Chapter 1: Roots of Evil (3/3)
The sky is as blue as my eye. Is this on purpose? Joshua Reese thought as he stared at the blue sky. Laying on a beautiful grass field, below a beautiful looking tree.
But none of it was real. He was just having some kind of lucid dream.
And in a split second later, the beautiful blue sky turned into a terrifying crimson sky. A dark moon appeared at the exact spot that he pointed at. Suddenly, just like that, the corpse of a hanged man appeared on top of him. The corpse was completely featureless, resembling a strange and inhuman doll.
"Why are you bothering me?" Joshua asked.
"Can a man visit his little brother?" Suddenly, the hanging corpse spoke, with a twisted voice that didn't match the person at all.
"You're not a man and I am certainly not your fucking brother." Joshua was quick to rebuff as he despised when he said that they were brothers.
"Ohhh... Don't talk like that..." Suddenly, the corpse fell down on the ground and began to crawl towards him. "It's not like you have a choice anyway." With his tone of voice changing from an annoyingly twisted voice to a deep and nearly demonic sounding one.
"Go bother one of the others and leave me the fuck alone, Cain." He spoke without bothering to make eye contact with that inhuman abomination.
All he heard after saying that was a clap that caused his surroundings to change. Turning the beautiful grass field into a hellish area that was surrounded by sulfur fire, giving a beautiful yet disturbing experience.
With an eye roll, the boy with emo hair performed a Kip-up to stand up from the ground. "You're really trying to piss me off." Joshua spoke as he stood up and changed into a strange looking figure that was wearing a black robe that gave it an appearance that was reminiscent of the Grim Reaper.
The boy with Emo hair just stood up from the ground and got into a fight. A Jeet Kune Do stance to be more precise, as his personal fighting style is primarily built over its philosophy.
After a second, he charged towards Cain and attempted to hit him with a flying kick.
But...
Motherfucker, why was he invading my dream? That was the first thing he thought once he came upon the sight of his room's ceiling. The boy with heterochromia turned his head to the left to check on his two close girl friends.
Erika was profoundly sleeping while hugging him tightly from the side.
Lydia was sleeping just as profoundly while spooning Erika from behind.
We should definitely do this more often. Joshua thought as he observed his friends sleep. Moving his head to the right in order to reach his phone to check what time it was. Ten already? I guess we overslept. He thought in a slight annoyance before he moved to his head back to wake both his blond and ginger friends. "Rise and shine." It was what he said before he caressed Erika's cheek gently.
That caused Erika to open her gray eyes, but Joshua knows that she can't see anything without her glasses. So he reached for them and placed them on her face. Which caused Erika to smile at him. "Mo-morning."
"Morning." He said it back, before he gave her a kiss on the cheek. Which made her blush as a result. Then he moved to look at Lydia, who was a heavy sleeper. "Hey... Wake up." The black haired boy told the blond haired girl while touching her cheek.
"Fuck off." Lydia said to him before holding Erika tightly. Causing Erika to blush even more. "You're so soft." The perverted girl said before sniffing Erika's hair.
Joshua smiled at that, before he decided to join her. Her hair smells like strawberries.
"What time is it?" Lydia asked him.
"Past ten." He informed her as he pulled his head back from Erika's hair.
"Fuck..." Lydia cursed in frustration, before she sat up and rubbed her eyes. "I need to go home, mom needs my help at the Pawn Shop." The blond informed them as she got off the bed. She went to grab her clothes which were on the floor and Joshua and Erika stared at her and she put her jeans back on. Then she was about to take the T-shirt that she borrowed off, but.
"Keep it." Joshua told her as he has enough T-shirts.
Lydia smiled at him in response. "Thanks, buddy."
Joshua just gave a thumbs up, before he turned to Erika. "You should go home, your dad probably noticed your absence." He told her, since her dad probably arrived already.
"D-dad goes st-straight to b-bed when he g-gets home f-from n-night shifts." Erika informed him. "H-he probably didn't n-notice." She adjusted her glasses. "B-bu-but I should probably g-go home t-to make him b-breakfast." The ginger girl just stood up from the bed, but as soon as she did, she remembered that she was only wearing white panties. She tried to cover it by pulling down the T-shirt that she borrowed from Joshua.
But Joshua and,probably Lydia too , thought it was adorable. "Want us to turn around?" Lydia asked her.
