Saturday, August 25

8:30 pm

Girls Locker Room

Today, I'm moving out of this place. Very luckily, Chris's mom is going out of city for a week, to go have fun with her best friend forever from high school. She found her on the internet recently. He gave me a pillow case to put everything of mine into. He told me he would be waiting in the front of the school for me around five pm, so I'm already kind of late.

I put all my clothes into the pillow case, including my PE clothes. I walked out of the PE locker room, carrying the pillow case. I locked the door behind me. That place had been a home to me for two years, and now I was leaving it. I took a moment to say good-bye, then walked through the school, heading toward the front of the school. I walked on the tile floor, my footsteps making a little clap sound every step. The lights were off, which the school, as it had for two years, creepy. I got to the front of the school and opened the door, and it automatically locked behind me. I saw his old red truck sitting there about fifteen feet away with him in it, in the circle drive, smiling at me, waving. I walked over the cement and got into the truck. "Hey," I said.

"Hey," he said back, "So… that's the only stuff you have?"

"Yep," I said.

"Okay," he said, "Well I'll make sure to give you more money and stuff more often. I'm getting a better job that pays twice the amount I used to get!" He smiled.

"That's cool," I said as he started up the extremely loud engine. "And really, thanks. I don't think I could have made it with out you."

"Oh, of course, I… uh," he sighed, "You're welcome."

"So were are you working now?" I asked him.

"I'm starting Monday, the day you start school. It's actually an internet job, where I make graphics and things like that for people. I'm actually very good at it, so the price is even more than my job at Sonic, even on skates. I actually might be able to move into an apartment."

"Oh," I said, "That's great!"

"Yah," he said back as we passed the Sonic he used to work at. "Uh… there's something I didn't tell you about…"

"What?" I was kind of worried.

"A friend of mine is staying at my house this week, too," he said as he kept him eyes on the road, hoping that I wouldn't care. I didn't know why he thought I would care.

"I don't care," I said.

"Okay, good," he sighed.

"What's his name? And how old is he?"

"His name is Koji. He's sixteen."

"What does he look like?" I asked him.

"Brown hair and brown eyes," he told me. I gasped. "What?"

"And he wears a hat all the time, right?"

"I know what you're thinking, trust me, he's not him. I've know Koji for six years now, and he's never killed anyone, he's not even a diclonius or silpelit."

"Okay," I sighed, "Just making sure."

We drove some more, until we finally made it to his house. You could hear really loud rock music even from outside. We got out of the car, and the engine finally shut-up. This place was beautiful. I knew that'd I love living here for the short time that I would. I got my stuff out of the car, and stood there and just stared in front of the house for a while.

His house was a cute little house, because of course his mom picked it out. It had two floors, and had brown brick. It was very square. There was a balcony on the second floor. The trim was light pink, and the rest was snow white. The whole yard was surrounded by a little white fence, where there was a little swinging door you could lock. The flat brown rectangle stones up to the front door were in the very middle of the yard. On the left side, was a big oak tree, and under it was a little garden, full of growing fruit and veggies. There were flowers and bushes everywhere. To the right of the sidewalk was a little bird bath, and some lawn furniture on more brown stones, leading from the main pathway.

"You think it's pretty, huh?" Chris asked. "Everyone does." He looked at his house. "Well, let's go inside and get Koji to turn that music down." I couldn't even hear the music. It was like the house hypnotized you by it's beauty, kind of like Roy would to his victims. Suddenly I was back into the real world, and somehow Koji was screaming lyrics louder than the music was playing. Chris opened the little gate, and we walked through. "You'll like him," he said.

"In what way?" I asked as we continued to walk up to the front door.

"Every way." That scared me a little. But, I wouldn't want to be with a sixteen year old, so I knew something wouldn't happen between us. We went up three cute little steps to the deck, where there was a rocking chair to the left and a swinging bench to the left.

Chris pressed the little round door bell numerous times, both of us not knowing is Koji would be able to hear it past all the loud screaming music, and we couldn't hear it ringing inside the house. But sure enough, the music stopped suddenly. We heard the white door unlock, and he opened the door.

