Chapter 9

-THIRD PERSON'S POV-

At this point, Monikka was just as shocked as Cody was. Not because Monikka has revealed herself as a killer, but because she has never been so desperate to have a friend and of all times the destiny could choose, they chose this time.

Monikka at the same time had no choice to tell her deepest secret to him because she knows sooner or later -especially since Cody saw that Monikka had almost killed a person- Cody will find out and she was scared of how Cody will react to her, how Cody will treat her once he knows who she truly is.

And it is better to tell it now so she wouldn't get her feelings destroyed when he left her all of the sudden.

She is a psychopath after all, who wanna be with a psychopath, even normal psychopaths don't wanna have friends, but she is different in a way she couldn't possibly know about.

Cody, on the other side, his level of shock was so high he couldn't think of anything to say to her. It was like he has to answer a question with the matter of life and death.

Cody froze at Monikka's last statement. When Monikka thought that he would be thinking bad things about her, she suddenly sobbed.

"Just go away. The school doesn't wanna be near me, and you aren't any better." She said in the middle of her cries.

Half of Cody wanted to hug her and said that it was not true, that he wanted to be her friend. Knowing that he -as a human- has sympathy toward his other kinds too. But his other half is screaming at him to run away from her, that she is a dangerous person, that the school rumors are right.

Mixed feelings were eating him alive. So he just froze.

Monikka scoffed at the sound of silence. Although she really wanted an answer -the right answer- and Cody didn't even open his mouth.

After waiting for an eternity, the school bell rang.

"Fine then," Monikka stood up, wiping her dried tears on her cheeks and hiccuped a little. "I don't care if you don't wanna be friends with me, I can live without friends, your words that time about helping me were bullshits all the time."

"But if you dare to tell the school about me being a killer, I won't hesitate to show you my true self, I might just release all my anger towards those shitty bullies to you. Don't talk to me anymore." Monikka said coldly.

And with that, Monikka left the roof.

Damn, I guess you can't force people to be your friend after all.

//1 WEEK LATER//

-CODY'S POINT OF VIEW-

It has been a week since that incident on the rooftop and Monikka was giving me a deadly silent treatment.

Apparently, new school rumors about Monikka trying to kill one of the girls (whos names is Jane) by throwing her from a five-floor building are starting to spread really fast.

But since there were no CCTVs on the roof, Monikka was still safe. I guess the girls really are toxic, I should've warned them on telling.

Although the rumors also said something about Monikka might be a killer, and people are starting to be further from her, Monikka doesn't seem to care about it.

And I went back to being bullied again, but worse since those shitty girls started to join bullying me with the boys. Calling me names and kicking me, telling me all the bad things about being friends with Monikka.

It was lunchtime and I am sitting alone, sipping my chocolate milk like usual. I glanced at Monikka and saw her biting her burger while staring at people like a creep. We made eye contact then she just turned away as nothing special happened in life.

I admit it was kinda my fault, I was just surprised by the fact that the rumors are correct but I was the only one to know the real truth about it, well, not all.

But a part of me wanted to know the real story behind her.

I mean, I also made it clear to her that I wanted to help her, I can't just give up now just because my silence failed me. Maybe I could help her too by knowing the past about her.

And besides, she was my first friend, although it was unintentionally and I don't want to admit it, we are still friends.

Sure maybe this type of friendship between a nerd and a killer might be a little erotic and rare to find. But I wanna make sure to myself that we can't be friends of who we are, and we can't just find friends that easily.

I hate to say it but I wanna be friends with her, even though it will cost about the whole world is against us.

-THIRD PERSON'S POINT OF VIEW-

A little girl was crying while hugging my knees on the cold floor of the basement.

Suddenly a man came downstairs to the basement with a whip on his hands.

She started to shake uncontrollably.

"D-dad, dad, DAD WHAT ARE YOU DOING!" She started to scream loudly, asking for help, mentally begging for someone to come downstairs and help her.

But just as she thought, no one.

"BE QUIET, YOU BRAT!" That man scolded her and started to whip her.

She started to scream at the sudden pain that hit her bruised skin.

"I SAID QUIET!!" The man shouted and whipped her harder.

All she can do is to whimper and try to at least cover her body from the scary man and his whip.

The man kept on laughing and whipping her.

"Isn't that fun, you brat. Be thankful I haven't done anything to you yet."

Then he stopped and bring his face to the poor girls' ears. "Maybe if you are in luck, you can just be rap-"