"Ummm..." She clearly contemplated.
Joshua smiled and sat on the edge of the bed, right in front of Erika. And without any kind of warning, wraps his arms around her hips and pulls her into a hug.
"Ah.." The ginger girl gasped in surprise.
The boy with emo hair then placed his head on her stomach. "Thanks for spending the night with us, your company was lovely."
"Umm..." Erika was definitely embarrassed, but she started to pat Joshua's head in response. "I-it was no p-problem, at a-all." She spoke happily while stuttering.
"Good, because we're totally doing this again sometime." Lydia decided to add before wrapping her arms around Erika from behind, slightly below her breasts.
"I..." Erika was clearly a little overwhelmed by them. "I-i-i wo-would love t-to." But she expressed her desire to do that again.
Joshua moved his head up to look, only to be met by the sight of her smiling at him. He smiled back, before he removed his arms from her hips. "I have to go somewhere too, so let's walk each other home." The boy with a dark secret told the girls as he stood up from the bed..
"Where are you going?" Lydia asked as she kept hugging Erika from behind.
"Just visit someone, don't ask me who it is, because it's a long story." A long story that I can't exactly tell. He walked towards his wardrobe and opened to decide what to wear.
Lydia then let go of Erika and went to grab her hoodie, which was on the floor next to the door.
Erika moved to grab her clothes, which were perfectly folded on top of Joshua's desk.
Joshua decided to wear beige cargo pants, a white long sleeve T-shirt underneath a black T-shirt with a white skull on the front, and black sneakers.
"You look like a skater." Lydia commented as she pulled up her hoodie.
"I happen to be a very good skater." It was true, though he wasn't a big fan of skateboarding.
"Y-you look great." Erika spoke as she tightened up her skirt.
"So does you," He grabbed his messenger bag. His messenger bag was brown and was filled with badges of cartoon characters. "Come on, I don't want you getting into trouble because of us."
After walking Lydia and Erika to their homes. Joshua continued his path towards his destination. Picking a somewhat crowded bus to arrive at his destination, which was the east side of the South area.
Why?
The Serial Killer needed to visit his accomplices.
I really hate this place. It was Joshua's opinion as he walked down an abandoned industrial area. But it does have it's benefits. One of them is the place where he just arrived. The boy with emo hair stopped in front of a large, Victorian mansion.
The house is derelict and is situated in an otherwise abandoned industrial area. It's spectacularly clean, with no trace whatsoever of trash in the yard. It was painted in a bland gray color that strangely fit it's surroundings.
Approaching the entrance, Joshua felt the smell of a cigar. So he looked up and noticed someone smoking in one of the rooms upstairs. It was an old man with a fully recessed hairline but the sides were long and gray, but he was wearing a bandana with the American flag colors. He was wearing sunglasses. The man was called Rhett Wilkes, he's a military veteran. "Enjoying yourself?" Joshua asked.
"I was, until you showed up." Rhett replied with the cigar in his mouth. "Get your ass up here already."
"Alright."
The boy with emo hair then moved towards the entrance and knocked on the door. Kind hilarious since he actually owns the house. He knocked a second time and the door was opened.
"Ah, friend." Joshua was greeted by a very large man, who lifted him off the floor and hugged him tightly.
"Hey David." The boy replied as he returned the hug.
David was a twenty-five year old man. Standing seven-feet tall, Joshua theorizes that he's around two hundred and ten pounds, carrying a lot of strength under that weight. He has a mop of brown curls on his head and is wearing a green jumpsuit with running shoes. His face was a peculiar sight. He was a deformed man due to a condition called Hydrocephalus, which is a condition that forms when there's an abnormally large accumulation of fluids in the skull. Which gives David a deformed head and compressed his brain which resulted in decreased intellectual abilities.
The large man then put the boy down. "Are you still grounded?"
He sadly nodded in response.
"David!" Suddenly, a woman's voice called them from outside. "Come back and help me here!"
"Coming mama." David then turned around and walked back to the kitchen.
Joshua then entered and closed the door behind him. Upon entrance, there was another door with glass on it in front of him and on the right there was a coat rack, with a few jackets hanging on it. There was a M65 Field Jacket, a brown denim jacket, a black blazer and a hoodie. Joshua decided to put his messenger bag on the only empty spot on the rack, which was exclusive to him. Then he passed through the other door and on his left there were two ways to go, one leading to the kitchen and the other to the living room.