"Hi," Koji smiled. He was beautiful. Now I knew what Chris meant by liking him. I stared, and he took it the completely wrong way. "Don't worry, no horns."

"Oh, yah, err, I know, you just look like him," I stammered, blushing, pretending that was why I was staring. He didn't look like what Roy, but he was still charming. Well that is, what I know he looks like from drawings of him… But I dought the pictures are that accurate.

We walked into the house, and it was as beautiful in the inside as it was outside. I set my stuff by the door. Straight ahead were stairs, white and pink again. Hanging above the stairs was a chandelier. The carpet was a grayish color in the whole house, except for a few rooms. The walls in the front room where white. Around the whole house there was artwork on the walls. The whole downstairs of the house was sort of like a big circle around the stairs. To the left was the living room. The walls were a light lime green. The TV was a flat screen up against the same wall as the front door. There were white leather couches circled around a completely glass coffee table, which had a crystal vase on it with daisies and water in it. The kitchen was behind that. It had a little bar and tall chairs facing it. It was just like the café. I smiled a short smile, even though it brought back the pain. The kitchen was really large, and even had a little wooden table in it to the right, which had about five little brown chairs around it. The wall paper was bright pink and orange, plaid. It was so bright it hurt your eyes a little. To the left was the sink, which above it was a window, which could slide sideways and open. Farther back on the left side was the large white refrigerator, covered in old pictures and magnets that said different states on them. To the left of that was the pantry, which had a brown wooden door. The kitchen then lead to the laundry room, a simple white washer and dryer, against the right wall. The walls were painted white. There were two clear glass sliding doors to the left, which led to the back yard. I decided I would look later. Next the laundry room was just a simple little rectangular bathroom, with cute little pink soaps on the fancy pearl white sink. There was a little white trash bin next to the sink. Next to that room was the dining room, I guess for more fancy dinners, other than just the little wooden table in the kitchen. The room was a dark red like color. The floor was wooden rectangular, all fit together. In the middle was a long rectangular wooden table with pretty dark green fabric on it, place mats, and silver ware. In the middle of the table was a large vase with various large flowers in it. That was the whole downstairs.

"Wow…" I smiled, "It's so beautiful."

"I'll show you your room," Koji said as he picked up my pillow case that had my very few clothes in it.

"Thank you!" I said as we walked upstairs. It was very strange up there. Like I said before, it's a very square house. It was open all in the middle, just about three feet of carpet around the whole square. So you wouldn't fall off, there was white fancy cut wooden bars. On each wall, north, east, south, and west, was about three wooden doors. My room happened to be the second door on the east wall of the south stairs. Chris followed behind us. Now, I wasn't sure if I'd like staying at this house. Upstairs, it was completely dark, and there didn't seem to be any lights in the hallway or up on the ceiling what so ever. It all seemed so eerie, and what if I woke up in the middle of the night and it was completely pitch black? On top of that, Chris sad something to me that made me feel very sick to my stomach for some reason.

"Now, I don't want you going into any of the other rooms. This is your room, and I'm sure you'll love it. We fancied it up a lot, just for you!"

"Why can't I go in any of the other rooms?" I questioned. Now I was afraid.

"Because, this is just your room, and I don't want you to go through every one else's stuff and stuff," he said.

"You really think I would do that?"

"Possibly," he said. I saw Koji roll his eyes.

"He told me the same thing, so I'm just not going to mess with him. This is his house anyway," Koji said.

Koji opened to my door, and inside was a little bed in the right corner, the wall of the door. It had a pink bed spread. There was wood sliding doors on the right, and a dresser straight ahead with little glass figures on them of fairies, my favorite. I gasped, and went over to open the dresser. I opened it and screamed of enjoyment. There were new clothes and clothes, which I knew were for me.

"I hope they all fit, and tat you like them," Chris said.

"Yes! Oh course! Thanks so much!" I went over and hugged him for the first time. He didn't put his arms around me. He felt very cold and like a stone.

"Well, I'll let you go to bed," he said, "If you want." Now that I thought about it, I was pretty tired. It was now ten pm. "We've been having some problems with the toilet upstairs, so you'll have to go downstairs if you need to go." This also seemed very odd to me. What was he hiding? What would he ever need to hide from me? A girlfriend or something?

