If I Was To Join Them

Chapter 9

Ch. 9

He pulls back, and I can't tell if he's blushing or not. He smiles real big and pulls me into a hug, not something I'd expect Hoody to do. I hug back and bury my face in his shoulder, breathing in his scent. He smells faintly of blood and what you would expect a guy to smell like, minus the B.O.

"I didn't know you liked me," he says, putting his head in my neck while hugging me with his arms around my waist. I smile.

"I didn't know you liked me," I say with my arms around him. We stand still for maybe two seconds, then we hear a rustling in the woods. We both spring apart, and then I feel relieved when I see Jeff coming out of the brush.

"Hey, Jeff," Hoody says with a grimace on his face. Jeff returns the favor, well, tries to. I don't think Hoody and Jeff like each other.

They have a massive stare down, and I slowly edge towards the foliage, hoping to hide from them. As soon as I reach the edge of the clearing, I run towards the city. I came out here to go on a killing spree, I'm going to go on a killing spree!

I reach the city and look around. This is where I found Jeff laying on the ground with a twisted ankle. I almost sigh as I remember first meeting the CreepyPasta gang.

I reach the sidewalk and throw my hood up, hoping not to be seen by any late night stragglers. Last time I was here alone, ugh. I don't want to think about it. So I'm not.

I walk until I reach my old neighborhood, then I see a "For Sale" sign in the yard of the house we went to. Huh, I guess that the parents decided to leave. Good for them.

I go into the house beside my old one on the other side of it. I look around, and I notice kid things. Yay! I get to kill more children!!!

I look around and see no stairs, so I walk into the closest room. I see a person that looks to be my age, and I remember him, too. His name is Markus, and he was outside when we moved here, as well as Charlie and a couple other kids. I killed Charlie. Now its Markus's turn.

I carefully cross the room, making sure I don't make any sound. I grab my butchers knife, and I poke his cheek. I hurriedly hide in the shadows, hoping he can't see me. He stirs and sits up. His eyes skim the room, and they skip over me. He can't see me.

He lays back down, and I wait until his breathing turns steady again. I come back over and poke his cheek again, and this time when he lifts his head up, I cut his hand off that sits right beside his pillow. He looks at it in horror, then up at me. I have a crazy smile spread across my face, and when realization hits him, he starts to run for the door. I close it and block it.

"Just leave me alone!!!" Markus says, and I laugh.

"Just leave me alone!!!" I mimic perfectly. He stares at me.

"I'll do anything! Just leave me alone!" he says, and I stop mimicking at this point. I smirk, and he stares in horror.

"Umm, how about no," I say, remembering what I said to Charlie just as I killed him. I pounce on him and push my knife- my beautiful, beautiful butchers knife- through his neck. His head goes rolling away, and his body falls beneath me. I jump off before hand, and I wipe my knife off on his bed sheets.

I walk out the door, feeling complete. I'll have to kill more people every time I go on a killing spree. It just isn't enough that I kill one person.

But I head home anyways, feeling like I could kill the world.

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