The inside of the living room was highly decorated with some expensive looking furniture. But he doesn't need to go there though.
But his destination was the kitchen, where he spotted David sitting on a chair behind a table eating some cereal. And Alma was also there, cooking something.
"Morning Alma." Joshua greeted his legal guardian.
"Morning," Alma was frying some eggs. "Piss off."
"Okay," Joshua made his way towards the seat next to David and Alma placed some scrambled eggs and fried bacon on a plate and put it in front of him. Then she gave him a cup of orange juice. The boy with heterochromia just ate his delicious breakfast made by his legal guardian as he prepared himself for what was about to happen. Once the plate and cup were empty, Joshua took them and put them on the sink.
Alma then finished preparing a nice cheese and ham omelet and a plate of baked beans and sausages. "Could you take this to those two?"
"Of course." Joshua grabbed both plates on each hand and made his way upstairs. On the second floor there were several different doors, each was painted in a different color and had some drawing or stickers on it, all the rooms in the house were actually occupied with people that live in the house, but Alma only cooks breakfast for three people that live there. The first door that Joshua stops on, is a door painted in the color white but with a really detailed drawing of a pixelated spider in the color green that Joshua made himself. He placed the omelet in front of the door and knocked on it three times. "Breakfast!"
After yelling, he made his way to a green door that had an American flag painted on it. Opening the door without knocking, he was greeted by the smell of a burning cigar. "What took you so long?" The room belonged to Rhett.
"I was having breakfast with your son and appreciating your wife's cooking." Joshua told him as he approached him with the plate of eggs and beans.
Rhett's room was pretty simple and bland, having the wall painted in red. A single bed on the right wall a few steps away from the door with a TV in front of it. Some old photos on the other wall, next to a bookshelf that was completely empty. On the other side of the room, right in front of the door, there was a window that had a chair, with a small table that had a bottle of whiskey on top of it.
Joshua then placed the plate on top of the table in front of him. "Appreciating the view?" Outside of the window, there was just an outdoor window with a picture of the ugly face of the Mayor of Stranding Haven.
All that Rhett did was inhale the smoke from his cigar before replying. "Just grab a rifle already." He rushed the boy with emo hair before handing him another cigar.
Joshua grabbed the cigar and placed it inside the left extra pocket on his pants for later. Then he moved towards the bookshelf, which actually hid a secret door behind it. Once it was open, it revealed to be a small room, filled with guns.
Rhett was actually a military veteran, who served in the Marine Corps. He served as Joshua's military instructor to a certain extent.
Joshua then grabbed a sniper rifle, an M24. After getting out of the room, he approached the window. He then pointed the rifle outside of the window and asked. "Where?"
"There are targets all over the place, find them all and shoot as quick as you can. " Rhett instructed him as he eat his breakfast
The boy with Heterochromia then removed his bangs from his green eye and placed it on the scope to aim. It took him thirty seconds to find them all, and twenty-one to actually fire at them all, landing perfect bullseye. "Fifty-one seconds." He informed his instructor.
"Almost impressive." He ordered the boy.
Joshua nodded before he dismantled the rifle in less than twenty-eight seconds, placing the parts inside of his bag.
"Nice... Now I'm out of my room." Rhett bluntly told the boy.
Truth is, Joshua only wanted the sniper rifle since he would need for something that he was planning. "Alright then, enjoy your breakfast." Joshua took the cigar off his mouth after saying that, then he tossed it out of the window.
The boy with emo hair then walked out of Rhett's door and made his way to the room painted in the color white but with a pixelated spider in the color green where he left the plate with the omelet in front of it. "I'm coming in." He said as he knocked on the door three times.
The Inside, was completely dark, the window was covered with a dark cloth and the room had wires, spare parts of electronic devices and boxes of takeout all over the place. There was a bed beside the door, which was messy. But what called the most attention in the room was the giant computer setting in the middle of the room which had six screams.
Sitting in front of the computer was Alma's older son and David's brother. An bald and heavily tattooed individual, that had a gaunt appearance which was ironic since his full body tattoo was of a skeleton. "What do you want?" He bluntly asked without removing his gaze from the computer.
"I need you to hack into the account of a man named Edgar Ridges and transfer all of his money into three separated people." Joshua bluntly responded to him.
