Kei

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"He couldn't see her eyes' redness either. So he only showed a smile for the girl and started to creep in her direction. So this is what they call ' face'?, she thought bitterly. She could only hope that nothing of those things would happen that night. Because hope dies last."

She could already feel the man's dashed breath on her neck which made a quite unpleasant feeling crawl under her skin. She bit on her lip

even harder than before, it seemed like she wanted to bite trough on it but it wasn't transparent for the man as the girl swallowed her blood

as it could save her from the man's filthy hands. Altough the pain was strongly noticable and visible on her face the man couldn't care less

about it, he wasn't the type who changed his mind before he could reach his goals nor he could feel pity for anyone. Kei first freezed when

one of those hands brushed her skin and she wanted to scream when it finally got a grip on her shoulder. Goosebumps started to cover her

skin but not because of pleasantness, there wasn't any. After a minute her senses seemed to coming back so she could finally think at least.

It was like she reached the surface of an airless dark abyss after a long dive, she gulped the air like she was starving for weeks for it but

when it reached her lungs her thoughts started to subside and her mind became clearer. Her eyes scanned aroung in the room and weirdly

for her pleasure the room was filled with various things including sharp things as well. When the man bended back she suddenly extended

her arm in the nightstand's direction which was next to her to reach a heavy glass vase that was sitting quietly on the dusty surface, waiting

for the denouement of this event. The man was stripping down his shirt so his attention wasn't towards the girl who had already hid the vase

under the pillow next to her and she lied down a little, signing that "her body is ready" but she kept her hand close to the the thing that may

saves her. After she hastily wiped her face to seem less terrified, with an indifferent look on her face she waited for the man to come. She

thought her nerves will tear if this goes on, she was now sweating immensely so she wiped her palms in the blanket. With sweaty hands she

wouldn't be able to get a good grip on the vase and because of the slipperiness the object may slip out of her hands and possibly it hits her 

instead of the man. The now mentioned person finally started paying attention to his victim who was laying on his bed almost defenselessly.

A smile creeped on his features which looked quite creepy for the dark haired girl who was the target of this move. He felt he won't be able to

hold himself back as he was scanning down on his victim's appearance, her dark and usually silky hair was disheveled and shaggy, maybe

there was even a little blood on it, the huge shiny orb were lifeless, looked darker than usual and black-ish reimnant of make-up framed

them. He always enjoyed himself the most when they were defenseless. Broken. Fragile. Weak. Helpless girls were always his favorite. The

fear and dread in their eyes... it all made him feel powerful and almighty, there was a strange statisfaction whenever he feasted his preys. He

was proud of himself when he could catch such a fine fresh meat. This obsession started when he was young.

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-Oppa! -a wavering high pitched voice can be heard. Before he would turn around he already recognised the owner of this voice. His little

sister who immediately, when she could catch a glimpse of her brother, started running towards him to engulf him in a bear hug. With a smile

graced on his features he turned around to see what he had imagined, the tiny girl was barreling in his direction. He just arrived from a

school trip and the family was waiting for him at the train station. What the petite girl didn't noticed were her untied shoelaces so the next

thing she could feel was the cold flooring instead of her dearly loved brother's warm hug. The girl arrived close to the rail...maybe too close.

As she tried to push herself up from the dirty ground she didn't notice that half of her body was hanging above the hollow that caused many

accidental deaths and helped to accomplish many suicides. She fell down maybe to be a part of these examples. Her borther was just

standing above her. The fright in her eyes and affright on her face made him weirdly pleasant. Instead helping his younger sibling, with a

he shoved her deeper and waited for the train to come. Their parents footsteps were more and more audible with every second but he

didn't care. He wanted to see more. More pain. The little girl's cries and sobs were a beautiful melody to his ears. A statisfied smile creeped

on his face while his little sister was still shouting his name desperately. When he could see a shiny glimpse of the train his smile grew into a

wide grin as he was waiting for an outcome. The engine was approaching them rapidly. With a long crack and a scream the whole parade

has ended. Everything muted down around him, he tried to imbibe the memory of his sister's last glances to him. The feeling of betrayal and

hurt was so strong it him in the chest. His knees met the ground while he was trying to catch his breath. He wanted more. He wanted more of

this. Not a single teardrop had left his eyes, not even at her funeral. He might looked like he was trying to fight back his weep but no, he was

just fighting back his laughter.

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Kei prepared everything. She tore a piece of the blanket's cover and wrapped it around her hand. If she's going to hit that man with that vase

and possibly killing him or injure him hard enough to go to jail, she have to be careful to not leave evidences. Why would she leave her

fingerprints everywhere? To help the police to track her down and put her in jail when all she did was protecting herself? Hell no. Who would

do that ? She was snapped out of her toughts when she could feel the man's prensence around her. It was quite dark, yes, but she was

able to catch the contour of his body so her eyes were fixed on him, not leaving for a second because if she may look away for a little she

would lost the man who was bending towards her. She didn't know if he were to kiss her or something else but didn't care either. When the

man's face was close enough to her to don't notice when she extended her arm above him she pretended to wrap them around his neck.

That was a moment when they both could be considered as murderers.

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a.n.: hai hai~^^ this was just a shortie for real but I'll try to write more in the future since I was really busy but right now I'm sick so I had a little time to write this^^ but more will come soon to compensate this little here and I'm sitting like "omfg I was really on hiatus for a month omg time flies af" lol. I seriously promise to update more often and cuz the first term has ended a week ago I'll be able to do it as well ^3^y but for now baibai~ *gallops away with a purple unicorn*