Chap 2. Yay. I have already got other chaps ready, but I'll just post chaps 1 and 2. Enjoy. Get scared. Whatevz.

Present

I'm finally released. I give the guards a sweet smile and leave. I have to walk home. Back to where it all began. They said the house is clean of my "incident" at home. But I know for a fact it isn't.

13 years ago

It's been a year since I took my first life. Many kills came after that. I kill at least once a week. I lost count after 12. Some were the "employee" and some were my parents had and had enough of their employees, they came to me. They commanded me. They thought they still had power over me. Ha! I let them think that but only because I very much got the hang of killing my victims. It was sometimes fast and less painfully which was lame. But mostly slow and painful. They even had new employees who would watch and see my work. They all watched with fear. It amused me to this. It was hard to not keep a smile. My parents never abused me ever since I had my fifth kill. They were proud. They could keep it. I didn't need it. I became more quiet when I got in middle school. Alex noticed it too but didn't say anything about. She found out that the rumor was true about Justin. I pretended to be happy for them. After a couple of weeks, Alex hung out with me less and less. Justin always walked Alex home while I hurried up to home. I became a social outcast. Alex became popular. But I didn't mind, she was away from me. I didn't wanna do anything stupid to her nor did I want her to know my little secret at home.

My parents came home one day and started covering up the basement and said that it was our little secret. I didn't care as long as I got to do my job. It made me happy. The best part of it all was the blood. I was still confused but easily pushed it back. I was beyond help.

I remember I took too long to kill someone because I was too weak to pull the knife out from someone so my dad got me some trainers to get me stronger. I was pretty toned in 2 months. I was able to kill them with no difficulty. I also learned to fight from some ruthless people who trained all different types of fighting styles. Also with some ex cons who knew how to cover up their tracks.

I remember one day I was walking home when I heard someone call for me. I stopped and turned around. It was her. "Hey Mitch. Long time no see." She said

"Hey lex. Long time no see. How have you been?" I asked

"I've been good. How about you?"

"Better than ever."

"Cool. So I was thinking me and you can hang out. Like old times."

"I don't know. It depends on my parents. Besides, don't you want to hang out with Justin or any of your other friends."

"Justin and I kinda broke up." She looked sad "And my other friends are busy. And then I thought.'i haven't talked to Mitchie in awhile so I'll hang out with her." In other words, your my back-up. I'm not hurt. I've grown to take the pain and watch pain. In some weird way, they give me comfort.

"I don't know. You're kinda popular now. You sure?"

"Of course I'm sure. C'mon" she grabbed my hand and took me toward her house. I haven't been there in a long time. I try to hide my smile but when she looks back, I can't help but smile. I still have those strong feeling for her. Too bad she has hers for someone else. I've been at her house before but not for a couple of months now. So I don't know what to expect. We go in and see no one is there. Her parents must've been working still. We go up to her room. She hasn't really change her room except for posters and pictures of her and her friends and it looked clean and tidy. She still holding my hand. I look at her nightstand and see that the picture of her and me is replaced by her and Justin. I felt a little sting that time.

"So what do you think of my room now?" She asked

"Truthfully?" I asked. She nodded. "It looks like crap and smells like it too." I looked at her seriously but then can't help but put on smile and laugh a little.

"Ha! Mitch. You're so mean! I can't believe you just said that! I told you my room was a mess and my dog took a crap in my room. It's your fault for not listening to me that day." We both bursted out laughing. She hasn't changed much except I saw that she dresses different. She wore more skirts now. She looked beautiful.

"Speaking of your dog? Where is she?"

"Oh she's outside in backyard. I do you want to see her?"

"Yeah sure" we went outside. When we went outside, the dog immediately jumped on Alex and licked her. It almost made Alex fall. Alex had told me to come outside. I took two steps outside and the dog looked at me and growled. Then it started barking at me as it looked at me with anger. It's like the dog knew I had done. Like it wanted to protect Alex from me. The dog came and bit me. I didn't flinch but I did pull back. I saw my hand and it was bleeding. I had that urge even when I saw my own blood, but I wasn't stupid enough to make myself bleed; it was much more pleasurable to do to someone else. Stupid dog, I wouldn't hurt Alex, but I would hurt it. Alex pulled back the dog and quickly put its leash on. She pulled me inside.

"I am so sorry about that. Are you okay?" She looked back at me and then she looked down at my hand "oh my god Mitch, you bleeding." She grabbed my wrist and took me to the bathroom. She washed my hand with water then she made me sit down on the toilet while she got the first-aid that she keeps in the cabinet. I sat there like I'm waiting at the doctors office. She gets her first-aid quickly took out some alcohol and some cloth. She applied alcohol on the clothes and lightly pressed it to my hand. I flinched a little. "Sorry" the sting didn't stay for long. I watched as she started dressing the wound. Somewhere in me, I felt like sound of us being together was right. I wanted to stop her just so I can kiss her. Our skin touching was the most amazing thing I felt. It almost made me forget that I was killer. Almost. I had to keep her away. No matter what. I hadn't been the same since my first kill. I had a bit of a temper. The urge for killing was amazing. But not as amazing as spending time with Alex. She finished dressing the wound and looked up at me. "You okay? How does your hand feel?"

I looked at the wound and felt a little sting but it didn't both me. "I feel much better Doctor Russo." She smiled at me. Of course I smiled back. "Thank you for saving my life. I don't know how I could have survived without you" I said dramatically. She laughed.

"Anytime. I don't know what's wrong with that dog. It's never acted like that to you before. Maybe it just forgot about you." Yeah that's it. Keep telling yourself that.

"Yeah maybe."

