WARNINGS: death

Mitch's POV
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"Seven billion people in the world, and you're overreacting because we killed one man."

"But-"

"Seven. Billion. People. Now quit your complaining and drink your smoothie."

"But Scott-" I protested.

"No buts." He shushed me, taking a sip of his own smoothie.

We had a dead body in the back of our car, inside a suitcase.
Scott Hoying, the love of my life, is known as a dangerous serial killer, and I'm now his sidekick.

My parents haven't talked to me for a year, because that's how long we've been dating.

If you take away the psycho-serial-killer part, he is actually a really nice, funny guy.

And he loves me.

But back to the dead body, Scott wanted to get revenge on a middle-school bully, so I suggested a prank, like egging or toilet-papering his house.

Scott suggested murdering him.

And knowing Scott, knowing he could get away with murder, or pretty much any crime, easily, I agreed.

So we did the deed, and we were then sitting outside a Starbucks, drinking smoothies.

I'm surprised no one recognized us.

Scott had been killing people for over 3 years, and he never got caught once.

This was my first time tagging along with him, and I was a nervous wreck.

But time passed, and it was almost a month after we killed the man, his name was Kevin, and we still hadn't been caught.

We traveled all around the country.

It was kind of fun.

"Next up, we have Kirstin, my ex-girlfriend from 9th grade." He declared one day.

"I'm up for that. Does she have a Facebook or Twitter?" I asked. I liked seeing what the people looked like before we killed them.

"Yes." He handed me his phone, and her Twitter was already up on the screen.

I giggled. "She's pretty. Not as pretty as you, though."

Scott bit his lip. "She also has a boyfriend, too, he can be done with too."

"She looks rich." I added before gasping. "We can be rich!"

Scott winked at me and I kissed him on the cheek.

Man, the things I did for the love of this handsome man. 〜