"Okay," I said and got ready for bed. I climbed into bed, and fell fast asleep.

Saturday, August 26

2:12 am

My New Room

I woke up, and decided that I would do some snooping around, even though I knew I shouldn't. All the room were empty, except three rooms. Chris's mom room, Chris' room, and were Koji was sleeping. There was only one room left, which I knew would be empty. I wanted to check though. It was the room farthest away from me, anyways. I opened the door, and what do you know, empty. I was about to close the door and go back to bed, until I noticed something on the floor near the closet. A drop of something. I looked around and listened carefully, to make sure no one was awake. I went inside the empty white room, and stared at what was on the ground. A drop of blood. I was hesitant to open the closet or not… But I did. I threw-up right there, on the spot. I had to keep myself from screaming. It was a bloody mess of something, or should I saw, someone. It had to be Chris' mom. Did he do it himself? Was I sleeping under the roof of a murderer?! The ground was flooded with blood, and all body parts amputated. The walls, splattered red, like paint. The fingers were cut off, knuckle by knuckle, same as the toes. The hands were cut off from the arm, and the arm cut off at the elbow, then at the top of the shoulder. Same for everything else, cut up into little pieces. I noticed something soaked in blood under a big chunk of the body, a piece of paper. I had to look at it, it may be a clue. I moved the piece of body and picked up the note, blood covering my hands and arms. I was kind of used to seeing this, because Roy does these kinds of things, and the bloody messes of them are put on TV. But having so much blood on my hand was just disgusting.

"Dear Reader,

If you're readung this, then it neans shvt you have a lot of courage, to get anywhere near blood. I shoved her into this closet, then culled her. I mever let anyone see when I murder someone. Selfish me. Can you fuess who I um? Quoken hrrrts are cold and sour, but when touched can shatter. Xilling and blood is my obsession. I believe there is a diclonius coming to your house, drun which you met making ceys. Watch out, a might get you, too. However, I do not kixb my own kind. I hope you're cryurn."

I was so afraid. I was so surprised. I didn't know what to think. When had he been here? What does all this mean? Had Chris known about this? I think he did.

"Rika," a voice said behind me.

"What's happening?" said Koji, rubbing his eyes. I turned around to see a very surprised look on both of their faces, including mine.

"It's Roy," I said as I fainted because of the shock of everything, Koji catching me.

Authors Note:

Hey everyone! Greetings from author Kimi-sama! I hope you all are enjoying the story! Hey.. if you read it then leave a review! –jeez- It will only take about thirty seconds, and it would mean the world to me! This is my first gore scene ever, so be nice! Please no flames! I'll cook some marshmallows with it and eat them with Chris and Koji is you do leave some, we couldn't seem to make a fire with just sticks and stone, (may hurt my bones, but words will always hurt me.) So leave a nice comment, and put this story on your favorites and alert so you can read every new chapter! I'm writing this relevantly fast, because hey, it's Summer, there's like nothing better do all day! (Other than playing DDR, talking on the phone to some friends, listening to my iPod, reading, watching LonelyGirl15, writing poetry, sewing, drawing, writing stuff other than FanFic…. Etc.) Well I guess there's kind of a lot of stuff I can do, but hey, all that stuff gets boring sometimes! (But hey, I haven't played DDR in a while! XD I can do like every song on standard, and some on heavy, and like ¼ of one on challenge --")

Hey everyone who believes in God, could you pray over my friend's parents? (He's twenty one, so he's out of the house of course) Their house burned down, and they lost EVERYTHING. But at least they didn't loose their life. They live like out in the country, so no one really could make it in time to put the fire out, and they weren't there when it burned down. They just left to like go somewhere, probably to go eat, and once they got back, all that was left was just ash. Isn't that sad? Their last name is Jenkins (pronounced Jean-kins), so keep them in your prays.

Oh yah! And I hope one of yall reading will figure out what's with the note from Roy! XD It took a hell of a long time to make! I just got the idea at the last minute!

Ttfn! Ta ta for now! (I love Tiger!♥♥♥)

Kimi♥