She kept talking. "I mean it never acted that when it met Justin." When she said that, I snapped. But I needed to handle it until I got home.

"Um maybe I should go home." I said throughout her ramble. I stood up and started to walk until she got my wrist and stopped me.

"No please. I don't wanna be alone. Just stay until my parents come back." I should've have looked back. That's when I gave in. I just nodded. She smiled.

"So what do you want to do?" I asked.

"Let's play some video games. My big brother is at college. And won't be back until tomorrow." She looked at my hand. "Oh my god I'm so stupid."

I laughed a little. "Russo, I can beat you at any game even with one hand. I don't know if you know this but you suck at video games."she lightly punched my shoulder but laughed a little. "And while were playing, we need to talk about your issue." She gave me a question look. "You know, you are being very abusive to me. I might wanna look for a new friend."

She laughed a little "oh please, I do not abuse you. And you better not look for another friend" she puts her arms my neck and I freeze. She has never done this before. "Or might just have to make that said friend's life miserable."

She smiles and look at me. Her face is only inches from mine. I think she realized our position and let's go. "You sure you can play?"

"Um yeah. I just need my fingers after all." That sounded disturbing. I quickly blushed. Stupid dirty mind!

"Ha! We'll I hope you know how to use them right." She walked away. Did that mean something? Ugh! Stupid dirty mind.

We played until we heard a car honk outside. She got up and looked outside. "What is he doing here?" She asked

"Who?" I asked

"Justin." I didn't even know he could drive it I know one thing I wanted to do. I wanted run to the kitchen and grab a knife. Then Go outside. But I kept it together.

"Oh. What are you gonna do?" I asked.

"I don't know. Oh man. He's coming to the door. I'll go talk to him."

"I'll come down with you."

"Okay."

We went down and heard Justin banging the door saying open the door Alex. I didn't want her to but she did anyways. We saw Justin and he was leaning against the side. He reeked of alcohol.

"Hey babe. I was just thinking about you. This stupid is pointless. Can we just get back together?" He said

"No we can't. You cheated on me and I can't forgive that." She said. I felt a little happy.

"C'mon don't be that way. I love you and I'm sorry." He said while coming towards her. That's when I wanted to pounce on him and beat him to death. Kill him.

"I think you should go." She said but it came out as a whisper. He came up to her and kissed her. My blood started to boil. Kill him.

She pushed him and slapped him. He didn't process it by when he did, he slapped her right back. He must've hit her hard because she fell down. That's when I couldn't contain my anger. I tackled him to the ground. After he came over his shock, he looked up at me.

"Who the hell are you?!" I didn't say anything back. Instead I punched over and over again. Kill him. I didn't stop. Kill him. I saw blood coming out. Blood. Kill him, kill him, kill...Mitchie stop! I heard a faint voice. It was Alex. I stopped punching. I got up and away from Justin. Alex went over to Justin. She put his head on his lap. She looked at me.

"I think you should go Mitch." She said without looking at me.

"Alex...I'm sorry. I didn't know what got over me." Ha! Yes I did. I just didn't want her to know what my intentions were.

"Get out."

"Alex.."

"GET OUT!" She had tears running down her face. I couldn't say anything to change her mind. So I left. She looked At me before I left. And I saw fear in her eyes.

I ran home. I didn't want to stop. I had blood on my hands. His blood. Blood. I made it home. My father came up to me "where have you been?"

"At Alex's"

"we'll while you were gone, we had another client who didn't pay his..." Before he could finish I grabbed a knife and headed downstairs to the basement. I saw a guy. I came up to him. He looked at me.

"What do you want kid?"I smiled and stabbed him. Blood. Kill him. Kill him. kill him. Blood. Blood. Blood. I let my anger out. I stabbed and stabbed. I didn't stopped until my dad had my hands and stopped me. He took the knife away. He said for me to go upstairs. I went but before I went, I looked back and saw my work. Blood everywhere. It looked like his organs were about to fall out. I saw the stab wounds. I saw how his body hanged limp. I saw that through the process of killing him. I left scars on his chest. On his arms. On his legs. On his face. This was my most gruesome work. I smiled. I went to the bathroom. I saw the blood on my hands. I saw my hand that was dressed. I thought of Alex but pushed it back. If I had thought of her now, it would kill my high. I was addicted all right. To the kill. To the knife. Especially to the blood.

The anger was gone, but all I could think about was Justin. You lived today. But when you slip up, you're dead.

I guess after my brawl with him, Alex called 911. The rumor was that Justin was protecting Alex from some robber. Or that Alex went to his house and found him on the floor all beat up. It made laugh to hear this. They can make it up but I know what happened. But Alex told police that someone broke in to her home. She supposedly let Justin in but there someone behind him and tackled him. Justin fought hard as he can but ultimately lost. When I heard this, I laughed. After Justin came back, Alex and him got back together. I guess Justin will always have her heart. But it doesn't matter, she won't look at me or even talk to me. I guess it was for the best. But that didn't mean I was completely out of her life. Justin apparently remembers me beating him up. He made it a goal to ruin my life. He finds me and threatens me that I stay away from Alex. When I don't answer him which is every time, he he punched me and kicked me. I didn't show any pain, and I will never. I could fight back but that'll draw some attention on me and i can't have that. I go back home with a bruises on my face, but like always, my parents don't care. I had became my parent's little killer since they had no guts to do it themselves. I even went outside and did the killings. I would hunt them down and drag them to secluded areas then I would hide the bodies. My job wasn't just a job. It was more like a hobby now. An obsession if you would call it. And I was proud.

and please note that when blood or kill him shows. It's her thoughts. I forgot to mention :)