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I lay relaxing in the backyard the soft thick grass underneath me. I was reading Wuthering Heights. I had read this book a thousand times but it was still one of my favorites. I set the book down next to me and rolled onto my back soaking up the sun. I could smell Andrea and Cyrene's scent approaching. Andrea sat on top of my stomach "Andrea your heavy why are you sitting on me?" I grunted. Cyrene was sitting on my left side "gosh you make a bad chair Liyah your skin and bone" Andrea stated then moved to sit on my right side. She knew I hated when she called me 'Liyah', I told her at least a million times not too. If I was going to take the female Alpha position her blunt disrespect would need to be made an example out of. I didn't want to do that to Andrea she was my friend I couldn't watch as she was punished.

"Aliyah how long have you and Blaise been an item?" Cyrene asked as she pulled the at the grass. " I guess since the other night when he announced his pick for mate." I responded flatly. Was Cyrene jealous? I know she was desperate for Blaise to notice her. She was probably furious he picked me as a mate. "Don't lie to me!" Cyrene was normally a quiet sweet girl but at this moment she sounded like a demon. "Cyrene we're friends I wouldn't lie to you. If me and Blaise had something going on don't you think I would have told you? Andrea and you are my best friends I couldn't hide a relationship from you." that was a lie. Emmet,Lucian and Blaise are my best friends men are so much easier to get along with then woman. " If there was nothing going on why does he want you?" Andrea chimed in she sounded confused and disgusted. "what's wrong with me?" I was getting anger. Did they only come over here to pry and disrespect me? It was starting to seem that way. "you never even showed interest in him! nothing is wrong with you but there isn't anything special either." Cyrene said this like it was a fact and Andrea just nodded agreeing. "Sounds to me like your both jealous that he didn't pick you." I grabbed my book and stood up.

I lay relaxing in the backyard the soft thick grass underneath me. I was reading Wuthering Heights. I had read this book a thousand times but it was still one of my favorites. I set the book down next to me and rolled onto my back soaking up the sun. I could smell Andrea and Cyrene's scent approaching. Andrea sat on top of my stomach "Andrea your heavy why are you sitting on me?" I grunted. Cyrene was sitting on my left side "gosh you make a bad chair Liyah your skin and bone" Andrea stated then moved to sit on my right side. She knew I hated when she called me 'Liyah', I told her at least a million times not too. If I was going to take the female Alpha position her blunt disrespect would need to be made an example out of. I didn't want to do that to Andrea she was my friend I couldn't watch as she was punished.

"Aliyah how long have you and Blaise been an item?" Cyrene asked as she pulled the at the grass. " I guess since the other night when he announced his pick for mate." I responded flatly. Was Cyrene jealous? I know she was desperate for Blaise to notice her. She was probably furious he picked me as a mate. "Don't lie to me!" Cyrene was normally a quiet sweet girl but at this moment she sounded like a demon. "Cyrene we're friends I wouldn't lie to you. If me and Blaise had something going on don't you think I would have told you? Andrea and you are my best friends I couldn't hide a relationship from you." that was a lie. Emmet,Lucian and Blaise are my best friends men are so much easier to get along with then woman. " If there was nothing going on why does he want you?" Andrea chimed in she sounded confused and disgusted. "what's wrong with me?" I was getting anger. Did they only come over here to pry and disrespect me? It was starting to seem that way. "you never even showed interest in him! nothing is wrong with you but there isn't anything special either." Cyrene said this like it was a fact and Andrea just nodded agreeing. "Sounds to me like your both jealous that he didn't pick you." I grabbed my book and stood up.

I was walking away "if we dismember you then Blaise will have to pick one of us." I got a knot in my stomach after hearing Cyrene state that. They both transformed growling at me. s**t. I was a good fighter and I was fast but I was no match if attacked by both of them. Growling and snapping at me they approached me. Andrea was a white wolf with gray on her back,paws and tail she began to circle me. Cyrene was a red wolf with highlights of mahogany she almost looked like a fox She was right in front of me. I quickly transformed but before the transformation was complete Cyrene attacked biting me in the side. I yelped loudly. The pain from the transformation was bad enough without her biting into me. I growled biting at the nape of her neck. I bite down hard causing her to yelp and begin whimpering. I bite down harder she needed to know I was her dominant I refuse to have her ganging up on me again and if I didn't show dominance now she would come back. Maybe next time with more then Andrea as back up. Andrea growled but didn't attack. Cyrene was whimpering now limp in my mouth. I had badly wounded her she was now submissive and Andrea noticed. I released Cyrene and she backed away from me slowly. I growled at them both and they retreated. I should have followed them and done to Andrea what I did to Cyrene but I wasn't going to. I Got my point across to both of them. I was their dominant and attacking me would only hurt them.

I started running I was annoyed and running would relax me. I thought Cyrene and Andrea were good friends but apparently they aren't. I shouldn't be too upset though I still have Emmet and Lucian. I also have Blaise, I just defended my title as his mate. I'm the female Alpha of the pack. I ran as fast as I could enjoying the feel of moist dirt underneath me. The Smell of the forest filling my nostrils. I noticed the slightest hint of Blaise's scent in the air. Either he was coming up behind me or he was just in this area. I heard branches breaking to the left of me I looked over and noticed Blaise's wolf. I had to admit his wolf was beautiful. His fur was pitch black except for the white highlighting his paws and snout. His eyes are mesmerizing their aqua blue with turquoise around the pupil I slowed down head towards Blaise. I was right in front of him when he transformed into human form, the sun glistened off his perfect body. His shoulders strong and broad,his six pack was tight and defined. I found my eye glancing lower and I blushed. I had seen Blaise naked many times the pack was all very comfortable with nudity. We all changed together and after we went hunting we all changed back into human form together so it was natural to see each other nude often. But this time was different things between me and Blaise we're different. I wasn't looking at him as just another pack member I was looking at him as my mate. I changed into my human form and looked him in the eyes, those same beautiful eyes I was just staring at.

