CHAPTER SEVEN
I flew down to the ground near the cemetery where we were buried with Saix by my side. It was a year since Saix got his black wings, but I still would call him "my angel" every now and then due to how he still was in my eyes. He was innocent besides the fact that he fell in love with someone horrific. I held his hand and walked along the road before he asked, "So? What's with you demons being able to turn human?"
"Oh, would you like to try that little trick? That's one thing I haven't taught you yet," I suggested and Saix just shrugged before posing, "What's the point?" I answered leaning on his shoulder, "To disguise ourselves because some of us have a nasty habit of possessing humans." I took him onto the grass and touched his lips to mine before casting the spell on myself and sending it into Saix, making both of us lose our wings and become visible to the human eye. I released our kiss and took his hand back with a smile. He glanced behind himself and seemed a bit shocked.
"Now that's an odd feeling... not having wings at all." Saix shifted, looking behind him.
"Isn't it? You'll get use to it though. The weirdest feeling is knowing you can't fly away from danger," I insisted before I began walking onward again. Saix replied, sounding a bit nervous, "Sounds as if it can have some dire consequences." I shrugged though, admitting, "Only if you're not careful." He gave a nod to that before becoming silent.
As we reached the cemetery, I noticed a gravestone next to Reno's... where mine was. I released Saix's hand and jogged up to it at first thinking someone dug me up for some imbecile, but I read the stone and it was my name written on it with my birth date and my death date!
"Who did that?" Saix asked as he wrapped his arms around my waist. I shrugged honestly not knowing, I could only think of one person who'd do that for me. I heard footsteps behind me and I turned as my lover let go of me and I saw Lea walking down the street. Lea excitedly waved to me and he looked quite a bit older now, growing his hair out like mine, except he chose to have bangs. He had a more Goth sense of style to him now as well.
"Did you do this?" I asked pointing to the actual headstone above my body. Lea simply nodded as he informed, "Yeah, I did. I thought I should when I got the money. That was the first thing I wanted to invest in actually. Though, I had Isa do the engraving on it since, you know, you're still pretty known. It would weird as Hell if told someone else to put your info on the stone." I nodded to that, knowing far too well. I added, folding my arms, "Yeah… especially after that stunt I pulled those years back."
"Oh, yeah… How's your arm?" my kin asked and I showed him, replying, "Healed, but it took almost a month for it to even start to do so. I knew it would. Holy water is a bitch to deal with as a demon." I took a sigh before realizing Lea had never properly met Saix. I pointed to my lover and introduced, "By the way, Lea? This is Saix... that angel I told you about. He's my one and only now." He then then picked me up from around my waist making me squeal and kick as he replied, "Some thing for a rapist to say!" He set me down and I elbowed him in the stomach playfully. Lea looked a bit surprised by those words though. I just nodded and simply said, "I wasn't a very nice person..." Lea asked, seeming curious, "Did you ever keep a journal of everything you did? I know some serial killers did that."
"You're actually interested and not scared shitless?" I posed and he shook his head. I mentioned, "Well, yeah, I did. I have no idea if my house is up still though."
"We can go check, wouldn't that be something to see your old place again?" Lea asked. As I thought about that, I wasn't sure how I'd feel going back to my old house if it was still up. Though, it would be interesting to see it again, I loved it there. It was nice and cozy and I always kept the place smelling like cider and smoke from the fire place.
"You know what? Why not? It'll be interesting for me to see the place again and for you as well, right, Saix?" I hinted a bit at my further plans if we hadn't been killed that day and my lover just grinned and kissed my neck. I took his hand and gestured for Lea to follow. We walked down a street that trees filled and as we arrived, my driveway still loomed and as I glanced down, the grass had overgrown along with the shrubbery by my house.
