(Part 3-)

No one P.O.V

For a moment the two people in the room sit there in silence, their eyes locked Onto eachother though one did want to glance away. Said other found himself unable too.

"So.....Your a killer.....which is obvious now....but..." Leland would look away from Damien for a moment before deciding to rest his gaze upon the ground. "How many....and how frequent.." he would glance up at the other for a moment before quickly lowering his gaze once again.

He didn't Really feel that comfortable with looking him in the eyes right now. It made him sick to think he used to gaze into those same eyes for hours on end with his own orbs full of love.

He seriously doubted he could look at them...or him.. the same ever again after this. ".....I killer at random..but my body count is 25.....However the frequency dropped When I started dating you.....I stopped killing for a while......But..." damien's voice would catch his attention, bringing his eyes slowly up to stare at damien's legs.

Damien's voice would drop off and he Seemed slightly hesitant to say anything, which Only furthered Leland's worries.

"But I can't control my temper sometimes..." he would mumur, reclining Before folding his legs over Each other, His eyes locked onto the ceiling. Damien couldn't really bear to look at Leland's eyes for a moment, Not wanting to deal with more guilt Then he already had resting in his chest.

"I watched that filthy man Put his hands on you....yanking you by your hair because you wouldn't Pay attention to him and listen to his flirting...." Damien would cross his arms, Digging his nails into his shoulders to push down the anger that rose.

"I didn't like anyone hurting my...." Damien would cut himself off, Flinching internally while Leland flinched more visibly at the words that were to come.

"I didn't like that he hurt you..." damien would reword his sentence, letting out a slight sigh at this.

"I couldn't control my temper....and I killed him in a blind Bloody rage..." damien Would glance up at the other, Curious as too what his reaction Was so far.

The look on Leland's face confused the killer greatly and he found it to be rather unreadable, Unable to tell his leland was feeling from his expression.

"I don't have much else to say except that It's fine if you turn me in.." Damien would lean back against the couch, His arms and hands stuffed deep into his pockets And his legs folded over the other.

"....." Leland didn't say a word, and The killer understood that perhaps the blue haired boy he had once called his partner would most likely be thinking through what actions he wished to take from here. It made his heart ache to refer to their relationship in past tense but he doubted Leland would want to stay with him at this point.

"Give me some time to think about it.."