"Why are you asking me? You're perfectly capable of doing it yourself." Joshua was indeed a great hacker.
"Because doing that without getting tracked will take time and I want to look into something else in the meantime." The boy with heterochromia explained. "And before you ask, the guy screwed one of my neighbors and I want to teach him a lesson, that's all."
"Fine..." The fully tattooed man replied.
"Thanks Goliath." His name was Goliath.
Joshua then laid on top of Goliath's messy bed and pulled out his cellphone, where he simply put on a Super Nintendo emulator and decided to play Super Mario Kart until the shut-in finishes.
Once Goliath did what Joshua asked, he took a ride with Alma back home. Currently, Joshua was playing guitar inside his room. He was perfectly playing the guitar solo from the song Beat It. As his fingers pretty much moved by themselves, thoughts kept coming inside Joshua's head about certain subjects.
Do I kill people for a good reason? Probably not. Do I feel any remorse for it? Absolutely not. Am I ever going to stop? Eventually. Will I get caught? If I want to. What makes me any different from the people I kill? Being genetically alterated. Am I a hero? To some people. Am I a villain? To some people.
He asked himself a lot of questions as he played the guitar solo of the song perfectly.
Beat it (beat it), beat it (beat it)
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right (who's right)
Just beat it (beat it), beat it (beat it)
No one wants to be defeated (no one)
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it (beat it), beat it (beat it)
No one wants to be defeated (oh, no)
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it (beat it), beat it (beat it)
No one wants to be defeated
Showin' how funky and strong is your fight
It doesn't matter who's wrong or right
Just beat it (beat it), beat it (beat it)
He sang the rest of the song before putting his guitar down. "You're absolutely right." His meaning was regarding the song.
Standing up from his bed, Joshua made his way out of his room and towards downstairs in order to make his way somewhere. That somewhere was one of his neighbor's homes. The penultimate house on the left end of the street, more precisely, it was a somewhat well kept house painted in the color green, except for the damaged roof that was caused by a guy trying to recover his broken drone. He knocked on a nice looking door and a few seconds later, an attractive woman opened the door "Hi, Cindy." Joshua greeted her, and she responded by immediately giving him a hug.
"Oh, I was wondering when you would be visiting, Joshua." Cindy was a very attractive woman in her late twenties, with fair skin, long straight brown hair, dark brown eyes, and a slim body. She was wearing blue jeans, red shoes and a pink shirt.
"Sorry, I had a lot of things to solve this week." Spying, kidnapping and murdering a guy. "Let me guess, working over time?" He was referring to her husband
"As always, but I'm already used to it." Cindy spoke with clear spitefulness in her voice. Her husband was a workaholic and was aiming to get a promotion at his work.
The boy with emo hair approached Cindy. "Am I disturbing you or anything, Ma'am?"
"Not at all." She signalled him to go inside. "Follow me, I have something for you."
The black haired boy complied and made his way inside. Once he was in, she closed the door behind him and moved towards the stairs. He followed the woman towards the stairs. Joshua noticed that the house was strange as there was a lot of materials there. Are they redecorating? It was his best theory as the house wasn't like this the last time he was there.
But he ignored me as he climbed the stairs with the owner of the house. Once they reached the top of the stairs which was painted yellow and the floor had a circle pattern carpet. Soon enough, they arrive at the wooden door at the end of the corridor. She opened and it revealed hers and her husband's room. The room itself was pretty decorated, with the wall painted in purple, with a lot of framed paintings on the wall and a really nice looking violet carpet. There was a couple's bed with a red blanket and two drawers on each side, a wooden wardrobe, a table with a laptop on top of it and some books beside it.
"Sorry about the mess, I'm making some redecorations." She confirmed his theory. He can assume that it's her husband's way to make it up to her over not attending their daughter's presentation.
"I'm sure it will look lovely when it's done. " He told her.
Cindy then moved towards her wardrobe and opened, pulling something out of it. It was a skateboard, and by the looks of it, it was a very expensive one. "You shouldn't have." Joshua said as she handed him the board. It had the image of an anime style mecha on it, the wheels were black and the top had a cracked pattern. "Did you have it custom made?" The answer was obvious.
"The guy that worked on the counter suggested most of it." She revealed it to him.
He has good taste. The boy with Heterochromia thought before he placed on the floor and stood up to hug Cindy. "Thank you."
