AN; Here's that murder scene that was much needed in the previous chapter. Sorry it's so short, but there should be a longer actual chapter sometime next week. R&R!
Brick's P.O.V.
I took a final swig from my bottle of beer and got up to answer the door.
Linda waltzed in as if she owned the place and I made a mental note to lock the front door more often.
"Hey baby." She greeted with a sultry laugh and a flip of her dyed blonde hair.
She them pounced on me, suprising me so that I stumbled backand landed on the couch. She began to stradle my hips as she kissed me and fumbled with my belt.
I forgot that Linda was this one. The whore who didn't waste anytime and left as soon as she finished. But, whatever. I wasn't looking for much more right now.
She giggled as she threw her shirt off and then continued to struggle with my belt.
I rolled my eyes, for fuck's sake...
I placed an impatient kiss on her neck. Right on her hot spot.
She moaned, "Oh daddy."
My brain snapped and I brought two hands up to grab both sides of her head and then jerked it violently to the left. I let go listening with satisfaction as the air left her lungs and her heart stopped beating.
She fell ontop of me so that we were nose to nose and a cruel smirk contorted my face as the life faded out of her once lively blue eyes.
I always knew I would kill someone. What I didn't know is the rush the thrill gave you. The thrill of First Blood.