How To Date A Killer - Alasdair Mackenzie (best autobiographies to read txt) 📗

identify who might be her killer. Chapter 2

 

BRETT'S POV

 

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Where was I you asked in the small murder? I was simply eating my dinner then I decided to wait at the living room for Hansel to finish but now, I have to keep a close eye, once he starts to shed the first blood, he'll keep on doing it.I heard foot steps and grunts coming down from the stairs. He was carrying the now dead Stacey down the stairs. He drentched her with various perfume and alcohol so she looked like she was only sleeping and knocked out cold from drinking way too much.

 

"Remember love, I am doing this for you." He would always remind me. I nod in every response but think to myself, and for his own lust.

 

I still wondered, since sophomore year of highschool, if Hansel would drive the knife to my chest, and continue to stab me until I breathe my last. I changed the channel to The Walking Dead and settled on the program until the next new episode came on.

 

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HANSEL'S POV

 

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After cleaning up the bloody mess, I stuffed her dead carcass inside a black trash bag and began to elimate her, making sure no law enforcers would ever find her or identify who might be her killer. Doing my best attempt not to gag from the various smell of perfume I drentched all over her to hide her deceased scent. I poured multiple cans of beer in her mouth so if questioned, she drank too much.

 

The words I said to Brett were very much true but I knew too well, he beg to differ. If I were to do this for lust, it be more than just women and one victim. I dumpped Stacey and cleaned the fingerprints, leaving no murdering evidence, and no trace for anyone to find me.

 

I had been hunted down once but was given up when the cops decided not to search for me since they claimed "no more murders" but oh god no, there will always be murder. Murder is apart of life, that's what makes the world go round, murdering.

 

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I return home to find Brett lying dead asleep on the couch, the TV still on. I glances as the pictures moved. The zombies of The Walking Dead devouring their victim as he cried out in agony, begging for the pain to stop. I was surprised to see my Brett was fasinated by the TV series, he's even reading the comics and it's a hell lot more bloody than this.

 

I know, I am a killer, not exactly well known, but I'm no zombie. I'll leave the cannibalism to the zombies and Hannibal Lector, they do a finer job and human meat? Not my cup of tea. I rather stab my victims, hide 'em without evidence, without a trace, like Jack the Ripper though my idol is Ted Bundy and Jeffrey Dahmer.

 

I smiled down at at sweet innocent Brett and carefully picked him up bridal style. My princess, my innocent boy, never will cry guilty or not guilty. Never will shed blood or have even a drop on him anywhere. Brett's mine and mine alone.Gently, I place Brett down on him bed, he began to stir and moan for a second before he settled in the warmth of the soft bed. I am starting to get jealous of a stupid pillow now, he's cuddling with it. Grrrr.....

 

I shook my head and carefully pulled the covers over his body and up his shoulders before I leaned in to give him a light kiss. I remembered his mother telling us a kiss goodnight keeps the nightmares away. I believed her but now, no amount of kisses will take away my current nightmare.

 

The nightmare of me holding the bloody body of my Brett whom I killed in a fit of rage and blood lust, by my own hands, haunted me the very first day I asked him out. It hasnt stopped then.

 

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BRETT'S POV

 

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I woke up on the bed the covers warming my body from head to toe as I reluncantly got myself up to take a shower. As the warm water rushing down from above and hitting down on my body, I scrub myself with the bar of soap we have.

 

Once I was cleaned, I turned off the water and grabbed a near by towel, drying myself and my hair before I wrapped it around my waist and stepped out of the shower/bathroom. Hansel called just in time and the smell of popcorn filled my nostrils.

 

Oh why couldn't I have been immune to smell. Hansel KNEW popcorn got me going, I loved the taste, loved the smell. Curse you creators of this deliciousness known as popcorn!I quickly gotten myself dressed in PJ's and ran down the stairs. When I made it down, Hansel was getting the blankets. The bowl of popcorn and drinks were on the table, it seemed a little much for just two and the bowl was quite quite big but surrounding it were smaller bowls.

 

Hansel chuckled, "I thought I invite a couple more people like us in some ways. Since you know me as well, a murderer, you might as well know what Kyler is," Hansel started, placing the blankets down. "Kody's boyfriend, Cain, is a theif, so he'll steal a few stuff but don't worry if he get's bored of it, he'll return it without you noticing if not...then say good-bye to it forever."

 

I nodded and claimed my spot on the couch and blanket and stared at the blank TV before I heard the doorbell ring. I was too exhausted to get up, well lazy, so Hansel happily obolidge to get the door. Out or in came Kyler with his boyfriend Cain."Wait!" Shouted Kody as he looked through his pants then sneered at Cain. "Cain, give me back my keys."