"You are welcome." She told him while returning his hug.
Both the teenage boy and the adult woman kept on hugging each other for a minute, until Joshua asked. "How long until your husband gets home?" He asked.
"A few hours." She informed him.
Joshua then moved his head back in order to stare into her dark brown eyes. She then caressed his face, before approaching it and pressing her lips into his. It wasn't a simple chaste kiss, but an open mouthed, tongue touching kiss.
The kiss lasted for two minutes in general, until they pulled back. She then looked down and noticed that Joshua was already hard from the kissing. "Sit down." She ordered while gently pushing him to sit on the bed. While smiling, she got on her knees and started to open his pants and pull them down alongside his underwear. Once his dick was out, his neighbor started to stroke it gently before she started to pleasure him with her mouth.
Part of me feels bad for doing this. The idea of having this type of relationship with a married woman is kind of repulsive. But her husband being a neglectful workaholic kind of causes me to not care very much. It did took a bit of psychology and manipulation to make her basically commit statutory rape with me. But in the end, we're both getting what we want, so I really don't care.
Those were Joshua's thoughts and opinions about the situation, which passed through his mind as he received a blowjob from one of his neighbors. Her mouth was warm and wet, and she was going very slowly which felt great. She's really good at giving blowjobs, kind of weird since her husband is an uptight jackass. He wondered as he felt her tongue touch the tip of his dick, right inside of the foreskin.
She gently pulls the foreskin of his dick and begins to lick the tip, little circular motions. She's very enthusiastic about this, her husband is an idiot for constantly choosing work over her. He thought with a smile as she pressed a gentle kiss on his dick while stroking it with her right hand.
But then she suddenly stopped sucking him. But before he could ask why she stopped, she stood up from the floor and removed her shirt, allowing Joshua to see that she was wearing a C-cup beige bra. Then she removed her jeans allowing to see the matching beige knickers. She had a decent looking body, being in a decent physical shape.
Joshua proceeded to remove his shirt, shoes and pants, before he moved back in order to lay on top of her and her husband's bed. Once his head was on the pillow, she smiled and removed the rest of her clothes, allowing him to take a good look at her pink nipples and her trimmed cunt.
Once the adult woman was completely naked, she slowly got on top of the bed and started to move slowly towards the teenage boy.
"And now he just went to bed and fell asleep."
After spending some quality time with the older woman, Joshua put his clothes back on and the two left the room right away to avoid any kind of suspicion in case her husband shows up.
He was currently sitting on top of the kitchen chair drinking some white chocolate milkshake that she made for them. Which was great since Joshua absolutely adores white chocolate.
"It would be somewhat forgivable if you didn't remind him a bunch of times." Cindy was complaining about how her husband forgot their birthday and Joshua was just listening.
"I reminded him seven times and he still forgot." The woman was visibly furious and hurt over it, which kind of explains why she was so into the sex that they had earlier.
"Can I ask, why do these workaholic jackasses even get married or have kids anyway?" It was a serious question. "You just gonna pick your work over them every time and that's disgusting."
"That's precisely why I don't want to have kids." Cindy declared, clearly agreeing with what he said.
Before she could give him another order, Joshua heard his phone. Pulling it out of his pocket to check, he noticed that he had a message.
Golliah: The asswipe that you asked me to hack.
Ah shit...
Joshua: Where?
He sent him the address.
"Sorry, I have to go now." Joshua informed Cindy as he finished his milkshake.
"Aahhh, now?" Cindy whined in response.
"Your husband should be home soon." Joshua reminded her.
"Fuck him." Cindy waved it off, clearly not caring about it.
"Unfortunately, I have to go." He really did. "Thanks for your hospitality, ma'am."
"Don't be silly, it was my pleasure." She told him with a smile before she approached and kissed him on the lips.
With that, the boy with heterochromia waved the lovely lady goodbye before he grabbed his new skateboard and went to the door. It was already night, dark and relatively cold. So Joshua went back to his house in order to grab his messenger bag and a dark blue flannel shirt to wear over his shirt. Once he grabbed what he needed, Joshua locked the doors of his home and placed the keys in his pocket, before he moved towards the empty street. Some soundtrack. He thought as he placed his wireless earphones on his ears and put on some music.