"You lived here?" Lea questioned, sounding in awe. I nodded and replied, "Yes, a lovely house, isn't it? It was cleaner when I was alive..." I sighed and walked up to the place, squeezing through the bushes to get to my door. I turned the handle and to my surprise, it opened. Cobwebs and dust covered everything, but for now, it just looked old and unkempt and not like some murder's home. Glancing up to the ceiling, rotting wood loomed above us, making the house seem unsafe for the living. The floor creaked more than I remember as well. Gazing around, I couldn't ignore the black mold that had started to grow by the edged of the floor. Although, I still had all the vivid memories of this place once being very homey. My eyes shifted to the couch that looked bitten into and torn, as if mice had gotten at it, but I still remember sitting there with countless victims as I lured them into my trap soeasily withsuch a false sense of hope and misled dreams of being with a man as attractive as I was. Everywhere in the house gave me those memories actually. Especially the kitchen.
"Mmm, Axel… I've never smelled anything better than what you're making right now," a cute blonde informed me. He was number nine of my victims and I felt like I was drowning in murder heaven. The luring, watching as they believed every little lie I fed them. Even that gave me a thrill, but more so was watching as they slowly realized I wasn't who I was making myself out to be. I had no morals or conscious which is what made it so easy to give people heaven before giving them Hell. Demyx was no different than the rest, in fact, I felt like he was more easily lured than most. I said I could give him a killer massage and make him a meal fit for royalty andhewas swooned. The meal I made him smelled delicious and even had me watering at the mouth just a tad. I pulled a fork full and blew on it before offering it to Demyx. He happily ate the offering, moaning as he chewed. He insisted, "This is the best thing I've ever tasted."
"Oh, yeah? Mm, I've never made this before so I'm happy it came out good," I explained with a smile. I kissed his nose, making the blonde blush. I giggled and continued cooking. Though, I shooed him playfully into the living room and prepared plates for us and milk my twin had brought me. I had everything carefully balanced on me when I came into the living room and told him "Take a plate and glass before I drop something." He laughed and did as I told him to. When I could, I plopped next to him and Demyx rested against me.
"Best date I've ever had," he admitted and on the outside, I played out surprised and shy: "Oh… he-he, really? Gee… all I did was cook." Though on the inside, I was beginning to plot how I wanted to end this fucker's life. He was so naive. Demyx spoke, interrupting my thoughts, "Really though. It's hard to find gay men… It's something you can't just say out loud you know."
"Of course. Why do you think my home is secluded? I don't like being caught. I'd hate to be hanged just because I like my playtime with men," I lied and his eyes grew a little and he posed "Playtime? You're not proposing to have at it with me on our first date? Are you?" I swore to myself, but I forced myself to relax and insisted, "Demy, don't worry yourself. Just eat. I'm sure I can change your mind a little by giving you a nice massage, entrance you with my smooth words?But don't feel pressured, decide what you want after that, alright?" He can decide, but I always make the final call and I excite myself far too much on these special dates.
"Thank you, Axel. I knew you'd be good to me," he informed and I smiled and just nodded. Sure, good and nasty.
After we finished eating, Demyx was relaxing beside me and that's when I decided to begin my magic and took my hands to his shoulders and at first, he gasped, but I kissed him between his shoulders, telling him, "Calm yourself, darling. Let me relax you and take away your fears, your sorrows. Let them all suppress." The blonde took a deep sigh and relaxed as I began massaging his muscles deeper.
"My, my, someone has some very tight muscles. I'm sure your life if very stressful," I insisted, feeling many knots in his back. He sighed and admitted, "Kinda. I'm not really one to like doing work. I rather strum my sitar actually." My eyes widened as he said that, something I could distract him with, "Mm? You play instruments? Cute and talented." The laugh that bubbled from my throat was seductive in efforts to woo him, making him feel as if I really cared. I then told him in the same tone, "You'll have to play for me some time."
