Evilgonegood قصص

"Why do you have to be so nice to me? I've been nothing but horrible to you and you haven't went away. Why won't you leave? Why?" Jack screamed it almost sounded like he was crying and I wanted to cry to because it was finally clear to me. He doesn't know what happened to me. "Why would I leave you? What makes you think I want to leave Jack." I looked into the pitch dark holes that were dripping an unknown black substance that looked a lot like pen ink. "BECAUSE I'M A MURDERER!" He was yelling directly in my face so I took the chance and grabbed his mask and pulled it off his face. "See this?" I spoke pointing to the blue mask "This is just a mask." I placed my hands on his chest and looked him up and down "You are not a murderer. Your a hunter and a good one at that." I slid my hands under his hoodie and placed my hand on the spot where his heart is. His skin was warm to the touch. "If you are a murderer then why is your skin warm? Why is your heart beating strong in your chest."