Juss wakin' up in tha mornnin', gotta thank God
He immediately jumps on his new skateboard in order to make his way to his location.
I don't know but today seems kinda odd
No barkin' from the dog, no smog
And momma cooked a breakfast with no hog
I got my grub on, but didn't pig out
Finally got a call from a girl I wanna dig out
Hooked it up fo' later as I hit the do'
He rode down the street at a relatively normal speed with perfect balance.
Thinkin', "Will I live another twenty-fo'?"
I gotta go 'cause I got me a drop top
And if I hit the switch, I can make the ass drop
Had to stop, at a red light
Lookin' in my mirror, not a jacker in sight
Turning to the corner, he noticed some cars passing by but he easily avoided them and continued to ride down the street.
… And everything is alright
I got a beep from Kym, and she can fuck all night
Called up the homies and I'm akksin' y'all
Arriving at another corner, he saw a car going to the direction that he was going, so he grabbed the car's behind in order to get a free ride.
Which park, are y'all playin' basketball?
Get me on the court and I'm trouble
Last week fucked around and got a triple-double
Freakin' niggas every way like M.J.
I can't believe, today was a good day
Once the necessity for a ride was done, Joshua let go of the car, but took a very decent impulse that allowed him to continue his path with a decent velocity.
… Drove to the pad, and hit the showers
Didn't even get no static from them cowards
'Caus jus' yesterday, dem fools tried ta blast me
Saw da police, and they rolled right past me
No flexin', didn't even look in a nigga's direction
As I ran the intersection
Went to Short Dog's house, they was watchin' Yo! MTV Raps
Soon enough, he arrived at his first destination. A black van with a peace symbol painted in purple on it.
… What's the 'haps on the craps?
Shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em up, shake 'em!
Why the fuck did he park here? The boy with heterochromia thought as he approached the door for the driver's seat after he turned off the music, took off his earphones, and placed it on his bag. And he even let the thing open. He thought in annoyance before he entered the car. Taking a look at the back of the van, it was decorated in a green color, with posters of naked women on the sides, there was an orange sleeping bag, a fan, a portable heater, a small refrigerator and lots and lots of bags of Marijuana that were hidden inside the small refrigerator.
After a sigh, he pulled out his phone.
Joshua: Can you see where he is at the moment?
He received an address.
Alright. Moving to the driver's seat, Joshua decided to hotwire the van. And...Here...We...Go... He thought as the van started.
Once Joshua arrived at the destination by driving the van, he left the vehicle in a secluded area alongside several other cars. Then he went to search for the owner of the van. It was a scrawny brown haired guy in his late teens that always wore an ugly purple hat with that peace symbol. He was also wearing a green hoodie, brown jeans and a white T-shirt that had a mustard stain on it. His name PJ, Joshua never really bothered to know his actual name and frankly, he didn't really care.
Once he saw his target, Joshua immediately moved towards the guy. The black haired boy placed his skateboard on the straps of his messenger bag.
"Dude, I'm telling you, this is high quality?" PJ was speaking with a guy, trying to sell him some weed. As he did that, however, Joshua "accidentally" bumped into him. "Hey!"
"Sorry." Joshua apologized before he kept walking.
"Stupid kid." PJ spoke before moving back to look at the guy, not realizing that Joshua put something inside of his hoodie's pocket.
The Serial Killer then made his way towards a big and nice looking house where a house party was going down. The house had two floors, had a worn-out color on the walls. Passing through a bit of grass, he arrived at the back of the house where a bunch of people were dancing to a loud music and jumping on a swimming pool. I hate that song. He thought before he placed the earphones on his ear, not to listen to anything but to cover his ears so he wouldn't hear the music that was playing. As he stepped there, some people actually noticed him and he could tell that they were talking about him. But his ears were covered, so he couldn't hear them and he really didn't care. Moving past the pool, the boy with emo hair arrived at a glass door that seemed to lead to a living room where a bunch of people a few years older than him were dancing, too distracted to notice him. On his left, there was a nice looking kitchen where the counter was filled with bottles of alcoholic substances. Approaching, he noticed that the kitchen had people there, a bunch of guys in their underwear, clearly because they just got all of the pool. They were knocking out shots of whiskey and laughing like morons.