"I saw Cyrene,mind telling me what happened?" He was an inch away from me " because unless your my mate I don't think she deserved that kind of punishment" He said this as he began to twirl my hair between him fingers. "Cyrene and Andrea threatened to kill me" I said I wasn't going to admit that I defended my title as his mate. His face showed confusion and surprise" Cyrene said you picked a fight with them because they lied and said I only picked you as my mate because of your pure blood" I laughed after hearing Cyrenes lies "No her and Andrea are furious you picked me over them. Apparently theirs nothing special about me and I'm homely. I told them they were jealous and as I began to walk away they threatened me. I had to defend myself." The anger on his face was obvious "Andrea's story was true then." He shook his head and continued " Why did you inflict some much damage though?" he caressed my face I could feel the heat of a blush cover my face. " I was defending my title." I whispered this as quietly as I could. So much for not admitting it. "Aliyah I'm sorry for the roughness of the way I asked you to be my mate. How can I make it up to you?" I wasn't expecting him to say that. " Blaise thank you for saying that but you don't have to make it up to me I forgive you. I just don't understand why you picked me" I was looking shyly at the ground "Aliyah your the most beautiful woman I've ever met, you've been my best friend for years and I know for a fact I want to be with you forever." He put his hand under my chin and raised my face so I was looking into straight into his beautiful eyes " Aliyah will you do me the honor of being my bride?" He smiled down at me waiting for me to answer "Yes." Blaise's grinned ear to ear and kissed me. The kiss was passionate his fingers laced in my hair, our body's pressing against each other. My heart skipped a beat as I realized I was falling for Blaise.

After every argument my parents have the next day they act like love birds. My mother Singing while making freshly squeezed orange juice and my father cooking home made hash browns and bacon. I came into the kitchen to find Lucian and Emmet shoveling food in they're mouth "Leah finally out of bed! darn I wanted to eat your portion." Emmet teased I just yawned and walked over to the coffee pot pouring my usually giant cup of coffee. I held the cup under my nose and took in the intoxicating aroma " go ahead and have my portions Emmet,I don't feel like breakfast" that's when Lucian spoke up "oh right. After last nights announcement I would be queasy too" Emmet burst out laughing and Lucian just smiled over at me "Ha ha you are so funny Lucian. If I'm Blaise's mate wouldn't I be your dominant?" I said smirking over my cup of coffee. Lucian and Emmet fake a modified look and got down on the floor in front of me bowing dramatically "Oh no majesty don't have us whipped!" I couldn't help but to burst out laughing. Blaise walked into the kitchen he looked me up and down "really only wearing a large t-shirt while you have people over?" he smirked but I could sense he wasn't pleased. Emmet and Lucian got up and looked at each other before saying "oh we have to go... uh" Lucian stammered out and Emmet quickly finished "Do laundry! yeah that it we have tons of laundry. Come on Lucian let go" they rushed out the back door Emmet winking at me before shutting the door.

I took my coffee mug and poured myself another cup. "Morning Blaise. What brings you here so early?" I asked while sipping my coffee and walking towards my room. "I just wanted to come and see you is that so bad?" Blaise was right on my heel as I went up the stairs. I opened the door to my room leaving it open behind me "It's not a bad thing. I just never see you here in the morning. Emmet and Lucian are always hanging around. I think you even scared them off" I giggled a bit after I said that. I set my cup of coffee on my night stand and grabbed a pair of jeans out of my drawer and a sleek black tank top. Blaise plopped himself on my bed "I didn't scare them off. I marked my territory" I raised my eyebrow at him "Territory? Emmet and Lucian are not interested in me that way,there is no reason for you to be marking territory" I pulled my jeans on and began to pull my t-shirt over my head before I could put my tank top on Blaise had his body pressed against me. His hands running up and down my stomach. "Maybe I'm just a little jealous." he kissed my shoulder "Blaise I'm not sure we should be doing this. A week ago I considered you a big brother and now..." I let my sentence trail off as he began kissing my neck. Little shivers went down my spine and my body was screaming to give in to him. My wolf wanted to come out and dance with Blaise,She wanted to fully except her mate. "Aliyah why are you fighting this?" He released me abruptly and sat back down on my bed crossing his arms. I sighed and pulled my tank top on. "I just feel like everything is changing." Do I really want to be Blaise's mate? Would that be such a terrible thing? Could I handle being the female Alpha? So many unanswered questions. I turned to leave the room I couldn't deal with Blaise right now but before I could leave he grabbed my hand,gently. "Please just give me a chance" he never acted this way with other woman I've seen him with. With me he seems gently,protective, even possessive. I've seen him toy with other woman he was always rough,distant and seemed bored, why are things different with me? I sighed "Blaise" I wasn't sure what I was going to say I was torn. I wanted to say yes my wolf craved his wolf but my human mind couldn't stop asking questions that made me want to end it all. I think he sensed how I was feeling and let go of my hand and I left the room
Down in the living room was a liquor cabinet I opened it and grabbed a unopened bottle of Grey Goose. I twisted off the cap and started to chug. It burned as I gulped it down till I couldn't take the burn anymore. "Damn I didn't realize I was driving you to become an alcoholic" Blaise smirked at me as he took the bottle out of my hand. Man I definitely could feel the liquor "I'll have you know that I am not an alcoholic." I took the bottle back giving it another chug and winked at him "so this is how you start a normal day?" He took the bottle from me and gave it a quick swig "Your not even old enough to buy it" He walked over to the couch bottle still in his hand. "Hey just because you can doesn't mean you should take my alcohol" I sat down next to him. He raised his eyebrow and laughed "I've been able to buy it before you were even able to buy cigarettes" I took the bottle and began to chug as much as I could. "Slow down or you won't even be able to walk " he smiled at me as he said it "You could always help me back to my bed if that happens"I could feel my judgment was impaired. Could I trick him into choosing another mate? did I want him to pick a new mate...I wasn't sure anymore.

