It was a cold night as it always was in the cold streets during the fall nights outside of homes in the outskirts of the city to towns outside of it, A man walked along the alleyway taking out his phone to check his messages and took notice of a nearby sound of a situation. Meanwhile a woman running barefoot from the nearby Downtown motel across the street from a rather muscular man who looked absolutely pissed off, by the way the woman was so underdressed she was likely an escort hooker or an on business prostitute.
"STAY AWAY! STAY AWAY FROM ME, DON'T TOUCH ME!" a woman screamed out backing into a dead end as the large muscular man trapped her, the man approached the scene and took notice that the woman being cornered was a prostitute. The man admired her features by her long strawberry blonde hair to her slim hourglass body type and had locked onto her face the most in an almost delightful way, His face soon turned cold and sour when the muscular man grabbed the woman and forced her onto the brick wall.
The woman cried out "LET GO OF ME! STOP TOUCHING ME!" She kicked and bit the man grabbed her but he grabbed her neck to suffocate her to an unconscious state tossing her phone out of reach, her weak gaze slowly turned to take notice of a man approaching her assaulter from behind slowly as her gaze blurred unaware that he had taken out a hammer from his coat.
"SHUT IT TOOTS! Now be a GOOD girl and hold still you fucking whor- GAHK-!" The assaulting man choked out painfully as the man had used the hammer to violently slam his neck and skull as he fell to the ground, He let go of the woman and the man began to bash and brutally murder him with the hammer as the concrete ground splattered with warm blood. He let out a long unsettlingly cackle that would be almost impossible to hear from outside of the maze of the Alleyway, the woman Meanwhile was frozen with terror and had her legs sore and red from running and falling to the solid concrete ground shielding her face from the sight. The man soon had stopped his crazed cackling laughter and put the hammer into his pocket and stepped over the now dead corpse kneeling down to check if the woman was doing ok, she stayed silent shaking with the cold and terrorizing tension as he had held up her chin with a firm thumb on her glossed lips unaware that he was admiring her soft honey tan skin and terrified emerald shaded eyes.
"Don't worry anymore Moń Lapín he won't be able to hurt you now, let me help you up your poor legs must be in pain from running on foot while they are bare" he spoke using a French pet name putting her cracked phone in his pocket, He then carefully picked her up and used his coat to cover her exposed skin. The woman being too terrified to fight let the man carry her away as he carried her to his hotel room and carefully sat her on a bed and opened a medical kit she slowly took a moment to realize that he was helping her instead of taking advantage of her, As she calmed down he had patched up her injured legs and handed her a long T-shirt and a pair of gym shorts to change into since her clothes were filthy and went into the bathroom to let her change in private like a polite gentleman instead of the murderer she saw beat her assaulter to death in the cold alleyway.
{●Prostitute's point of view●}
As he left into the bathroom leaving the change of clothing on the bed for me I try to piece together what had happened and why I was still even alive after witnessing this man murder the nasty street thug who didn't want to pay for my work and didn't like no for an answer, Whether or not if this man wants something he actually kept me alive and gave me the clothes that I began changing into feeling relieved that it was at least comfortable and a good fabric base pulling on the gym shorts after buttoning the shirt.
"You can come out now sir I'm finished changing" I said, feeling a bit better at my sore legs and watched him leave the bathroom cleaned up and in different clothes that weren't stained with blood, I'd be lying if I didn't mind that the man was attractive despite having killed someone infront of me and I almost felt my blood rush when he looked at me with those dark eyes that almost looked red in the dim lighting of the motel room. He surprisingly just smiled sitting on the bed next to me and took out his phone to dial up a food delivery app and turned to face me, "Is there anything you'd like to eat Moń Lapín? I'm not aware if you're a vegetarian or not" He asked as he showed the delivery site.
"I'm not much of a vegetarian but I'm trying to go on a diet, I need to watch my body figure anyway" I replied, it could definitely be seen that he was giving a silent glare as he ordered something that I couldn't see but I decided not to. While we sat there he turned on the television and played an airing movie on the channel HBO and relaxed keeping to himself to give me personal space,I was still a bit surprised but thankful that he's been doing all of this for me even though I witnessed him commit a murder in the alleyway. I tried to take my mind off the the past scene and watched the movie he picked and actually felt a bit bubbly when I saw it was a Harry Potter marathon, even though I didn't have any of my own I have very much solid memories of how many times I've read them at the public libraries and flinched in embarrassment when he chuckled at my childish smile.
"You're quite happy with the movie I selected moń Lapín, do you enjoy this film series as well?" He asked me as I decided to be honest and nodded to his question with embarrassment on my face, he got up to go get water bottles from the motel mini fridge as I took notice of the knocking of the door. The man handed me a water bottle before heading to the door and paying for the food he ordered and locked the door after getting the bag full of food that I could easily smell from the smell distance, he sat down next to me and opened it for me to reveal that it was two package boxes of cardne asada fries with melted pile of cheese and smothered by guacamole and sour cream. I felt so embarrassed that my mouth was watering but he just chuckled and handed me one of the two food boxes for myself, I mixed the sauces with the food before eating it with a smile on my face.
{•Killer's point of view•}
I couldn't help but stare at her as she ate with that beautiful smile it was almost mentally unbearable for me to look away from her, it was easy to find out she was a fan of Mexican American food and favorite interests just by looking through her phone while she was changing in the bathroom and surprised she didn't know I still had it. She's so alluring and appealing that it's such a shame she was pulling into the world of prostitution and trafficking, by race and info alone she's not from this country and was likely from America because of her natural honey tanned skin and love for Mexican American food. Most would have feared and tried to escape me by now but she hasn't ran nor screamed even with her sprained ankle which both confused but gave me even more interest in her now, This woman is mine now and no one will take her or touch her ever again for as long as I keep her with me at all times.
"Moń Lapín how is the food? I hope it is to your liking seeing that you've eaten most of your box already" I asked smiling at how she got flustered and turn to respond.
"Y-yeah it's good thank you, I haven't eaten today so I was a bit hungry already" she spoke fiddling with her hair in a nervous and flustered manner that made my stomach knot in enjoyment, no words in my Florin language could describe her beauty.
"You should rest after the movie marathon Moń Lapín it's going to be sunrise soon enough we've been up for a very long time tonight, I'll rest later after you sleep and make sure to keep watch for the police just in case"
I told her as I relaxed and fiddled with a strand of her messy let down strawberry blonde hair. I felt my stomach knot when she nodded to my suggestion with that sweet kind smile of hers, to avoid her seeing the way I sat up to go use the restroom and let out my crazed large grin as sat there by himself while the woman finished her food watching the movie marathon.
{•End scene of part 1 in chapter 1•}
end killer's POV
YOU ARE READING
Red stained ivory
RomansaThis story is about the obsession and darkest themes that draw two people together,the love story of a serial killer and a trafficked prostitute on the path of runaway and redemption or the path down the dark rabbit hole they've dug.
