《Fuck Off | Slashers》Chapter Ten -:- Not Anymore
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I wake up from my peaceful sleep to my alarm. It was 6:30 in the morning. I had to go and pick up Alicia, I couldn't last night I had 'stuff' to-do and couldn't pick her up, plus I kinda got hurt. I should've known there was gonna be another guy. Let's just say we had a cat fight, I had a scratch mark on my wrist, and a cut on my cheek from a knife that was slashed at me.
Don't worry tho I'm fine, I guess I've been more reckless. I texted Wyatt telling him I'm on my way, he replies back with an okay. I get in my car and start driving, with the radio blasting. I soon get there, text him letting him know I'm outside. I turned down the radio seeing the door open, him carrying my sleeping daughter in his hand. He quietly and softly walks over to the car and open the door. Putting her in the seat and buckled her up as well as putting her baggie on the ground inside the car.
As he starts walking back he stops. And looks to me.
"We're did you get the cut?" He asks me, with a smug look, kinda like the one the man gave me last night. Realization hits me as my eyes open. He's the man from last night.
"Oh you know, things" I say looking at him with a smirk making him shutter, I know he won't tell anyone because he'd have to tell them he was also a girl. Thank god o stopped it and she got out safely, and unfortunately so did he. 'If only you didn't forget your gun last night' I drive off and head home, I called the daycare and told them I wasn't bringing in Alicia today.
I walk in the door with my daughter in my arms and a bag in the other looking and seeing some of the killers sit on my couch watching tv. I walk upstairs not even bothering closing the front door. I put my daughter in her bed and put the bag I'll deal with it later, I walk out the door slamming it on my way, alerting the other killers. As they jumped up and walked out the door behind me.
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"Darling, what's wrong?" Asked Hannibal, I look at him with a smirk
"Nothing, just gotta tie up some lose ends." I reply looking at him.
"Lose ends?" Billy asks
"Yeah I gotta take out the trash" I tell him making some of them look at me in confusion "ya know" using my thumb and dragging it across my neck
"Who?" Stu asks Michel looking at me wondering the same thing.
"Wyatt Demarco" I say mad at myself not knowing how I didn't know, I knew him for a while I was friends with him. Tears start coming to my eyes.
"Friend of yours Darling?" Hannibal called out as I turned to walk away making me turn back to him with a smirk and all emotion gone from my face, and most likely my soul as well.
"Not anymore." I say and turn around walking to the car before I get in I check my gun full amo, I then check to make sure I have my knives. I soon get into the car and drive to his house, as soon as I get there.
I walk up to the house, and break a window quietly and jump in. I start checking every room in the house with my gun, and you might be wonder why my gun, or won't it make a big noise. It won't I bought a silencer and I've been using it ever since. I finally make it to his room, not seeing him in there. I walk in, dumb move right. I get shoved and pinned to the wall, by him and man I used to look at as a brother a friend, someone who meant a lot to me.
"I knew you'd come back" he says with a smirk "I got ready!" He mumbles, I look to him in confusion before looking at him fully, if your thinking he's naked....
He's not, but he almost is, he's literally only wearing boxers like what the hell do I look like to you, I mean id like to think I look like a killer but who knows anymore. I stand there in shock for a second before feeling the process of my button being un-done (in her shirt btw), I growl but soon notice I dropped my gun. As to where I start reaching for my knives. As I'm still reaching for one, he finishes un-buttoning my shirt, I soon feel a emotion that I haven't felt since that night fear. Uncontrollable fear.
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He started reaching to un-button my bra, I start seeing red fill my vision. As I kick him in the nuts, I had finally gotten a shot. I grabbed my knives. Tears wanted to fall from my eyes but I make them go away he doesn't deserve my sympathy, I growl as I bend over, and sit over him and start stabbing him. And cutting his face until I feel satisfied with my work. I quickly pick up my gun and put my signature flower on him, smirking. And happy another monster like him was out of this world.
I walk to his daughter and Son's shared room and see them sleeping, my eyes linger and look over the body of they'res that was un-covered by the blanket I see bruises, tears fill my eyes these poor children. Son of a bitch. I should've killed him slower. He's been hurting them this whole time, why didn't she come to me.
I quickly leave, tears of anger in my eyes. As soon as I got home, shirt still torn and I'm-buttoned I sit there in my living room throwing things out of anger and knowing I would have to clean It up soon.
I walk up the stairs passing the shocked killers, blood still literally all over me. In my hair, on my chest and stomach, even my face and hands. I enjoyed this kill, and I will always enjoy the kills I make, they deserve it. 'Right?'
I walk into the bathroom and take a shower. I walk out in a towel because I was so mad, I just wanted to get his filthy blood off of me. I walk to my room and get dressed in black ripped jeans and a marvel shirt. I check on my daughter as I walk in, I quickly check her and make sure she's okay. She had no sign which I was happy of my daughter was okay my pride and joy is okay. I soon walk out to give her privacy to sleep, I start walking down the stairs to see the boys cleaning up my mess I smile softly at them as they look at me, I walk up to each and hug them, I don't really know why tho
"Thank you guys, but I've got it." I mumble to them.
"Nonsense you go upstairs and take a nap!" Hannibal says to me making me smile
"Are you sure it's okay?" I say sincerely, seeing Michel nod
"Yeah, go take a nap." Stu and Billy say in sync. I smile as I'm walking up the stairs, I stop
"Thank you" and keep walking hearing faint your welcomes and don't mention it's. I can already tell Michaels head nodded in your welcome. I walk to my room and my bed. Falling asleep in no time. I had been in the dream world a ton of times and getting to know Freddy has been great, he's been telling me how he's been trying to get out.
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