Aliyah loved to run she love the feel of the dirt underneath her powerful paws,the smell of the forest filling her nostrils. If she could stay in wolf form without dealing with her pack she would. Aliyah used to think of the pack as her escape to the secret filled human life,that was until the Alpha picked Aliyah as his mate. Blaise had rightfully earned his spot as Alpha he was a pure bred,and the strongest among the wolves. Aliyah had always thought of him as her big brother she couldn't imagine becoming his mate but she had little choice in the matter she couldn't refuse. Was there a way to make Blaise pick someone else? or could she grow to love him?
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The small town I lived in never had much going on. Most places have night clubs,restaurants, movie theaters and shopping malls, my town had one bar, a mini mart,and one Italian restaurant that was it. The closest thing we had to a mall was a walmart and that was two towns over. My parents town the restaurant and the bar,the bar was call The Sapphire Room was filled with pack but it had a few local drunks. Everyone in town knew who my family was this could have been because we owe most of the town or because of our legendary party's. Ever month we have a full moon celebration and only pack was invited. My mother was always so thrilled for these party's she always reminded me 'Aliyah all the alphas will be there you simply must impress one,wear something cute' by impress she meant seduce,you see around the time of a full moon us wolves go in heat.Usually we're only in heat for five to ten days and rarely are men among those in heat. The party's my parents hosted had two sections,one was for our underage or modest pack members we referred to this side as the lounge it had music and drinks and a training ring. Fights were held for the pups to earn their place among the pack. The other section we called the den was filled with sex and alcohol,the music was erotic and candles were scattered across the room. I tried to hide in my room during these party's but after my eighteenth birthday my mother demanded I show my face. Her hopes were that I would become the head alphas mate.Our pack leader was Blaise I knew him well he was like a big brother to me I never considered him as a possible mate. I never considered anyone as a mate my mind was consumed by enjoying the simple things and ignoring life changing decisions.
The pack only had about a handful of pure bred's. Most of our members were mutts,wolves with mixed blood but were lucky to get our gift. Blaise,Lucian,Andrea,Emmet,Jasper,Cyrene and myself were among the few of our generation to be pure blood. My parents let me know since I hit puberty that I was only allowed to mate with a wolf of pure blood. They told me our families blood was one of the purest in our pack and they intended to keep it that way. I know my parents only meant well when they encouraged me to only date the pure. I would be mortified if I mated a lesser wolf and our children had no wolf ability's. I didn't have to worry much about picking a mate one had already picked me,Blaise. He was Alpha I could not refuse him,I tried to convince him and the council to reconsider that there are other fine females that desired to be his mate. At first the council tried to persuade Blaise to listen saying 'we would hate to force one of our females to do something that displeased her so much' I don't know what made Blaise so mad,maybe the fact that I didn't want to be his mate? or was it just the way the council phrased their request. "I am Alpha and my word is law! I say that Aliyah will be my mate and that is final!" with that said Blaise transformed into wolf form and growled at the pack showing his dominance "Yes, we understand" the council replied dropping the subject but giving me a sympathetic glance.I don't understand why Blaise wanted me. He was alpha he could have any female in the pack. Half the females in our pack threw themselves at him because of his appearance the other half only wanted him for his position. I was one of the only woman not trying to get with Blaise.
It was raining when I started to walk home from the meeting. I turned my face up at the sky letting the rain cover me. I loved the smell of rain so fresh,and clean. I stood there taking in the smell of the rain when I noticed a familiar scent coming up behind me. I didn't move things are complicated enough without making a stupid move and making him angry. He was close I could feel his warmth radiating onto my back "why are you just standing here in the rain?" He whispered it in my ear "I enjoy the rain. I love the smell and I find it refreshing" I replied allowing him to wrap his arm around my waist and pull me against me. "why don't you want to be my mate Aliyah?" I could sense the hurt in his voice. I wanted to comfort him but didn't know what to say "Blaise its not that I don't want to be your mate I just don't understand why you want me." I mumbled this under my breath but I know he heard me."why wouldn't I want you"He nuzzled his face into the nook of my neck. I felt the heat of a blush across my face "You could have anyone in the pack" I leaned into him it seemed strange to be acting this way with him. After years of following him around,playful teasing and his mild bullying, this is where we ended up. I liked it the affection but was it wrong to be doing this with Blaise? It felt forced and awkward but his body was so welcoming and his scent filling my nostrils made my wolf stir. "True,but I want you." his voice was firm and his grip tightened. He moved my wet hair away from my neck and started a trail of kisses. "I thought you saw me as a little sister not a future mate" I said shuttering with every lightly trailed kiss. "Aliyah you've really grown into yourself and I find myself very attracted to the woman you've become." Suddenly he realised me and and was gone into the night.
