The Psychopath's Love

Victim #2

Nenetl finally made it home after a long day; it was challenging but fun. After work, her coworkers invited her out to eat. The young woman didn't want to intrude, but the other teachers insisted. Nenetl relented and was taken to a family-owned restaurant owned by an older couple. She had a wonderful time with her coworkers as they asked her many questions about her personal life. Nenetl told them the essential things in her life; she knew not to make friends with coworkers since many could be backstabbers.

They all had dinner, but her coworkers paid for Nenetl's meal. She thanked them, and they all went their separate ways. Nenetl took a shower; when finished, she went to her laptop to write in her journal. As she was typing, her phone rang; it was her father. 

"Hi Papa, how are you?"

"Mir geht es gut, Tochter. Ich habe mich gefragt, wie es dir geht. Wie war die Arbeit (I'm good, daughter. I was wondering how you were. How was work)? " asked her father.

"Etwas hart aber gut. Bei meinen Vorgesetzten habe ich einen guten Eindruck hinterlassen. Ich behalte den Job (A little hard but good. I made a good impression on my supervisors. I'm keeping the job)."

"I'm glad to hear that, Nenetl. You worked hard to get to your current position. Are you being safe?"

Nenetl smiled. "Ja, Papa. You worry too much. I can take care of myself. Besides, how is it with you?"

Nenetl and her father talked about their day until they were tired; they hung up. The young woman was tired, but before going to sleep, she turned on the television to see if anything was fascinating. There was nothing but stopped on a channel; she went to the restroom. The channel she stopped on was the news. Even though the news channel was in another language, it spoke about some breaking news. The newscast spoke about a missing woman who wasn't seen for days.

Meanwhile, Ferenc was in his usual hideout, eating some well-done steak with potatoes and artichokes on the side; he also had wine. He also was on his laptop looking at the current news; there was talk about the woman he had killed a couple of nights ago. He couldn't help but smirk; Ferenc felt proud of himself. 

He watched as his victim's mother was crying about wanting her baby back; there was an award for any information. Ferenc couldn't help but chuckle at the mother's foolishness. "You will never see her again, fat cow."

Then, Ferenc heard a loud thud inside the room next to him. Ferenc paid no mind to it until he finished his dinner. While eating, he couldn't stop thinking about what happened during the day, Nenetl. He couldn't believe in admitting that Nenetl was strong-willed while handling those children. Ferenc gave her the most challenging children, but she overcame the struggle. He didn't know why he was looking forward to seeing her again. He shook his head as he finished eating his food.

Ferenc stood, turned off the television, and went to the other room; he opened the door. On the other side, a woman was on the ground with her hands and feet tied with rope. A cloth covered her mouth; she was screaming into it. He eyed the woman.

The unknown woman had short, curly, fake blonde hair. She was a bit overweight; the woman wore a short black dress that clung to her skin, making her large breasts pop out more. She had light skin with pink cheeks. Her eyes were dark brown; her face had slight wrinkles covered by heavy makeup. There were also a couple of moles on her arms and chest. To Ferenc, the woman tried hard but failed to appear seductive. He knew that she had very low self-esteem, which he found amusing.

He knelt in front of her, smiling. "Sorry to keep you waiting. I'm sure laying on the floor was very uncomfortable." The woman yelled onto the cloth; fear was in her eyes; it was something Ferenc loved to see, fear. He then took the fabric off; the woman yelled for help. "Oh, my dear. No one is coming. No one else lives here but me." Ferenc then went to a wooden cabinet and took out a knife. The woman screamed more as tears dripped from her eyes.

"Why are you doing this!? I have done nothing to you!"

"Why am I doing this? Good question, to get rid of worthless women like you. You only do damage to society with your selfishness. You're in this situation because you let your greed get you. Look what it led you." Ferenc slowly walked toward her. The woman tried to move away but couldn't move much of her weight.

Ferenc felt a sense of satisfaction and excitement as he watched the woman trying to escape, even though she couldn't. It gave him a thrill. Suddenly, he stepped on the woman's head so hard that her head hit the floor. "You have no one to blame but yourself; remember this as you die." Without warning, he stabbed the woman in the head with such force that it went through her skull, stabbing the brain. 

The woman's eyes twitched along with other parts of her face as if her brain was losing control. Blood poured from her head to the floor; the woman was motionless. Ferenc didn't stop there; he got his knife out and stabbed her throughout her body. Blood splattered everywhere. Moments later, Ferenc stopped. The woman looked unrecognizable; a grave was dug for her outside.

Ferenc laughed as he was breathing heavily.