My first murder-
I was nine and the urges to destroy haunted me since first grade when everyone bullied me, and I also get satisfaction every time I see blood in movies. I secretly watch a lot of gore videos on the internet, I don't know why but it brings pleasure to my eyes. Since that, I always imagine torturing someone to death, screaming in pain singing to my ears, slowly bleeding out of my victim until it took bath to it's own blood, agonizing stares, pleading for help, tears of struggle. But then, I was still a kid, lacking physical strength and resources to do such thing, I'm just an innocently cute little boy that was adored by everyone, however, I despise them, the attention they give me.
Until the perfect moment came. A new family came into the neighborhood with their twin beautiful daughters, almost the same age as me. They were amazingly pretty even for age so it's no surprise every young kid in town wants to befriend them, and even some teenagers to the point I lost the attention they always give me, and for me, this is the perfect sign.
One afternoon came by, weeks after they came. Alexa approached me, asking if I like to play with her since I'm the only one who didn't even bother to befriend her.
"Hi, you must be, Calix. Right?"
"Uh- Oh hello, uhm yes I am,"
"And you're Alexa, right?" I said as I notice her birthmark on the back of her left ear.
"Yes, Can I invite you to our house? My mom cooked something delicious, you can stay for dinner," she politely asked.
"Sure, but is it okay if I show you something first?"
"Where is it?" she asked and I pointed my finger to the entry of the forest.
"There, there's our rendezvous and we always play there," It was a lie, we were always warned not to go in that place. They said it was very dangerous out there, but I always dreamt of executing my first murder inside this forest.
"But it's getting dark, what if..."
"Shh! We might get heard, it's a secret place," I shut her mouth with my pointy finger.
"Trust me, we'll be quick," I promised her. And yes, my first one shall be quick and silent.
"Okay," she finally agreed as we started to walk inside as the sun is slowly setting.
After a half an hour, we were already sweating, so she whispered catching her breath.
"How far is it still?"
"Almost there," I answered while I'm looking for the perfect spot, I gripped tightly to my tiny blade and few more steps, there it is.
"Can you see that?" I said while pointing at that beautiful tree. It was elegant.
I looked at her and her eyes started to compliment the darkness that's slowly arriving. Fireflies started to lit up around the tree as the sun completely sets.
"Wow," the only thing she manage to utter while she constantly staring at the combination of the view of the evening and the elegance of the tree that was flattered by the fireflies. She walk towards me and started to stare in my eyes.
"Thank you for this," she said. I felt my cheeks blushing by the moment I heard her soft voice. Our faces moves towards each other subconsciously, our noses touched and I suddenly felt a sensation through my body. At the same moment , I felt her rosy lips tendered mine and my lips reacted accordingly, tasted heavens. What is this feeling, I asked myself. I closed my eyes, and said to myself, this can't be. My hands subconsciously strangled her neck while my lips can't get enough of hers. She started resisting, slapping my face, so I pushed her and put my weight all over her body.
"You're mine now," I claimed.
"No! P-please..."
"S-stop," she pleaded with a gasping voice. I opened my eyes and meet hers. She's not moving, but her eyes is still open. I checked her pulse, she was lifeless. I tasted her lips once again, the softness was still there, but it started to turn cold, pale and dry. If only I could taste it forever. I brought out my knife and started to cut her upper lip off. Blood sheds on my hands as I was slicing. I put it my mouth and started to chew.
"Not bad," It's like raw meat with it's fresh blood complimenting the tenderness. I also cut off the lower lip and casually walked home. I don't feel remorse at the moment, I don't feel empathy, pain or any other emotions. The only thing that came to mind was I will miss the taste of her lips.
End of Chapter.