I walked in my house I heard raised and angry voices in the kitchen. I listened in just for a moment it was my parents. My mother was screaming about my fathers many affairs. Normally wolves are extremely loyal and protective of their mates.My father didn't see his affairs as a problem. I shook my head and went upstairs to my room. I changed into an oversized t-shirt and laid down on my bed looking out my window at the rain.Before I knew it I was waking up to the sweet aroma of bacon.

"Mommy? Mommy? Where are you Mommy?" I heard no response so I crept silently through the house trying to figure out where she was. "Mommy I'm scared. What was that bang? please Mommy come out from where your hiding!" I was five my Daddy had already left me and my mother months ago. Mommy said it was because of me, that I had been bad and Daddy couldn't stand to deal with me. I tried so hard to be good and to never upset her. But I was always bad and bad girls get punished. I had bruises and burns all over my body from Mommy's punishment. I never stopped loving her though. We never saw family and I had no siblings she was all I had left in this world.
After Daddy left the punishment got worse. She was constantly drunk and angry. I would wake up to her bursting in my room and screaming 'It's all your fault! You ruin everything!' she would strangle me and burn me with her cigarette. I always begged for her forgiveness promising her I would be good. She never listened and never stopped. I would cry myself to sleep at night wishing Daddy would come and save me. Take me away from here, away from her. Daddy never came for me he left me here with her, alone to be the outlet for her anger.Then one day she brought home a man. He was large,covered in tattoos and smelled like Mommy after a binge. The first few days he was here things got better, then all that changed. With this man here Mommy drank more that meant I got more punishment. After the punishment was over Mommy would fall asleep on the couch and I returned to bed. I was crying with the covers pulled over my head when I heard the door shut. I quickly uncovered my face hoping Mommy hadn't woken up. It wasn't Mommy it was him,I looked at him confused why he was in my room. He put his finger over his mouth "sssssh your Mommy's sleeping" he came over and got into my bed "What are you doing?" I asked him as I climbed out of bed. He gave me an evil smile " I'm going to make you feel special,come lay down or I'll wake your Mommy up and tell her your being a bad girl" I didn't want to listen to him but I didn't want to make Mommy angry. I laid back down and tightly closed my eyes.
By the time he left the room I was wishing I was dead. I prayed he wouldn't come back to make me feel 'special' again. My prayers were never answered because he came back every night after that. Months went on that way till I finally asked for help "Mommy...I need help" I said this quietly hoping she would save me from this awful man."What do you want" She sounded annoyed but not mad. " James, hurts me. Down there" I was eight and didn't know how to explain what this man was doing to me. "Liar" I began to cry "Mommy please help me,I just want it to stop" She looked at me crying there "Why would you try to steal him from me? You little slut!" She hit me then with such force I fell to the ground. " I'm sorry Mommy. I'm sorry" I curled into a ball on the ground and accepted the beating.
Things never got better and no one ever came to save me. After years of Mother's beatings,her boyfriend's raping me, and kid's at school bullying me because of my ragged clothes and sickly appearance. I finally snapped. I had looked up on the school computer about murderers,I had studied where they went wrong and learned from their mistakes. One night when after Mother fell asleep I set my plan in motion. I pulled on winter gloves on,and grabbed the twine. I wrapped the twine around my hands tightly leaving twelve inches in the middle. I crept into Mothers room she was laying on her bed. I stood at the head of the bed,I had butterfly's in my stomach and a evil smile on my face.I kicked her hard. She awoke sitting up immediately I quickly trapped her throat in the middle of the twine. I twisted the twine to get a better grip and I began to chock her. My blood was pumping adrenaline through my veins. " How do you like it Mommy! Do you like feeling helpless!" She was flailing her hands trying to claw me. I began to laugh.
Her body started to go limp and I released her. I checked her pulse to make sure she was really and felt nothing. I was finally free! A wave of happiness and excitement came over me. "You are so gorgeous when you smile" I quickly turned to the door way where I heard that deep voice. I saw a man there he was tall, with dark hair,lean frame and he was clean shaved. "who- who are you" My heart dropped into the pit of my stomach I never thought I would get caught killing my mother. Who was this stranger he was too young to be anyone Mother would date. "My name is Μανία." He came over to me and pulled me into a passionate kiss. I was startled and confused but this kiss was so gentle and his lips were so inviting I returned his kiss.That was the first time Μανία came to me, he only comes when I do terrible things.
I hadn't killed anyone in two weeks. I was a little on edge because I hadn't seen him. I kept reminiscing on the first time I met him. Why doesn't he come to me when I'm not killing? Was he seeing another woman? No, not my Μανία. Although I couldn't be the only woman serial killer in this state. Μανία Loved me he would never hurt me, right? I was losing my mind. I had to see him. I needed to distract myself. I threw on some eye liner and eye shadow giving my eyes a smokey look. Then I went over to my closet and changed into a tight black sleeveless dress,thigh high fishnets with black stilettos. I looked in the full length mirror checking myself out. I didn't look terrible my brown curls were laying loosely down to the middle of my back. The dress emphasized my pale skin and was short enough that you could see the top of my tights. I threw on my beautiful black fur,grabbed my purse and got into my car. I loved looking dramatic when I went out to look for my prey. I found that dressing this way made them come to me. I was going to just sit at the bar get a little drunk and make myself forget that he even existed.
