As the days went by, Fourteen did not stop thinking about Ten, in his striking orange color and in his personality that caught his attention.During those days, he walked anywhere to distract himself for a while or to find his next ingredient or rather...victim.

And on those walks he met Ten but he was not alone, eight accompanied him and in his sight they were both close together, he didn't like that at all the green number that began to create a very sharp knife. He wanted to get close to him to stick it in his neck so that he bleed up in front of Ten so he could take it and take it so that no one else touched it or I talked to him but he decided to stop and wait, he didn't want to scare his ten, he didn't want him to be afraid of him, he wanted me to love him and he only needed him, who will look for him and that he always be with him, a smile was present on his face, that idea seemed perfect to him he decided to keep his knife so he could hide in the bushes to listen to the conversation of both numbers.

After a while, eight left there leaving only Ten who seemed to wait for someone but in reality he was waiting to go home, Fourteen took that opportunity to go for eight and commit her crime...

Eigth: NO PLEASE NOO!! NOOOO!! AAAAAAAHHH!

The blood splashed through the air like raindrops, the crimson drops stained the ground as if it were a work of art the harrowing screams were high but not enough for someone to hear him, he was dead. Finally Fourteen stabbed eight to kill him in a horrible way Fourteen was filled with blood but that didn't matter to her, she just took the body to take it.

The greenish number placed a lot of photos of all his "friends" especially from Ten on a large blackboard, everyone who dares to touch his ten would be crossed out to be killed

Fourteen: I already imagine the taste of each of you...especially from you Ten~ -Drobbling while smiling-

As Fourteen's fantasies passed, the orange number was coming home so he could rest a bit from his long day but before he decided to make a call to his friend eight, But something was wrong...his friend was slow to answer, only the beeps of the phone line resounded every second that it felt like an eternity.

Beep..

Beep..

Beeep..

Beep..

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Beeeep...

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Beeep..

Beep..

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Beep..

Ten already very worried, he hung up the phone to dial the same phone number again, but it was the same, no one answered the call.

Ten: Maybe he doesn't have a signal..-nervous-

The orange number hung up the call to take care of his things, like bathing, eating and going to sleep Ten did her things quietly until someone knocked on the door, this one with innocence went to open the door, when she opened the wooden door she found a letter with strange and suspicious red spots on the floor the number lifted the paper to read it and what it said I made it both I bleed it and its skin, I literally leave it cold.

"He won't be able to visit you anymore, so he won't bother you, my love, I'm watching. This is so you know you can't be with just anyone with me...you're mine"

The letter was disturbing but Ten took it as something a little calm but that does not mean that it has scared him, he only entered his house to go to sleep while he was watched by someone and that someone was Fourteen. He just smiled as he watched as his "loved" scared by his "love" letter that took a sigh in love and thus finally left the place

Fourteen: You will be only mine..-smiling-

to be continue..