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i fell on the ground holding my leg in excruciating pain. i growled making the kid look at me in complete fear.

the one with blackish hair crawled away from me running to his friends. "let's get out of here." he spoke before they all ran.

i felt myself come back, my eyes turning a bright blue again. i started to cry putting my back against the door of the freezer.

i felt a hand on my shoulder making me swing and push away, my eyes still closed.

"colby- colby! it's me." i heard y/ns voice making my eyes open and pull her into a tight hug. she hugged back her hands squeezing my shoulder.

"are you guys okay?" the employee at the place asked. y/n looked up and nodded telling him i just sprained my ankle. after saying no to him asking to helping me, she got me up and took me outside.

"i... almost killed them." i spoke. my voice was shaking remembering a little bit of how my hands were around his throat. i looked down at my hands staring at them.

"colby.."

"no. if he never hit my leg.. he would've been dead just like those girls i killed. just like how i almost killed you." i spoke truthfully, my voice low. i looked at him before feeling his hand pull my body into her chest.

"you're going to be okay.." she spoke slowly. i started to sob quietly, my hands numb and falling onto the concrete.

"colby why are you like this? what happened over the last months or month that made you so.. not you." her words came out so hard for me. i never wanted to explain to her what happened.

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i sat on her bed and looked at the sheets, thinking these were the last time i would see them. she shut the door making me look up at her.

"speak when you're ready." she said as she sat next to me and put her hand on my back.

walking down the streets to get some air, smiling to myself. he never left and he gave me such bad thoughts, but it never bothered me.

it was a very dark street as the light was another 50 steps away. i looked up and out my hood up seeing a group of kids chilling by the lamp.

i stared at them before i got up there, their eyes eyeing me down. i didn't think of anything until i felt my body get flung back and my back hit the hard concrete.

i groaned and leaned over, my hand blessing from a few rocks cutting it.

"what the fuck." i said, my eyes growing angry. they all snickered before one leaned in front of me.

"cole brock. the famous kidnapper and rapist that go out because his little y/n needed him." the dude pouted making me spit at him.

"you don't know shit about her." my face was full of angry. i felt my hair practically get ripped out of my head as someone took my hood off.

a few more guys popped up making me back up. "guys i really wouldn't mess with me."

"mess with you?" one laughed. "you're a pussy for kidnapping girls not a threat."

i quickly stood up and stared at them.

kill them

"fucking leave me alone." i spoke. they all looked at each other before laughing.

they all came at me. their feet kicking my side, a guy soon sat on top of me and punched me over and over again until my nose was practically broken.

"who's a pussy now? come on colby say it." he got off me, i turned to my side choking up blood. another guy turned me back on my back and grabbed my throat.

i grabbed his wrist trying to pry him off. something kicked inside of me making my body grow to a dark side of something.

my eyes turned dark and my grip on the guy changed to a very aggressive one. i stopped choking and stared at him with a sly smirk.

my body laid on the ground staring up at him, his hand still on my throat. "you like me no?"

i smacked my head against his, he groaned and rolled over. his other friends stared in shock before running over to me. i moved out of the way grabbing one of their arms and twisting it. he yelled in pain, making me twist it more.

i saw he had a pocket knife in his hand. i looked back up at him grabbing it and stabbing his neck. he stared at my trying to grab it from his neck.

i pulled it out and looked at the other guys seeing their figures just standing there.

one down three to go

i smirked before walking towards them.

i walked slowly, their bodies dragging against the concrete, blood dropping everywhere.

my breathing became heavier as i was almost at the house.

once i got there i places all 4 bodies on the front porch. kicking the door down i walked in and smiled at the memories.

i dragged them all in the house and brought them down to the cellar, vines and moss was covering the cold wet walls.

"you go here. and you here, and why don't the twins go together." i smiled.

"now be quiet," i chuckled at myself, "don't want them to hear." i roped them up to the wall, their body hanging loosely on the walls and their head hanging low.

"i-i d... i didn't want t-to. he made me.. please you have to-" i paused looking at y/n as she stared at the floor.

"y/n." i said looking at her.

"you told me you'd never go back there. the house."

"i didn't! please! i-it wasn't me!" i pointed to my head, "h-him."

y/n just looked at my hand and then back at me. she stared into my eyes, my hand falling down the side of my head.

"i don't like big crowds.. i- i cant be alone. i d-don't like being recognized." i sobbed. she just stared at me, nothing to say.

"show me." she finally spoke.

"what?" my eyes were still filled with tears but i know she could hear the confusion in my voice.

"i want to see it."

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