CHAPTER TWO

NOAH POV

"Please p-please dont do it, am begging you, please, I value life, I was just kidding when I said I want to kill myself ", Cried the 16year old girl who was tied to a chair, sited Infront of me in my basement, which I like to call the 'candy land'.

Why is she crying? Cant she see am trying to save her from this miserly heartless world?

"Sweetheart, am not going to kill you. Am helping you rest, you really need it" I said to her, with a sweet but bitterly smirk on my face.

I was right though; I am saving her. Dad always said if one doesn't have a smile on their face, or they look too sad, save their soul, because they need to rest. So that's exactly what am doing, am saving this poor girl soul, and she's not even paying me to do it. Its free hand.

I sighed, as I felt like this girls blabbering is starting to annoy. I picked one of my favorite weapons, that was engraved in my initials 'NH', means 'Noah Hirschfield'. As I sliced through the throat of the screaming girl. Music to my ears. I step aside from a distance to admire the slice I engraved on the little girls throat. I then proceeded to use a machete and cut her body into pieces before I place them in the shredder.

After I was done, I quickly pulled out a black garbage bag, and threw the skin shreds inside. Then went to the sink to clean up the mess with peroxide chemical. Must delete evidence, they said. you must be wondering who? of course, the voices in my head.

I dragged my feet towards my beautiful black Chevrolet and placed the black bag inside the boot. The engine roared to life and went on a journey to my favorite disposable place. The Forest.

I came to a halt, as the engine of the car stopped. And went over to the boot, to carry the black bag together with a spade, with me.

The digging started, and soon I was done. I threw the bag in and started covering up with the soil. Of course, I wouldn't just go without hosting a quick memorial service for her, and so I did. I hummed a sweet tune that I always hum to all the people I've laid to rest. Sweet of me huh?

Once the little memorial was over, I placed a red rose on the square grave and proceeded to walk towards my car.

I check the time and figured shit. I should head to college for it is opening day today.

I sighed.

I must act normal. Not a second, laughter erupted from my mouth. Who am I kidding? of course am normal.