"Ah…ah, Axel… You using that tone, it does things to me…" I raised a brow and whispered into his ear ,"What does it do, Demyx? Tell me in great detail." I began sliding my hands down his back to his hips and then to his thighs which made him gasp, but sex was already on my mind. I was having it tonight whether he wanted it or blonde's breathing was getting raspy as he told me, "You're turning me on… really badly… I can't do this…?
"Child of God?" I had to ask and I frowned to myself. Damn God-freaks. I began kissing his neck, making him moan, but he insisted, "Axel, please stop… It feels good, but I can't…" I demanded at that,trying my best to convince him, "Sin with me… I won't tell anyone. Besides, sinning can be a joy."
"God will still know and I'll never end up in Heaven… I'd never be able to forgive myself," Demyx told me and tried to stand, but from under the cushion of the couch, I pulled out a piece of fabric and quickly wrapped it around his neck and he gasped for the moment that he could. I watched as he clawed at his neck.
"Fine… I'll do all the sinning and I'll love every moment of it, too," I told him, now nibbling on his ear. He now, instead of enjoying this, was trying to run, but I wasn't having that. He was still horny and that's all I needed. I stoodandreached for a wrench and smiled, laughing as I told him, "We're playing together whether you want it or not. I released his throat only a tad and he quickly began choking as air was able to flow again.
"You're insane! How can you become someone so different?!" he screamed and I shrugged before whacking his knees with the wrench and Demyx screamed, or started to. My hand was quick to cover his mouth so he'd be at least a little quieter. Once I had him immobilized, I shoved the cloth into his mouth and dragged him downstairs into my cellar and into the room that showed how truly evil I was. I tied his hands to the bed and glanced to him from the above angle. I slid my finger under his chin in a charming way with a smile.
"You know, Demyx. I have a thing for blonds. They're so stupid and naive that it's easy for them to be lured into my lies," I insisted before kissing his nose. I them posed curiously, "You did enjoy dinner, yes?" He was shaking his head and I sighed. I corrected, "I didn't ask if you're enjoying yourself now. I asked about dinner." He didn't answer me and I sighed yet again. I told him as I began undressing myself, "Fine. Don't answer me. I already know the answer anyways from how youwereswooning over me before. You're just a little frightened now and that brain of yours can no longer think coherently." He whined through the cloth and once I was undressed, I smirked to him and started to undo his pants, explaining as I did, "This is my second favorite part with all my victims. I'm a bit of a sex addict you know, but my all time favorite part of all of these, hm, well, you'll have to have to wait and see." I released his penis from his pants, pulling them down a bit more. I bent down, sliding my tongue up his chest at first and then proceeded to wet his penis before forcing him into my ass. Once I was on, I pleasured myself, rubbing my own penis, exhausting myself. Demyx screamed from my act, clearly not enjoying himself, but that didn't matter. What mattered was me and if I was enjoying myself and I certainly was. Once I enjoyed myself to my full extent, I slid out and wiped sweat from my forehead before dressing myself once again. I told him once my breathing was more normal, "Exhausting really, fucking yourself while fucking someone else? Not ideal, but it's what I'm use to. Now, for my all time favorite part because now…" I paused to spiff myself up and then continued, "You're nothing but a useless piece of shit to me!" All that came out of the blonde were more tears and screams, as expected. I smirked and grabbed a wrench I kept down here and broke his elbows and then untied his helpless self and dragged the screaming, limp body to my burn room; a cemented room with metal door I built myself. I sat him in the corner and took the cloth out finally.
"YOU'LL BE CAUGHT! YOU CAN'T LIVE LIKE THIS FOREVER! THE WORLD WILL NEVER FORGET YOU!" he screamed and I smirked. I tapped his nose and insisted, "That is what I want. To be remembered for my deeds. But not right now. Right now, I want to live in the shadows and be seen as nothing more than a sexy redhead and not a murderer." He screamed out, "And a rapist! YOU RAPED ME!" I nodded as he stated the obvious. I then stood and grabbed the can of gasoline I kept just outside the door and poured it on him as he screamed at me even more. Though, hm… it felt too early to just let him burn. Instead, I replaced the cloth in his mouth and went to grab my favorite knife. I smiled down at it and then came back into the room and shut the door.
