Mystical Murder

I leaned against the wall in the corner of the basement, watching her. I had her tied to a chair in the middle of the room. The chloroform should be wearing off soon. I heard her moan and stir, trying to wake up. I smirked. All I needed was a few days of torture, then she'll be dead, and I'm out of this town. Pennsylvania is just terrible. I think my next place is California, the complete opposite of this rainy and cold state. I've always wanted to live there. I jumped out of my thoughts to hear the girl struggling to try and get out of the tight ropes. Key word " try".

"So, your finally awake." I said, stepping closer to the girl.

"N-no! Please don't hurt me!" She yelled.

"Oh sweetheart. I'm not going to just hurt you. And please remember that this isn't just a game for me. " I walked up to her, close enough to her ear and whisper, "Its a lifestyle."

I walked to the other side of the room in front of her to my chest of toys. Multiple knives and medical supplies neatly placed out for display, my favorite ones of course, while the others were buried deep inside.

"What should I do first." I said to myself. "A needle and thread? No. I can't possibly do some sewing before surgery! How about I do some cutting before sewing you back up. Hmm?"

I turned around to look at the girl. Noticing scars on her wrists and thighs. I tsked at her.

"looks to me you've already started my little pet."

I grabbed my favorite six inch blade and stood up. I made my was over to her and looked up and down at her body. Sure she had some curves to her, but she was skinny. Her dark hair pulled back in a braid, draping off her right shoulder. That was the first time I looked into her eyes. Bright blue-green eyes were filled with tears. Bright, big and innocent. Almost like she was still a little girl who got in trouble with her kindergarden teacher for the first time. Those pools were intreging, almost mesmorizing. I dropped my head immedietly, shaking it slowly.

"I can't do it." I whispered to myself.

The knife slipped from my hand and fell to the concrete floor with a clatter. Something triggered my mind to stop myself from hurting her. Her eyes were like a key into stopping my destruction. I untied her and watched the ropes fall to the floor. I turned and walked up the stairs to into the kitchen. Its still dark outside, maybe 2:30 in the morning. I made myself a cup of black coffee and sat down at the kitchen island. I held the warm mug in my hands as I kept my eyes closed to figure out why the fuck I just did that. Why the fuck am I that stupid! I can't just let her go! She'll go off and tell the police where I'm at and what I look like!

"That's it!" I jumped out of my seat. "She has to stay with me. Its the only way for me to know that my identity is kept secret."

I set my mug down and went back downstairs to collect the girl. I looked around and saw her trying to escape through the window.

"Oh no you don't." I grabbed her by the waist and yanked her back onto the ground. "You think just because I spared your life you can just leave? News flash, your not going anywhere princess." I snarled at her.

I held a tight grip on her arm and pulled her towards the chest. I grabbed a pair of handcuffs I had in there and hocked them onto my beltloop. I lead her upstairs to the second floor and pushed her down onto the bed in the spare bedroom, that was next to my room. I took the handcuffs and cuffed her right wrist to the metal headboard.

"I suggest you get some sleep. I'll collect you in the morning for breakfast. And if you think I'm stupid enough to leave the keys in the same room as you then your wrong." I made my way to the door. "Oh! I also got rid of all your Bobby pins before you woke up. So, you can't even try to pick the lock."

I closed the door and made my way to my room. I changed into a pair of flamel pajama bottoms and my old Metallica band shirt. I gave myself a reminder to switch the door handles around so I can lock the door and she can't get out. I climbed into bed and pulled the covers over myself and fell asleep.

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