt off her body and the fingers off her toes and she was fully into his physical features and alluring charisma,She had been quick to accept him without question. Maybe too quick. She was in financial trouble and he was more than glad to help without asking for sex.

He knew it was a good thing to give and not ask in return. For almost two months, he hadn't ask her for a single thing because it aced his game and he knew she would expect a cliche offer.

He didn't even ask her to come to his house to see him and she was glad,He could tell but today the beast wanted her and he would deliver more eagerly because he knew she won't refuse.

So when he asked her out, she had willingly accepted his date and had picked a public place to meet him, he almost laughed at her choice of meeting. He won't try too much. She would come to him and then he would take her...willingly so.

She was ranting about something her boss made her do while he was fantasizing about how many different kinds of screams he could get her to voice out.

How her flesh would sizzle and melt like butter on fire or how he would saw her legs while she was still alive. What shade of red her face would turn and how long it would take for her voice to become hoarse, five or maybe ten minutes tops.

She could look pretty in crunched up weird angled fingers and toes. Would he remove her eyes or shave a partial part of her hair, just to disfigure her a little or melt a bit of her face and taste it or he could probably remove her teeth and a bit of her ears.

Gosh!, So many options now, he couldn't seem to know what to choose. The ideas were getting him turned on. He'd need to jerk off or look for someone to take care of it.

'Hey' -she was pouting,pretty little thing.

'Hi' -he was putting up his world famous smile.

'Were you even listening'- she asked quizzically.

'yes of course baby, you were talking about your annoying boss and how he made you re-do all the copies of the magazines all over again but I got lost staring into the blue of your eyes.

So rare and so enticing. I just want to keep them and use them to enter the gateway to heaven. So brillantly blue. Boring into my soul and igniting this beautiful fire and need in my chest. I'm so happy.

Immensely happy that you came out with me today. It means so much' -He was always a charmer maybe that's why they never questioned his weird words.

'Aww, I'm glad you are enjoying my company, I'm enjoying yours too. You're so romantic it's so cute' -she was blushing pretty hard.

Here was his chance, the Beast nagged.

'Hey, how about we just...get out of here. Go somewhere quiet and calm where we won't be disturbed. Or we could go to my house and you can finally get to see Josie' -He was at the brink of loosing his cool, the beast wasn't patient. He needed the rush, the thrill, after a good kill and a nice fuck.

'Josie,awwww yes you have told me so much about him. I'd love to see him. I fell into the bowels of love when you showed me his pictures online, his black beady eyes are so entrancing and aww his tiny paws and his fur...I bet they are pretty soft' - her eyes lit up like a Christmas tree... she was been reeled into a trap and she couldn't see it. Too dumb to see it.

'So what do you say?, We order pizza...have some wine and watch a movie while we cuddle Josie and see what goes from there...' -He was standing up and taking her hands so she could stand too. Yum...her fingers were so slender. 'Definitely going to break a few'. He thought

'Oh... alright. If you insist..only because of josie, you're such a gentleman. I can't wait to see him'.
He payed for the meal they hardly touched and walked out.
'We are going to have a swell time... you'll see' He was ecstatic, he could almost jump and reach the heavens for the upcoming art work if only she knew that she was going to be the art, she would have been honored and those eyes would be among his collection. The art that would make the police wonder what sort of beautiful mind he had. He could almost scream for joy.

'yeah...but i can't wait to see Josie too. Let's not forget josie' -she chuckled nervously.

But she wasn't going to see any Josie. There wasn't going to be pizza or wine. But they were going to have a swell time. He hoped she could scream or at least try to run and fight too.

The beast was nearly squirming with excitement as he opened the car and climbed into the bently.

He couldn't wait to start playing.