I walked into the club techno music and a combination of sex and booze filled my senses. This club was normally filled with goths,punks and the occasional emo. Why these people like to throw labels around makes little sense. But they're style fit my own so I felt more comfortable. I went over to the bar and ordered two double shots of vodka. Liquor made it easy to deal with my prey in public. I had a bit of an anger problem when dealing with the idiots I snuffing out. The bartender gave me my shots and I downed one in a big gulp. I held the other one in my hand and looked out towards the dance floor. I begin to skim the crowed looking for someone that look appealing for my lonely appetite. I spotted him he had a shaved head,a leather vest with spikes coming out the shoulders, and was at least six foot give or take a few inches. I made eye contact with him from across the bar then gave him a seductive look followed by a wink. He looked behind him then looked back at me mouthing 'me?' I giggled and nodded at him. He probably thought I giggled because I found him cute. Ha. He began to make his way through the crowd and over to where I was standing. I took the shot I had in my hand and gulped it down. Now for the pretending dance to begin.
He leaned on the bar next to me "I've seen you here before,but I only ever see you with girls. So beautiful what can I do for you" He looked me up and down leaning close to me. " I've found myself growing bored with girls, I need something different" I turned and ordered a sex on the beach. " That makes sense. sorry but I'm gay." he said trying to keep a straight face but burst up laughing. I faked a giggle "that would be a real pity,because then I would have to find someone else in this place to help me with my loneliness." I could have lied but I was lonely and if I was just going to kill him why not tell him the truth its not like anyone else would know. " You lonely? I find that hard to believe,I bet you could have anyone you want." He raised an eyebrow at me mocking my statement. I'm not sure if it was because he mocked me or if I was just so desperate for male affection but I decided to play with my prey. "Believe it or not people find me intimidating and don't bother trying to get me. I always have to try and get someone else to approach or make the first move. Its exhausting." I leaned into him playing with one of the spikes on his jacket. I noticed the leather had a tint of blood around the bottom of the spike. Probably from a nose bleed or fight with another punk. He seemed uncomfortable letting me play with the spike especially when he saw I noticed the blood. He kissed me then. It was random,rough,and forceful. I returned the force pressing our body's together and biting his bottom lip playfully. I pulled away from him finished my drink and grabbed his hand leading him to a darker quiet part of the club. "Whats your name?" I asked as I pushed him against the wall "Dylan. Your's?" I shoved my lips against his while my hands trace his ab's I broke the kiss for a moment "Lillian. Call me Lilly"
After awhile things got heated. He took my hands and pinned them above my head "oh getting kinky are we?" I asked smirking at him "Depends do you like it kinky?" He asked tightening his grip "Sweetie I like it rough,kinky doesn't exactly describe what I like to do in bed" I began to kiss his neck but then bit down causing him to moan. His free hand traced the top of my tights and I wiggled in an attempt to encourage more. I think this just encouraged him to tease me more "please" I whispered but instead of continuing he just kissed me roughly. "not here I respect my woman more then that" he whispered in my ear nibbling on my earlobe. "Hey! Get a room or is your girl just that big of a slut she wants everyone to see!" the man came up beside us he looked like a biker. Dylan released my hands and turned to the man that interrupted us. "You don't want to start something with me,apologise to her now"Dylan's voice was deep and threatening but the other man just laughed "Yeah okay,sorry your such a slut babe" Dylan's jaw tightened and in one quick move he punched the guy so hard he was on the floor. "I need to go. come with me?" my eyes went from the biker knocked out on the floor to Dylan's outstretched hand "my car is parked outside"I grabbed his hand and we left.
I found myself thinking of Dylan as more then just prey I was playing with. He intrigued me he was forceful,controlling,and mean spirited.

I was bubbly this morning I was even humming an up beat tune as I cut my latest victim's into small pieces. I had to cut there bodies small enough so that I could fit them in the oven, I'm sure you've heard the saying 'waste not,want not' well I tried to follow that. I sure wasn't going to eat them they've been sitting in my dirty basement for a day in a half but that doesn't mean someone else won't. Before I could let anyone else eat them though I had to bake them long enough for the flesh to come cleanly off the bone,then after I baked them I was going to make a chili from scratch with an addition of rich snob and Gothic blond. Doesn't that sound yummy? I couldn't help but giggle at the thought of all those homeless people pigging out on my human filled chili,the last time I made my special chili the shelter requested more saying 'it was a huge hit everyone loved it' if they only knew what they were eating. Good thing most of those homeless already had the shakes from drug withdraws they wouldn't notice that the chili's negative side affect was the shakes.
My doorbell rang strange because I wasn't expecting anyone and I'm not very popular see how I kill anyone I get close too. I looked down at myself covered in blood should I really answer the door? the doorbell rang again. I sighed "sorry girls someone apparently want's to see me" I quickly whipped myself off and grabbed my robe out of my dryer "oh toasty" I walked up stairs and over to the front door, looked down at myself to make sure there wasn't any noticeable blood showing. I plastered on my mask of friendliness and opened the door, standing there was a tall man dressed in all black and on top his head a Mohawk. I had never seen him before in my life "can I help you?" I said with a slight attitude but mostly confusion "Hey I'm Nick. I was wondering if you were Lillian?" He scratched the back of his head and had a big smile plastered on his face "um it's Lilly,and Nick? I've never seen you before and how do you know my name?" I'm sure my surprise showed on my face, was this guy a stalker or something? and if he was a stalker what had he seen me doing... "Oh sorry look I'm a friend of Victoria's is she here? I remember her telling me she was coming over here to meet up with a sexy broad,I saw on her text messages that she was messaging a girl named Lillian a lot. Just guessed that was you?" He was blushing?it was hard to tell with all the make up on he shifted awkwardly from side to side. I suppose I should let him in he knows a bit too much information I should use false names with my prey next time. "why don't you come in,Victoria isn't here she left early and hasn't returned any of my texts I guess I'm not such 'sexy broad' as you so sweetly put it" I faked a sad pout I really hated pretending to be hurt I could care less if I wasn't a 'sexy broad' or if anyone found me attractive, but have to keep up appearance should anyone come asking questions. "oh I'm sorry! I didn't mean to insult you or anything I meant that as a good thing." He said turning completely red now,god was he really a male? probably just a pansy he was wearing make up after all.