"Killing you by fire is no fun. I need that feeling of blood soaked clothes, I crave it," I told him and he screamed through the cloth as I forced him to his back and straddled him. I cut his shirt with the knife before gently sliding the blade along his skin, deciding out loud, "Hmm… where should I cut? Not your heart, you'll die too quickly, not your stomach, you just ate. Hm, how about right here?!" I quickly stabbed him to the left of his heart, letting his blood squirt onto me and with each stab I created next, I enjoyed it more and more. Though, soon I felt the life begin to leave him and figured now I could rid this world of him forever. I retrieved the rag from his mouth and got off of him and went to grab a pack of matches from the room after setting my knife and rag down. When I came back, I gently waved to the nearly lifeless Demyx as I shut the door. I then stuck the match and threw it over the door and let the fire consume him.
"Axel? Are you okay?" asked a voice and my eyes grew before turned and noticed Lea and Saix. I slowly nodded before telling them, "Yeah… yeah, just… It all hit me as I walked inside and started looking around. I remember everything and all the details of my victims and one in particular I just had this vivid memory of…" I gazed around at the place's beauty for a few moments longer before I mentioned, "Come on, in the cellar is where things get eerie." I walked that way and opened the door seeing it was nearly pitch black. Though, good thing for me being able to wield fire. I lit my hand on fire, which impressed Lea yet again. I smiled to him and walked down the concrete steps slowly remembering all my victims as I dragged them down the steps to their Hell. Their screams echoed in my head, leaving me feeling like one fucked up person. As I stepped off the last stair, I mentioned staring down a door, "In there is where I killed and raped everyone, contemplated my next victims... I let that room hold the dark secrets of me. I always kept that door locked..." I sighed and walked up towards it. I grabbed the key I kept on the ledge of the door frame and unlocked the door and upon opening it, I released a stench that could make the devil ill. The blood and other disgusting fluids that soaked into the mattress were all I could smell. Though, ignoring that, I went up to desk in there and rampaged through old papers, folders, boxes finding all sorts of things Lea found interesting. Though I noticed both Saix and Lea were holding their noses and I really couldn't blame them. I soon enough also found a knife I failed to clean in a drawer as well.
"Saix, could you light a flame instead so I have both of my hands?" I posed and my lover was right on that. I smiled and kissed his lips before putting out my hand and looking through books until I found a leather covered journal. I opened it and there were my entries of everything I did and towards the back I discovered I mentioned Saix or as I referred to him as "the blue haired fuck". I thought out loud, "Damn, I had no respect for anyone..." I then closed the book and glanced to my relative. I mentioned, handing him the journal, "Here, take it. I have no use for it anymore."
"Really? You want me to have it?"
"Sure, why not? You want to learn more about me, right? That journal will tell you more than you ever wanted to know. If you get sick reading it, my apologizes in advance," I answered and Lea smiled, but he also looked slightly nervous. He asked me, "What if someone asks me where I got it from? I can't say from you." I shrugged and replied, "Don't know. I guess you could say you came here by your own freewill and discovered it."
"True..." I patted his shoulder and urged "Come on, I'm going to puke if I stay in here any longer." Once I got Lea out and Saix, I locked the door again and gave the key to Lea as well. I informed, "That key not only opens this door, but every other door in the house. Feel free to explore sometime." We shared a smile before we all left the house and honestly, leaving made me feel better about myself somehow, knowing someone had everything accounted for and for as fucked up as I was, I still had family living that could tell you, perhaps not otherwise, but the reasons behind my behavior and that in of itself made me feel like an angel was sent to me to give me some form of hope. I could live my afterlife completely happy knowing that. Who knows, maybe even that angel was Saix.