 

Cain pouted and took the keys out, "aww but sweety, they shiney, I want them" but Kody shook his hand and demanded Cain to hand them other. I couldn't help but snicker, it was funny.

 

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We decided on three movies, an action, horror, and last comedy. Kody chose Red for action, Cain and Hansel chose Jun-On The Grudge for horror and I chose Grown Ups for comedy. They were all a win win and we all liked all three vids.

 

Red was up first and since Kody chose it, he got to start it up. Turned out he didn't need our help with the DVD player, he knew exactly what to do. Genius boy Kody was. After he pressed play he jumpped next to Cain and wrapped himself around his boy.I felt Hansel wrapped his arms around me and a blanket covered us, after that movie was over, it was both Hansel and Cain's turn to put in Jun-On. When it began to play, I felt myself wrapping myself tighter around Hansel.

 

"Don't worry, I'll protect you." He teased, I sneered playfully before I planted a kiss on his cheek but not the lips.

 

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It was nearly half-way towards the ending of Grown-Ups and already I was falling asleep and so was Kody, I glanced over towards him, he looked like a teddy bear cuddled up against Cain, fast asleep. He snored every now and then which made it even more cute. I just wanted to pinch his cheek and give him mommy kisses.

 

"Don't you dare." Cain snarled quietly at me. Was I thinking out-loud? I felt myself heat up in embarressment before I knew it, Hansel was laughing quietly and shook his head.

 

"Your impression gave it away. You were making kissing faces." He whispered. Now I'm really embarressed. Oh god strike me dead.

 

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HANSEL'S POV

 

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I gave Cain and Kody the guest bedroom kept down-stairs while I carried a sleeping Brett up the stairs and into our bedroom. I tucked him in beofre I joined in next to him, as if on cue, and wake, he immediately wrapped himself to me like a kola bear.

 

A smile formed on his lips as I held him closer to me and let sleep take over me, a sleeping Brett taking over my body but oh if only he didn't cuddle higher, he's gonna be the death of me with his oh powerful cuddling up to the neck.

 

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I was running. Running long and hard. My feet were aching but I was running. Loud noises from afar, muffled as I ran down further. No, I had not committed a murder but someone was after me. I didn't know who but whoever it was, I didn't want to know.

 

"Stop or he gets it!" A female voice screeched. God, a female? I stopped on my running tracks when I saw her holding Brett, a knife she was holding near the base of this throat. My eyes widen in both fear and anger.The girl smiled sweetly, "that's a good boy Hansel. Now drop your knife and come to me, you know and I know we're meant to be together. I will never hurt you again, I was a fool into leaving, come to me sweety. Come, come, come..."

 

Her voice echoed in my head as if there were more than one. The world started to spin and soon more of her were joining in, telling me to "come". I was out of my mind!

 

WAKE UP!!!

 

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I woke up the next day with Brett shaking me in fear. He was scared of me, he looked down at me with puppy eyes, he was dressed for hell I mean school. I groaned and got myself up to take a shower and get dressed.

 

After I got dressed the sweet aroma of pancakes filled the air. I practically flew down the flight of stairs and into the kitchen. I knew Cain was a good cook but I never knew he was THAT good. Why wasn't he the "mother", now that was a funny mystery."Oh look, he who sleeps like a rock finally awakens and is dressed! Oh, he deserves a cherry." Cain teased putting a cherry on my pancake. I rolled my eyes and took a seat next to Brett.

 

When breakfast was served, we ate until our stomachs were full and we looked like pregnant women. Fat and happy with the pancake inside of us like babies.

 

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School's fun, gives me time to check out my next victim. Yes, I still had that killer, lustful desire to shed some blood but never will I do that in public. Suddenly, a shout for help came.It was Brett's.

 

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BRETT'S POV

 

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I could only watch in horror as Kody was being thrown to the ground and taunted at, I was being held, my arms behind me by a jock-bully. Cain was no where to be found, I hope he or Hansel heard me cry for help before my screams were muffled by a beafy sweaty hand....gross."Now, now, now. What am I going to do with the both of you?" Justin, the leader of all that is brutal and stupid asked in the most taunting way, playing with Kody's glasses as if he were about to break them but doesn't. He's really good at suspense I'll give him that but he and his friends are TOTAL ASSHOLES!

 

Justin stopped to look at the bruised and crying Kody, he knelt down at his level and smirked before he showed the glasses right in front of his