But Joshua didn't really care, he just made his way to the refrigerator in order to see what was inside. Which wasn't much, some leftover sandwich, yogurt that seemed to be expired, ketchup, mustard and a glass bottle filled with milk. Eh... He grabbed the milk there and opened it in order to check if it was spoiled. It wasn't, so he grabbed a plastic cup that he saw on the counter. As he was filling his cup up, he noticed the guys staring at him. The boy simply ignored them before he placed the glass bottle back on the refrigerator and closed it.
Only to notice a guy standing behind it, trying to talk to him, but he couldn't hear anything. Taking the wireless earphones out of his ear exposing himself to the awful music, in order to hear what the guy was saying.
"How old are you?" A tall guy with a stocky physique and a buzz cut wearing white trunks asked him.
Joshua simply drank from his cup very slowly before responding to him. "Doesn't matter, I'm just looking for the bathroom." He bluntly told the guy.
"What?!" The guy heard him loud and clear. "Who the fuck let you in?!"
Once again, Joshua drank from his cup slowly before answering. "The door was open." It was true.
"Look, get the fuck out of here, this ain't a place for you." The guy rudely told him to get out of there.
It was understandable though, so Joshua would let it pass. The boy with emo hair then finished his cup of milk before responding to it. "Would you kindly tell me where the bathroom is?" He asked politely. "I really need to use it and my house is kind of far away."
The guy sighed. "Upstairs, first door on the right." He told Joshua." But get out once you're done."
"Okay, thanks." He placed the empty cup on the guy's hand before he moved to find the stairs.
Passing through the other guys in trunks, Joshua moved back to the living room where several people were dancing. He moved his head to see some of the girls there, some had really cute butts and watched as they shaked them. Luckily, he arrived at the stairs and quickly made his way. Unlike downstairs, it was empty on the second floor, moving to the right like the guy said, Joshua made his way to the first floor, though as he did, he noticed some portraits on the wall. Oh, so it's his house. The portraits were of the guy that just told Joshua to get out of the party.
Arriving at the first door on the right, Joshua noticed that it was a pretty messy bathroom, with stuff knocked on the floor, towel on top of the shower drain and a lot of other stuff not worth mentioning.
"Damn..." It was Joshua's opinion about the messy bathroom. Closing the door behind him and locking it, Joshua moved towards the toilet in order to take a leak. As he was peeing however, he felt his cell phone vibrating. After he finished, he closed the toilet seat and sat on top of it to check his phone.
Terrence: What's up?
Joshua: Sup.
He placed his messenger bag with his skateboard still strapped on it, on his lap.
Terrence: Check!
Terrence sent him a video. Before he pressed the play on the video, Joshua decided to finally light that Cigar that Rhett had given to him. Reaching for his extra pocket on his cargo pants, he grabbed the cigar and placed it on his mouth. Then he opened his bag and grabbed a lighter and a cigar cutter that he used to cut to tip. Then he lightened the cigar, placed it on his mouth and began to smoke it. Then he checked the video, which showcased a shootout occurring between a street game and the police right in front of Terrence's apartment. Shit... He thought as it zoomed and showed a guy shooting at a police car with an submachine gun that Joshua can't really identify due to the distance.
Joshua: Reason behind it?
Terrence: I don't think it matters man.
Joshua: You're probably right.
He puffed out some smoke from his mouth before continuing to text his friend.
Joshua: Wanna hang out tomorrow?
Terrence: Can't.
Terrence: Grandpa wants me to help with some shit after school.
Joshua: Okay.
He enjoyed the taste of the cigar.
Terrence: So, did you and Lydia fucked?
Joshua rolled his eyes in response.
Joshua: No.
Terrence: WIMP!
He chuckled in response.
Terrence: Anyway, I'm gonna drop dead now.
Joshua: Good night.
Terrence: Night.
After finishing his texting with Terry, Joshua continued to enjoy the taste of the cigar. A few minutes passed by, and he stayed there until the cigar was completely burned. As soon as it was, Joshua stood up, opened the toilet and tossed the last bit of cigar in the toilet and flushed. He adjusted his bag as he watched the cigar disappear down the toilet.