I faked a sigh and plopped myself on the couch sitting so that my robe exposed a little too much skin "Its okay I think I was just a booty call for Victoria anyway,She even called out another woman's name! I know I'm bisexual and that turns her off a bit but am I really not good enough that she had to get drunk and imagine she was with someone else?!"I covered my face dramatically, mostly so he couldn't see my bored expression. " oh Hun Vicki's been kind of moody lately I'm she'll come around" He came over and sat next to me and rubbed my arm I assume to help comfort me. His eyes were glued on my body as he sat next to me,one good thing about knowing how to use your sex appeal was that it worked on almost everyone and they never say the blow coming. "I don't think so. I might have over reacted and I think anything that was between us is over,forever." Yes because she's in pieces in my basement. "Nick does anyone else know your here?" I loosened the robe just slightly so more cleavage was exposed his eyes immediately went straight to my breast "um no,Victoria only told me about you.I only had you address because I dropped her off last night" Damn so I really needed to study my prey better or at least pick them up, or I would be in another situation like this. "Nick do you want something to drink?coffee?" I got up leading him into the kitchen I skimmed my counter to see what tools I had available "I'll take a cup of coffee with a little rum in it if you have any,I have no where to be all day" He said sitting on one of the dinning room chairs. He might as well just wear a sign that say's ' alone,defenseless and no one will notice my disappearance. Go ahead and murder me' but could I really afford one more body in my basement? Ha. who am I kidding Of course I could. why bother consider letting someone live who knows where I live and that I was the last one with a soon to be reported missing girl? "sorry all out of rum but have a fresh pot of coffee" I smiled at him sweetly as I poured him a cup of coffee and I discretely slipped a small but sharp knife dagger into the front pocket of the robe. I walked over to him and set the coffee down in front of him then stood behind him and whispered in his ear "you won't be leaving anytime soon darling." I kissed his neck then I raised my face "stand up and face me"I commanded he listened to my command with wide eyes and an sexual look on his face"are you su-" I cut him off with one swift stab in the heart "Yes darling I'm sure I want to do this." I pulled the dagger out and licked the blade clean he looked at me mortified "w- why?" he asked as he fell to the floor "I have a better question why not?" I never got an answer to my question.
I decided to leave him there I had work to finish in the basement. he wasn't going anywhere,he he. It took four hours to bake both the ladies enough so their flesh would come off their bones. I put them in the chili and I was done for the night,the chili would be ready in the morning and I could bring it down to the shelter. I turned and looked at where I left Nicks body but he had managed to drag himself into the living room and lean up against the wall. I walked over to where his body was leaning I straddled him,his body had grown cold "Silly boy if you had just kept out of other peoples business you might still be alive" I giggled and kissed his cheek what am I saying its a good thing he's dead he was a loose end that knew too much.

It's very important for people to feel popular and well liked,I never understood this compulsion. Sometimes I pretend to be alone so I had no one to act normal for,I could release my constant mask of 'happy,cheerful,friendly' me. I worked at a car rental agency 40 hours a week and that meant 40 hours of pretending, my job mostly consisted of paper work but sometime I had the unfortunate privilege of dealing with people. Today was one of those unfortunate times this obnoxious,loud,infuriating woman was complaining that she wouldn't pay for the extra fee's she got billed for.
"I'm sorry for the inconvenience ma'am but you kept the car two weeks past the time you arranged to rent it ,you have to pay the extra fee's" I plastered on the best sympathetic expression I could and tried not to let my annoyance show in my voice "That just won't do! Do you know who my husband is?! I can't believe you people!" she was turning red with anger and all I wanted to do was scream at this idiotic woman 'it doesn't ******** matter who your husband is or how much better you think you are then everyone else just pay the ******** fees and let us move on with our lives' but I needed this job to pay my rent so I had to be pleasant. We were doing this back and forth argument for two hours now"Ma'am please understand this is nothing personal the company is just following policy we don't want to loose you as a customer but these fee's need to be paid, we are willing to work with you and do a payment plan. These are the options we have for paym-" I began to say but she cut me off "Payment plan!!! Who do you think I am some low life poor person that can't afford her bills!?" She shot out of her chair and leaned on my desk pointing her finger right at my face she was almost touching me "You listen to me I can buy this whole company three time over you idiot!!" I gently moved her hand away from my face resisting the urge to stab my pen threw the hand that was still on my desk. "Ma'am please calm yourself" I said threw a clenched jaw my irritation clear on my face. "Calm down?! you want me to calm down after bluntly insulting me!?" I gripped my pen consider how deep in her chest a pen would go and how much force I needed to put behind it "I never intended to insult you ma'am,would you like me to have another one of our representatives talk to y-" she then cut me off again before I could finish "I refuse to deal with any more people! This company is filled with morons for even charging me in the first place! I can't wait till I tell my husband about this whole ordeal then you all will be sor-" That when I snapped I flew out of my chair whipped around my desk and jabbed my pen as hard as I could in her throat,that should shut this obnoxious b***h up. I returned the shock on her face with a dark smirk " I'm sorry are you not satisfied with our services?" I then yanked the pen out of her throat and began to wipe it off on her expensive ruffled blue shirt. She gasped for air and clenched at her throat I assume to try and stop the bleeding but she was bleeding out on my office floor "H- He- Hel-" she struggled to say "Help you? Honestly I tried but you had your mind set on being as obnoxious as possible." I looked down at her when I said this in hope to stir more fear in my victim, we spent what felt like seconds with that dark smirk still on my face when there was a knock on my office door.
