My name is Mason, Mason Creek, and I am a psychopath or sociopath, I don't really know to be honest, all I know is I can't feel anything, I feel as though I am an empty shell. The only time I feel something is when I'm face-to-face with someone in that small dark room, that room below the abandoned well, the room deep in the forest, past that creek, in my town Dunners Grove. When I look at them in their eyes, their tears flow down onto the dirt floor, normally I wouldn't like making eye contact with people just in case they can see the real me if they stared into my eyes too long. But it doesn't matter when I'm in that dark space it doesn't matter because they will soon be gone and I can fill my craving.
"Please let me go, I'm begging you, please. I didn't DO ANYTHING I SWEAR!" he pleaded.
I stared at him as I leaned against the dirt wall. He's not able to see me yet as I only have the one hanging light over the surgical table that held the man up, having his hands legs, and torso strapped down to it. I said nothing back as I was watching him, examining everything about him as if I didn't already see enough when I was stalking him, I enjoyed doing this. To observe and see what they felt. I couldn't feel what they were feeling of course but I could try to relate to it, to understand it. I took a couple of steps closer revealing myself. I don't know what he was expecting, a 30-year-old, bald, 6'4, 250-lb, man with scars on his face and tattoos everywhere, well I do have scars, just not on the face. No, what he saw was a 16-year-old, blue eye, shaggy black hair, 5'10, 180llb, boy with a black compression shirt with a bulletproof vest over it, brown cargo pants, with a black utility belt, black combat boots, and black gloves. Oh, and the army knife I have in my left hand.
"Oh God please no, NO!" He continued to cry. "I have money, lots of it, you can have all of it or you want my wife, OR BOTH, please I'll give you anything you want" he continued to beg.
People reveal who they really are in their last moments. I wonder what I would reveal in my last moments, especially if I ever get caught and sent to the chair. I step closer knife at the cheek, staring deep into his eyes.
"What I want Richard Garrison is for you to pay for your crimes. For you to indulge in my cravings." I told him.
Richard Garrison bald fat 56-year-old man. He is a pastor at the local church in this shitty town. I was stalking him like he was my prey and I was his predator. When I overheard a girl in my class crying in an alleyway with her boyfriend comforting her after she had been raped by this man. How does one follow God but doesn't follow his ways.
"How many?" I said
"What?" Richard said bewildered
"HOW MANY! How many girls, boys, the children did you molest?" I said almost losing my composure.
I got to keep calm, I can't kill him yet.
"I-I don't know what you're talking about, you have the wrong-" he stuttered out.
"SHUT UP" I yelled as I cut his arm. He screamed. "I want the truth, tell me now or I swear I'll start slowly cutting every limb off," I commanded
"Okay, okay, I don't know, I-I don't know" Richard cried out, snot, tears, and blood coming from him.
"How many Richard" I demanded again as I made a cut on his cheek.
"P-P-Probably over 20 maybe 30." he continued crying.
"See was that so hard." I laughed. "Confession is good for the soul Richard, you of all people should know that. But then again if you followed your teachings you wouldn't be in my room." I said to him as I smiled.
"P-Please I'm so sorry, it was a m-mistake I'll never do it again" he continued to cry.
"Oh I know you won't Richard Garrison, I'm making sure of it. You won't hurt your wife or any more children ever again." I told him.
"No no no please" he continued pleading.
"Shhh shh, don't worry it will be over soon. Let's hope you're forgiven for this but I got to say Richard it looks very hot and I'm not talking about you getting forgiven." I laughed some more.
I love this, this is how I feel, the only thing that makes me feel something.
"I-", the phone rang before I could say anything. I take my phone out, fuck it's Adriana.
"One second," I said to Richard putting cloth into his mouth.
"Yellow," I said cheerfully picking up the phone.
"Don't yellow me. Where are you? We have been waiting for 30 minutes waiting for you. In case you have forgotten we all are hanging out and going to Caitlins before we have to go back to school and end this marvelous summer." She sounded pissed.
"Yes, yes I know. I'm sorry I'll meet you guys over there soon, promise." I said in a sincere voice.
"You better have your ass over here quick." she did sound pissed.
"Is that Mason? Late as usual." said another voice Ryder, my "best friend".
"Hey I am not always late," I said in a fake hurt offended way.
"Yes you are and you know you are. Hurry up." She told me before hanging up.
"Well sorry Richard, looks like I gotta kill you, chop you up, wrap you up, and do a quick burial that will lead you to the creek, where hopefully the animals eat you up. I'm in a rush so let's get this done" I smiled at him, my real devious smile, not the fake one I show everyone. He pleaded, shook, and flayed but to no avail. Tears, blood, and snot, running to the ground. All I could do was look him in the eyes and smile as I dug my knife right into his heart and watched the life leave his eyes. This is when I feel something.
"Finally, took you long enough," Adriana said as we walked into Caitlin's house.
"Sorry, I had to get rid of something or it would have kept bothering me," I said.
"Whatever weirdo. Hi Bella," she said cheerfully to my husky Bella, who I bring everywhere, well almost everywhere. "You gotta start dragging his ass everywhere or he'd never get anywhere. C'mon the others are inside the living room." She told me.