Time to bounce. He thought as he opened the door in order to leave that house. But as soon as he opened the door, he noticed some noise coming from his left. Turning his head to the left and slightly leaning his head out of the door frame. He saw two people trying to open the door. Or, more precisely, a guy trying to open the door while holding a girl that was barely standing. Is she drunk or did he put something on her drink? Both are bad but the latter is much worse. Soon enough, the guy opened the door and pulled the barely reacting girl inside the room and closed the door behind him. Shit... Joshua thought as he slowly moved past the door frame and walked towards the door, he tried to open but realized that it was locked. Ah, shit! He thought as he immediately reached inside his messenger bag for his lockpick in order to unlock the door. It only took him ten seconds to unlock that simple lock.
Opening the door slowly, he saw that it was a couple's room, it was quite bland with only a few pictures on the wall, a chair with a bookshelf and a lamp next to it and a wardrobe. But then he saw the couple's bed there, where the guy placed the clearly drugged girl on top of it. No way that she's just drunk. He could tell.
The guy was a big and relatively overweight looking guy, but he looked strong. He had short hair black in a slickback style and was wearing matching blue jeans and a denim jacket. The girl was a beautiful dark skinned girl with curly hair.
The guy was striping her naked. But while he did, Joshua placed his bag on the floor and pulled out a pair of rubber gloves and put them on. Then he removed his emo hair from his green eye. Once the girl was completely naked, the guy started to take off his clothes as well. An exceptionally unpleasant sight, which Joshua decided to take advantage of. The boy started to remove the shoelaces of his left shoe as the guy unbuttoned the black shirt that he was wearing under that jacket. But once his shoelaces were off, he slightly rolled each end of it on his hands. The guy took off his top and wasted no time in removing his pants in an uncontrollable anticipation. Sadly, his anticipation was short lived, since as he was distracted by the girl's named body, he didn't notice the boy with heterochromia entering the room stealthily while closing the door behind him, not completely as it would make a noise.
The moment that the guy was naked and was about to jump the girl, Joshua wrapped the shoelace around his neck from behind and kicked the back of his knee, causing him to fall back due to Joshua's pulling him by the neck. The two fell on the floor with Joshua using all of his strength to straggle the rapist using the shoelace that he wrapped around his neck. The rapist struggled but Joshua's positioning didn't allow him any room to escape him. The struggle that the guy was doing would have attracted a lot of attention, if there wasn't very loud music going on downstairs and a lot of people dancing.
One,two,three,four,five,six,seven, eight,nine,ten, That was the time it took for the guy to stop struggling. Eleven, twelve, thirteen, fourteen, fifteen, sixteen, seventeen, eighteen, nineteen, twenty. That was the time it took for him to die.
With that, Joshua let go of the guy and unwrapped his shoelace from around his neck. Standing from the floor afterwards and taking a deep breath before exhaling air. Moving to the door in order to check if there was someone in the corridor, he grabbed his bag from the floor and closed the door. His head then moved to the bed, where he saw the attractive dark skinned girl with her eyes closed and she was unmoving but breathing. The boy observed her naked body for a bit before he decided to go grab a blanket on the wardrobe and cover her with it. Beautiful.
Then he moved towards the guy to check on him. Disgusting. He checked under the bed, which was empty. Good hiding spot since the bed sheets covered nicely and someone would only notice something if they actually checked. He thought before he started to drag the guy and put him under the bed, no easy task, but he managed. He hid the guys clothes under there as well, not before he took a cellphone from his disgusting jeans just to check his name. Harold Plenu, no password, ignored messages to a girl named Joyce. That was his name, he memorized all of his victims names and the girl's name was apparently Joyce.
Joshua actually used his phone to make a phone call to the police.
"911, what's your emergency?"
"Hi, there is a guy selling drugs to a bunch of teenagers. The address is 6366 Hackett Burgs. He is driving a van with the license plate; WB 06 F 5977. There is some kind of house party going on with loads of alcohol and some of the people there are clearly underaged. Kindly send an officer here to put an end to it please."
Dropping the phone on the floor, Joshua actually proceeded to put the lace back on his shoes. It took two minutes to do that and once his shoelaces were put back, he stomped on the phone but picked it back up and put it inside his pocket in order for him to dispose of it somewhere on the way home.
Joshua then moved towards the window of the room which led to the side of the house. He looked through the window for a bit in order to check if there was anyone outside. There wasn't, so Joshua decided to open the window and without any second thoughts, he jumped down and landed on his feet.
Super crowded party, lots of possible suspects, no one knew who I was, no clue left other than a cup in a party filled with used cups. The boy with emo hair thought about all of the details as he walked away from the house.