"s**t" I mumbled under my breath walking over to the door I cracked it open "Yes?" My fake friendly smile plastered on my face "Oh are you still with Mrs.Hanson? I have some papers I need you to go over and I would like to speak with Mrs.Hanson when you are done." My boss was a pudgy man with a stern policy on treating our customers like royalty. " Oh Mrs.Hanson already left she was very unhappy with the fee's we charged her but I think I smoothed things over with her nicely,I can start that paper work right after my lunch break if you would like but honestly Mrs.Hanson was a handful to deal with and I think I'll be taking my break in about five minutes."I smiled sweetly at the pudgy man "Yes that will be fine I'll be leaving also I have a few errand to run. The papers are on my desk lock up when your done I won't be back till tomorrow morning" The pudgy man turned away giving me a quick wave as he left. I must be losing my touch killing a woman in my office? My dark passenger was getting out of hand I cant get caught, getting caught meant losing the only thing I cared for,I wouldn't get to see him. "Now what to do with you Mrs.Hanson...." I said squatting next to my victim and turning her lifeless face so she was looking at me. I let her face plop to the floor and stood up looking out my office window out onto the rental floor.
My pudgy boss had his coat over his arm and he was talking on his cell phone as he began to leave he never looked back,At least I didn't have to worry about him seeing me get rid of Mrs.Hanson. One problem would definitely be the cameras, but maybe I could cause a 'black out' just one flip of the power switch and I would have about five minutes to get Mrs.Hanson out of the building and into my trunk, any longer then that and my boss would start asking questions,that was the last thing I wanted to deal with. I should have known better then to get involved in customer services I always ended up either losing my job or causing one hell of a mess to clean up. I walked out of my office to quickly grab the papers my boss wanted me to finish I wouldn't have any time to do them in between dealing with Mrs.Hanson and my already planned victim coming over tonight I was now swamped. I smiled to myself "I'm a busy busy bee" With the papers still in my hands I slipped over to the power box and quickly flipped off the switch that controlled the cameras. After throwing Mrs.Hanson in my trunk I returned to my office and looked down at the pool of blood on the linoleum,I sighed and grabbed a few rolls of paper towels and bleach out of the janitors closet and began to ruin the art of Mrs.Hanson's last moments. By the time I got to my house I was only fifteen minutes away from my guest arriving"Shouldn't have killed Mrs.Hanson,Ugh it was reckless and a close call" was I scolding myself? Ha I guess I am. I began to drag Mrs.Hanson to my basement, God why did this woman have to be so fat? It must have taken me more then fifteen minutes to get her down the stairs of my basement because by the time got back into my kitchen the doorbell was ringing. I was leaning over the kitchen sink after quickly washing my face and arms of Mrs.Hanson's blood,I looked up at my reflection in the window I looked tired.
I opened my front door to the busty blond I had been talking to for a while "Hello beautiful,ready to have a little fun?" She was one of those Gothic types that get off on having rough sex,and she just so happened to be a lesbian. This worked out because I liked toying with girls like her in my free time but tonight I wasn't in the mood to play with my prey. I opened the door wide not saying a word and I quickly shut it behind her,how should I do it,Something quick? No that just wasn't my style I liked to saver the moments me and my prey had together, after all it was a priceless thing watching them die why shouldn't I give them my full attention? "I brought vodka"She sang sweetly with a seductive look in her eyes "nice should we go into the kitchen and take a few shot or would it taste better in the bedroom?" I smirked at her leaning against the door. "I don't care where we drink,but I think it would taste better with you as my chaser" she said before letting the skimpy dress she was wearing slid off her, she was standing there in nothing but thigh high fish nets and black stilettos. I took a moment just taking in the view " Well you get straight to the point" I walked over to her giving her a long passionate kiss,she attempted to strip me while still kissing down my neck and nibbling. We ended up in the kitchen with me lifting her on the counter while kissing her neck,she began to shudder and whispered"we should at least open the vodka,I don't want it to go to waste and we have all night to continue our make out session" It was official she knew how to ruin a moment,but I did as she asked and pulled two shot glasses from a shelf. Half the bottle was gone when she said something that excited me and made me nervous at the same time. " You have a basement?Oh that would be such a kinky place to finish what we started" She winked and started to wobble over to the basement door,this girl couldn't hold her liquor this was promising. "So that's what your into? Basement sex? I don't even have a washer down there" she began to open the door and look down the stairs"why is it so dar-?" right at that moment I pushed her down the stairs "oops" I muttered to myself. She didn't even scream falling down the stairs but the shrieking began right when I turned the light on,I wonder if she noticed Mrs.Hanson. "Oh my god! oh my god! is she dead?!" she was frantically looking around for something maybe a weapon or exit I suppose. "Yes she's dead,I thought you goths liked death and morbid things?" She looked terrified and for a brief moment hurt,like I was breaking up with her.People read to deeply into everything,just because we have a physical relationship doesn't mean you are important to me. I walked over to her kissed her on the cheek and whispered in her "sweetie why do you look so hurt?did you think you were special?" She began to cry "I thought we had something special,please don't hurt me I won't tell a soul. please!" she begged me while she clung to herself. "You were just a toy,something to entertain me in my free time."
