Arduous

4

Harry Styles

I watch my next victim slowly, she has a button up shirt on, some blue jeans, and black converse on. Her long brown hair flowing in the wind and her curious blue eyes looking around, knowing she is in deep shit. I hate killing girls but if I don't then I die, and the people I kill are for good reasons. For example this woman I am killing is a lawyer who keeps putting innocent people in jail and guilty people are set free for viscous felonies such as rape, and more terrible crimes she has committed, just like her clients. Her most recent person she let go is the man that raped my sister, Anna, and he also killed her. Sick bastard is already dead, I tortured him for days, dragging knives down his body, cutting deep but not deep enough to kill just yet, shooting places in his body like his knees so he can get those infected and not be able to move. I left him to die and bleed out and feel no guilt for it, not only did he hurt Anna, he hurt more innocent people. The man had scars on his chest from his victims fighting back, trying to pry the bastard off of them.

I focus on my victim more and see her turning by the alley I am in. Once she is close I step out and pull up my black hood, I follow her and push her into the alley. My hand goes over her mouth to stop her screams. I take my switchblade and open her shirt up, I drag the knife up her stomach slowly and look into her frightened eyes begging for mercy.

"This is for all you have done." I say and with that I stick the knife in her stomach and twist, her mouth opens again and her eyes go wide from shock, a tear slipping from her eyes. I remove my hand from her mouth and she looks up at me drowsily, too faded to fight back.

"I am sorry." She mutter and I huff before twisting the knife more. The light fades from her eyes and her pupils fade to a small dot. I carve my initials deeply in her stomach before making sure there is nothing that could lead them to me. Once satisfied I dump her body by the dumpster and hide it. I walk back to my Range Rover casually and get in and take off to Arabellas house, wanting to study her some.

I reach my destination and park farther away before breaking in to her apartment. I walk in and take in the surroundings, white furniture with yellow accents and white walls. When you walk in you walk straight into he dinning table on the right and a kitchen on the left. I walk in more to the living room and look around, I spot a couple of photos and see a young Arabella with what looks like family, the photos are old so I come to conclusion this is her mom and dad that died in some horrific massacre at a park. I step back and venture into the bathroom showing a yellow shower curtain hung over the shower and a frosted window inside the shower. I turn around and walk into her bedroom, the color scheme showing with white bedding and furniture and some yellow throw pillows, damn this girl loves yellow.

I walk into her closet and start to go through her drawers. I pull out the top one and am met with pairs of lace underwear, and if they aren't lace they are cheeky. I pull one out and put it on my pointer finger before dropping it back in place, I smirk to myself at this girl who looks innocent but is probably kinky as fuck when I see lingerie sets.The sound of keys jingling makes me stop in my tracks. I heard the door unlock so I quickly find a place to hide.

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Arabella

"I don't know Alissa, I don't want to date anyone at the moment, I am content with being single." She sighs before trying to persuade me on going on a date with a guy in one of her classes. I swear this is all she cares about.

"Ugh so boring Ara, but whatever I guess I will leave you alone." She sighs and I laugh.

"Thanks Lissa, I will see you later, bye." She bids her goodbye and I walk into my room. I flop on the bed for a second and relax before looking at the clock and sighing. I get up to shower and I make my way towards the en-suite bathroom. I undress and I swear I feel like someone is watching me, I glance around and see nothing. I am going crazy from learning about serial killers and such, and not to mention these murders going around town recently. I get in once the water is warm and do all my things I need to do before drying off and getting out. I walk into my bedroom and then enter my closet, I bend over and slip on my underwear and matching bra. I walk around my closet and decide on not wearing any proper clothes, I live alone no one will see me. I flop on my bed face first and my arms are above my head and my feet touch the floor, so I am bent over on my bed, I stretch my back out, so I can pop my back. I hear a noise and immediately stand up and look around. I shake my head and go into my bathroom to brush my teeth and such before sliding back into my bed and going to sleep.

(It is a little slow,I apologize,next chapter will speed up ;))