It's been a week since I found Tracey dead, a week since I've been out of the foster home and during a whole week, Jack the Ripper has made another killing, I'm always scared, always afraid. I hate the thought of dying. Or feeling hopeless and someone killing me, I walked into the bar again, my friend I made, Tom, was there. I smiled at him and sat next to him, I wasn't really wanting to drink tonight.
"Hey Andy, how are you?"
"I'm great" I exhaled, I wasn't really great.
"excellent news, how's things?" he said, taking a sip of his beer
"fine…I'm just worried because, you know"
"Jack the Ripper? Yes, he's making his way around town isn't he"
"how are we supposed to know when he'll attack?" I asked
"don't worry Andrew, he likes to kill woman, innocent, most are prostitutes, it's probably a good thing, then we don't get STI's you see" he said, stuffing his face with a couple nuts.
"He still has no right." I added
"look, the police have been searching for him for five years, he's fast and no one even knows what he looks like, no one has walked away alive from these killings. Probably better if we didn't speak of him, he could be around, in this bar right now, just looking for someone to pounce on"
"I-I'm just…"
"scared?"
"very, he's just so…"
"strange?"
"yeah, something along those lines" I bit my lip and looked outside, I just wanted to go back home now.
"I might go now, before it gets too dark" I stood up
"alright mate, promise you'll be back next week for a chat?"
"maybe, I'll see you around town, we'll discuss then" I smiled and waved at the other men, making my way outside. All the Jack the Ripper talk sends shivers down my spine.

I walked down an empty street, I swear I heard footsteps behind me, I turned my back, no one was there. I bit my lip and looked around anxiously, slowly walking down the street. I heard footsteps again, I heard them faster than mine, approaching me, getting closer and closer. I turned to see a man, I gasped as he pushed me into an abandoned buildings wall, Holding onto my neck, a knife on my cheek.
"I don't usually go for men but you are quite the catch" the man said, slightly devilish. My tears welled up with tears.
"L-Let me go…"I whispered, struggling to kick away as his strong body held me firm. He snickered.
"Oh no darling, why would I do that? Then you'd tell everyone around town who I am" He looked into my eyes, they struck me, bright ocean blue, I swallowed the lump in my throat.
"I-I already know who you are, y-you're Jac-"
"Jack the Ripper is my stage name, sweetheart." He smirked, softly running the knife along my cheek, tears fell down my face.
"Y-You wouldn't do what you did to other victims, I know you won't."
"You're right, I won't, come with me" He opened the abandon buildings door and pulled me in there with him by the arm, he turned on the light in there as I fell to the floor. I looked up at him.
"please…don't kill me" I cried softly, he knelt down in front of me, wiping the tears on my cheek away with his thumb.
"either way, you're dying tonight" he smirked, I looked into his eyes again, trying to read them, he looked hurt, sad, angry. He was still so dark and mysterious, hat on his head and scarf covering his mouth. He pushed me down, maybe this is why no one could escape, his eyes were too seductive. I looked away from his eyes and started to back away, crying.
"j-just leave me alone, I won't tell anyone I promise!" I cried louder, starting to sob, he pulled me back strongly by the ankle.
"oh sweetheart, you aren't going anywhere!" He smirked, slowly running the knife down the chest of my shirt, I started to shake, tears running down my face. I looked at his mouth where the scarf was covering it, I grabbed it and pulled it off, shaking. His lips and nose complimented his face well. No way, I can't find Jack attractive.
"now THAT was uncalled for" he jumped on me, pinning me down. Holding the knife up high
"D-DON'T PLEASE, I BEG YOU!" I cried, my legs couldn't move, he pinned them together with his knees, I grabbed onto his shirt with my free hand, pulling him close.
"Jack, don't you dare do this…I know you're better than this and also, might I add, you have beautiful eyes" I whispered. What am I doing? I breathed shakily as I looked at the knife in his hand, he dropped it suddenly, placing his hand on my cheek.
"You really think so?" he whispered, my heart pounded a bit. Fuck. I looked at the knife then back at him.
"Your eyes, are beautiful, your heart? Dead as Satan's soul" I pushed him off and grabbed the knife, standing up and shaking, pointing it at him as he stood up.
"You know nothing about me" he said sternly.
"Why does that matter? What possessed you to kill people like this? You're a vile human being"
"…well, you're the first person I'm actually killing like this, I'd usually pretend I want a root or lure, and kill. But with you, I don't know what I thought, now I have to kill you and I don't really want to"
I swallowed the lump in my throat and breathed shakily "t-then don't kill me"
"but I have no choice, you know my voice, you know what I look like-"
"take off your hat" I said suddenly. He stared at me.
"wh-"
"TAKE IT OFF OR I'LL TAKE YOU TO THE POLICE!" I pushed the knife toward him, he jolted a bit and took his hat off slowly, his hair was dark brown.
"there. What else do you want?"
"your name, your real name…"
He approached me slowly, I hesitated and gasped as he grabbed the arm the knife was in, I froze and dropped the knife. He looked into my eyes, I looked back in his.
"I've never met another like you before, never has someone been able to take my knife away from me, never not asked me for sex, and you complimented my eyes, no one ever compliments my eyes…"
"well, your eyes are quite stunning, Jack" I felt my face burn up a bit, he backed me into a wall, my body stiffened a bit.
"my name is Shaun Diviney by the way, call me Shaun" he looked at me like I was a miracle. He was actually a beautiful man and I'm not even gay.
"Well, Shaun…am I dying tonight or what?"
"no…you aren't dying tonight, your beauty is distracting and your words make me well…make me feel happy, again"
"you're so beautiful…" He continued under his breath, he was so close to me, I could feel that hot breath on my lips, my stomach filled with butterflies. He ran his thumb over my bottom lip. This was such a sin.
"Jac- I mean, Shaun…what are you thinking"
"I'm thinking that I can trust you, even though you're a stranger, I think you could well save my life"
I smiled slightly, his words made my heart fly, I put my hand on his cheek.
"I-I think I can help you through whatever makes you do what you do"
"will you help me with this then? I really want to kiss this man, but I think he's afraid of a monster like me"
I smiled and stroked his cheek slowly. "well, that man is thinking exactly the same"
I saw a smile crack onto his face, he leaned in slowly, I closed my eyes and waited for the kill, the kiss, it could lead me to death, but he's so…stunning…I swallowed quickly and breathed deeply, I felt his hot breath exhale on my lips, moving in more, where his lips fitted in mine. My stomach filled with butterflies, I kissed him back slowly, he ran his hand through the back of my hair, I exhaled and smirked slightly in happiness, pulling away, he kissed my head softly, I smiled.
"I must be fucking sick to think I'm in love with Jack the Ripper" I whispered.
"You must be" he giggled a bit and smiled, I looked in his eyes one last time, I knew I had to go, the new girl Hayley at the hotel knew I come back at 8, who knew what time it was.
"anyway, Shaun, I better go" I pushed him away slowly and made my way to the door.
"wait, I never got your name or address" he said, I turned back to him.
"Andy, Andy Clemmensen and I live in room 15 at the local hotel"
"you wouldn't mind if I stopped by your place, would you, Andy?"
"of course not" I smiled at him
"great and…promise you won't tell"
"promise" I smiled and walked out the door, closing it and making my way home.
How was this possible? I thought I was straight, I never really believed in love at first sight and bloody hell, I must be sick to be in love with Jack the Ripper, but he's not just some killer. There's a story behind him. A sweet and used to be innocent man, hopefully I'll find out more about him tomorrow.