Inside there were Adriana, Caitlin, Ryder, Erik, Stan, and of course Bella. I don't really care for people, I can't, I am unable to, but if I were to be close to anyone it would be these people. They're more for my cover, my secret life. Adriana is a short Asian girl, she likes to go against the "norm" which is probably why I chose to be close to her. She has piercings on her nose, ears, and belly button. I am also sure that she might contain nipple piercings, not that I have seen. I don't really care for sex, not that I don't get why people do it, it's just I am uninterested in it. Her hair is dyed purple and it resides just right above her shoulders. I have heard other people call her goth or emo because of how she dresses and looks but she just tells them to fuck off. I get why people will say she is pretty. Caitlin is your standard girl, she is a white girl with long blonde hair that ends just above her mid back, and green eyes, taller than Adriana but shorter than me. She is considered popular in school despite hanging out with us. She always has a boy ready to talk to her. Ryder is white and as tall as me, on the skinny side, with blue eyes, and blonde hair. He has that surfer boy hair. A normal person in my situation would consider him my best friend but he's about the same as the others so I don't see how he is the best even though I'm closer to him than anyone else and he has called me his best friend before. I would say he's the closest to me well maybe not the closest that might be Adriana. Ryder is a very class clown type. He never fails to make people laugh or have a good time, I don't know how he does it. He is also considered very attractive, well that's obvious considering how he's able to sleep with so many girls. He is a dog in how everyone else describes it, a whore Adriana would say. Erik is more tan because he is Hispanic, and he is also more on the chubby side, I could consider taking him to the gym with me but then that would lead to spending more time with him. Nothing against him, it's just it is hard talking to people. Some people will fake some interactions, I fake every single interaction with people except in my room. Erik enjoys games and sometimes I'll hop on with him and his discord pals. He has glasses too, I wear fake ones because it adds to the illusion, I always wear an oversized hoodie, jeans, and my Converse. He has light brown curly hair and freckles too, and light brown eyes to match his hair. About as tall as Caitlin. He's too afraid to talk to women who aren't his family and friends, so that works for me. He is extremely smart so I have managed to get his help on my "hobby" but not smart enough to see what I'm using it for. Then there's Stan, white, he has dark hair, green eyes, is tall and considered by many handsome. Any girl wants him, one of them being Adriana and he's too slow to see that. Then again that would lead to him leaving his girlfriend who he has been dating since kindergarten. He plays practically any sport, especially football, and treats his body well, being more bigger and somehow leaner than me too. He is extremely popular, well is chasing to be more popular. I wonder if he would ever leave us once he realizes we are the reason he is not more popular. Or if he'll even realize Adriana has liked him ever since birth. I met all of them in the first grade when I moved here and was adopted by the now assistant sheriff, my adoptive mom. They all already knew each other since they were little except Ryder who met them that year too.
"Hey everyone," I said sitting down next to Ryder since Adriana is sitting next to Stan and Erik. Caitlin is in the middle of the room.
"About time," Erik said annoyed. I just stuck my tongue out to antagonize him, he flipped me off in response.
"Alright now that we're all here and school is starting this week, we need to plan," Caitlin said excitedly.
"Plan what? The only plan I got is who is getting added to the list of 150 women to bang this year," Ryder said having a huge grin on his face.
"Ew, no guys listen, we're going back and we need to plan how we're getting to school, where we go hang out during, and who we have for our class," she said
"Why? We all have the same lunch and gym, and no one has any academic class with Erik. All of us have some classes with each other, so that solves that and I thought you were getting that car from your dad." Adriana said
"Yeah about that," Caitlin said hiding something.
"What?" Stan said.
"I'm not getting a car yet, urghh, my dad told me I was too irresponsible and spoiled, and if I wanted a car I would start getting a job to pay for the gas or focus harder at school. Like grrr, like we can't afford it." She complained
Adriana started to laugh "Aww Caitlin going to start having to use her own money, no more daddy's money." She snickered
"Laugh all you want that means no car and back to the bus," she responded.
"Crap the bus lady is weird," Erik said.
"Agreed," they all said except me and Adriana.
"Hey she has a nice character, leave her alone," Adriana demanded
"Yeah, she has raccoon fur as a hat. Always dresses the same, raccoon hat, purple sweater with green sweats. She also smells like cat pee. Not to mention always yelling," Stan said back.
"Yeah, but she's nice," I told them.
"Mhmm, well anyways, fuck this was going to be so good to show up to school with, and I don't get any car till I get my license," Stan groaned.
"Well we're going to have to deal with it, besides the bus isn't that bad," I said hoping to give them reassurance. Instead, they all just gave me a really look. "Well too bad, nothing we can do," I finished
"Mason right, I guess Caitlin get a job or get Erik to help you cheat," Stan told her.
"HEY, I could get those good grades by myself," she responded. Now we gave her a really look. "Screw you guys."
"Well let's just go to Knolls and meet at the bus stop the first day," Stan commanded. He has that natural lead.
After going to the diner Knolls we all went home, I walked Adriana because Stan was too slow to see she wanted to walk with him considering they are neighbors but instead choose to jog home. Caitlin got picked up by her Dad and their personal driver who takes her dad everywhere. Ryder and Erik went home a different way. I also lived more by them but I didn't want to let Adriana walk home by herself. You don't know what kind of killers are out there.