Skin

I stood there, debating on what to do. I had two choices in mind: Kill myself or kill her. By kill, I definitely meant internally. I was already dead mentally, but she was alive. And, she was the reason I was dead inside. One of the many reasons. The frustration was just becoming too much to handle. I wasn't sure what to do about it. Let it go, and walk away? That wasn't an option, not an easy one. It was possible, but personally, I preferred to harm her. You see, I don't want to wait for karma. I bestow my own karma, also called revenge. Call it what you like. As for right now, I just stood in front of her house. Usually, this would be a stalkerish habit, but not tonight. She had actually invited me over. We're friends, or so she thinks. She has no idea what my intentions are. As far as I see it, she sees me as a caring idiot. I'd rather leave it that way, for now. She'll regret ever meeting me.

"Hey, come in."

I nodded politely, walking into the well-lit house," Thank you."

I smile politely at her, and she smirks back at me as if I have no idea.

"You poor, poor fool."

I want to lunge at her, choke her, watch her expression become one of fear. But, I don't. I simply smile at her, feigning an innocent expression. I don't have any innocence left. All I have left is sorrow, and darkened rage. And, not the edgy kind. Sadly.

"I'm glad you could come," She places her arm around me," I've wanted to see you for quite a while."

Her tone is playful and seductive. I feign a blush and smile shyly.

"Really? I'm surprised you'd want to see me again, after what happened."

I knew it was all her fault, she's the reason I'm broken. She's the reason I'm so frustrated and fucked up.

She's the reason I'm so damn pissed.

I center myself, smiling shyly at her.

"I hate you.

You.

Lying.

Bitch."

She gave me an egotistical look, tracing her finger along my collarbone," Why wouldn't I want to see you again? You're so sweet and caring. Not to mention, very hot."

She licked my ear, and that's when I knew just how to get what I wanted.

"What did yo-you want to do tonight?"

Her smirk widened, and I wanted to grin myself. This woman was an idiot.

"Egotistical.

Selfish.

Disgusting.

How did I ever love something like that?"

"How about we go up to my room?"

I wanted to cry out in happiness, not because I was "getting some". I didn't want any, not from her. Not from that, I should say. She may have had something planned, but so did I.

I feigned a blush, maintaining an innocent disposition," O-okay."

She grabbed my hand, leading me up the stairs. Those many, many stairs. The anticipation was driving me mad. The impulses were starting to gain control, but I had to wait. I just had to. I couldn't ruin this moment. My first kill. Just the thought sent chills down my spine, and I wanted it now.

"This is my room~"

"It's beautiful."

She had walked straight to the bed, not bothering to notice that I had locked the door.

"Isn't it? I thought you'd like it."

She gave me a seductive look, which was completely repulsive. But, I didn't want to waste this moment.

"So, what is it you want from me?~"

"What?"

She stared right at me," What do you want from me? I know you want something."

I stared at her, rage boiling in my veins, just a little.

"But...you invited me here…"

This act was becoming tiring, very quickly.

"I did because I want your body. What do you want from me?"

I looked at the door as the grin, that I had been holding back, took over. I didn't want her to see.

"I want the same," I whispered.

"Then, come get it."

Her skin laid on the bed. Her skin, muscles, jewelry. All in small pieces. Her skin was torn off, her muscles torn apart. She had screamed so much, it was wonderful. She was as shocked as I had imagined, and oddly, it was better than sex. Her beautiful expression of pain. The look of fear, and desperation in her eyes. She had begged me to stop, but I just couldn't. Her screams encouraged me. I was lost within my own lust, and impulses. I had wanted to do that for so long. I picked her disembodied head up, stroking her hair.

"You're such a dumb girl. You should have known. You should have seen it in my eyes, that deep down I was nothing more than a demon. But, you saw what you wanted. And, you played me. Look where that got you."

My grin was wide, wider than hers had been. As soon as I ripped the skin off of her neck, she knew she was in for it. She may not have enjoyed it, but I, on the other hand, enjoyed every second of it.

"Such a dumb girl. No matter, she was simply a whore."

I laughed to myself, letting everything I had held back be released.

"I had fun tonight. I hope you did as well~"

That night, no one did find her body. Her house was burned down. It looked like a regular house fire, nothing suspicious. No witnesses. You know, you'd think neighbors would pay attention, but hers didn't. They all thought they were safe.

"The audacity of them all! The idiocy of this world, it's such a pitiful and laughable thing. It's no wonder I am the way I am!"

She was dead, and no one even suspected a damn thing. Everyone just thought she was a dumb bitch, who had left the stove on, by accident, and fell asleep.

"What a good justice system we have.

All I could do was laugh. Over and over and over and over and over and over and all over again. It was just too easy, and so much fun fucking around with all these idiots.

"Hey, Damien. There's a new girl across the street. She seems quite promiscuous, you should go say hi."

I grinned to myself," New flesh."

And, off I was.