I stood up and started walking back to the kitchen,once I got there I grabbed the butcher knife from the counter that I had laying on a cutting board. I slipped it in he back of my pants and started down the stairs "sweetie"I called out sweetly. Once I was at the bottom of the stairs I saw her rocking in the corner eyes glued on Mrs.Hanson I could barely hear her but once I got closer to her I could hear her clearly "please don't hurt me,please oh god please don't hurt me" I slashed her throat open and blood squirted all over me. "you've never been so beautiful honey" I said to her as she leaned against the wall eyes going dull and lifeless. I sighed,I felt relaxed some people did yoga, others had cocktails, I killed people.
I wonder if he would find me beautiful covered in blood? He had to know what I was doing, he only ever came to me after I killed. I didn't feel like cleaning myself up I went up to my bed and laid sprawled out on my bed naked and covered in blood,I was so relaxed and comfortable I began to drift off to sleep when I felt a breeze. I looked lazily over to my window and saw him leaning against my open window "you truly are beautiful my sweet" He said with a smirk on his face.

I have a nasty tendency to do terrible things,and I enjoy things that make most people cringe. The moon glowing down on a lifeless body made the blood shimmer in such a beautiful way,and it illuminated a persons face frozen in fear for all eternity. I enjoyed causing people's physical suffering; it was a good way to pass time. After I do these terrible things, he comes to me. He was one of the few things I found I could care for,and he made the hole where my heart should be feel less hollow. My body reacted to him in ways that left me aching to see him again. I always found reasons to do the terrible things I do, but after he came to me that first time, I was given a whole new reason that slowly took me over.
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The moon shimmered in the sky. I knew tonight would be perfect. The summer night was a cool night, plenty of light to see what I was doing. After all,who doesn't enjoy their own art? I loved the natural art of blood spatter, but the clean up ruins my art. It's time to start getting the paint ready, in a matter of speaking. I got on the phone to dial her number. She notified me she couldn't come to me because her sister's disapproval. We said our goodbyes, then the fury hit. I dialed the sister's number, allowing the fury to hide behind a cheerful wall. She found it touching I cared about her opinion, if she only knew my real intentions. when she arrived I had the noodles boiling and the sauce simmering. The aroma of basil filled the house, the spaghetti was almost done. I answered the door and showed her into the dinning room, it had a door off to the side leading to the basement perfect for getting the meat ready. She was a plump for four months pregnant, that I hadn't expected but all the same. I guess baby meatballs are now on the menu.
"I'm a vegetarian I hope you know," the shrilling sound that was her voice made it hard to wait. I slipped out of step with her not much just two steps behind. If she looked back I'd wait. If she allowed me to walk behind her then maybe I wouldn't. I stepped right behind her, knife out. My heart skipped a beat as I put it up to her throat. She turned her head. Too little too late, her throat was a pale white. I slowly and perfectly sliced open that white flesh and watched as the blood blossomed to the surface. The cut wasn't deep enough to cause any real damage, just deep enough to stir fear into my victim. Her eyes widened in fear, slowly I pushed the knife deeper into her throat. These urges I get to see him are causing for a mess in my house, but the thought was brief in my mind. The pale bleeding woman in front of me deserved my full attention. Wouldn't you agree? Grabbing a handful of hair I dragged her into the basement. She tried to struggle, I yanked her hair harder. The tears began to flow down her face. I smiled as I pulled her down the stairs, the moon light brightened the dark room. She lay spread out on the floor, faint breaths whispered past her lips. I took the knife and plunged it into her stomach. Cut straight down the middle, she gasped and small screams escaped her lips. No meatballs tonight he'd be coming. I wouldn't want to spend all my time hacking this bulky woman to bits. Blood streamed towards the drain in the middle of the room, she laid their lifeless. Her eyes were staring off. Not focused on anything. Fear was permantely left on her face.
Now that I looked at her I noticed how homely she was, her eyes were as dull as dirt. Her fake stringy blonde hair stained with blood. Her neck was long and narrow, my marks so fresh and barley noticeable with the blood. I could tell how perfectly they looked. The second mark down her stomach I wasn't finished with. Taking my knife I shoved the tip inside just an inch from her belly button. Plunging the knife in slow and deep then jerking it till my knife met just above her hip. I ripped open the cut just made and pulled out the fetus, detached it from its mother. Throwing it to the side, I lay next to the body allowing the blood to cover me. Kissing her cheek, I leave her there bleeding on my basement floor. Water was boiling over the sauce slightly burnt. I turn the oven off and put the strainer in the sink. I see my bloody reflection in the window. Blood emphasized the brown in my eyes. My pale skin shimmered with the lovely red of blood. Would he see my beauty even as I am now? I head upstairs to start a bath. Tomorrow night I must find a creative way to get rid of my art, I thought to myself while I pulled my hair in a bun on the top of my head. I must have fallen asleep in the bath because I awoke to him sliding in with me, the perfection of him slid right behind me and he kissed my exposed neck.
"Hello my sweet," he whispers this in my ear. His voice is deep and erotic. Sending a shiver down my spine.