3 Betrayal is a big ugly bitch

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A year ago

"What's your name" the question was easy enough Amy thought, but considering the day she just went through it just came that way looking at the guy beside her in car it was really just shocking, she was actually having a conversation with her bag snatcher.

He had picked her up after her embarrassing faint this afternoon and took her to his car and them had proceeded to drive her home "how do you know where I live" I asked then I looked out the window of the car at the neighborhood it was early evening and everyone was in their homes in the neighborhood she and her mum had chose to stay in there were always early evening I looked towards my home hoping my mum was around already before I looked back to him again "well? ", he had the grace to look sheepish the he shrugged his shoulders and replied "I went through your wallet".

I nodded of course he went through my wallet duh "well thanks for the ride ya do understand if I tell you I never wanna see you again capice" I said rudely, considering the day he put me through that am not saying more is a blessing "am sorry" he says looking at me with that woeful cute eyes.

Awww come on there has to be something wrong with a girl that let's a soulful eyes soften her heart towards a bag snatcher "why did you do it? " I asked confused i mean he didn't look like someone that was starving his hoodie cost more than the bag he stole from me although of course he could have had it stolen but it just didn't add up I told him what I thought and at first he looked surprised he looked out the window "would you believe it was a bet? " he asked.

looking at him, confused what does he mean by it was a bet "you mean you and your friends bet on snatching bags from people

"No me and my friends bet on snatching three bags from three girls " he looked at me again guilt written all over his face "you were the first mark they chose", "they? " I asked arching my eyebrow "well we, he clarified " he still had guilt written all over his face finding it funny I burst out laughing so much I cried he smiled too controlling his laughter am sure

"I knew boys got stupid once they got bored, but this? ", "this is the worst I've heard" I said still laughing although it was less than when I first started " Ummm that's okay now " he said. I stopped and looked at him shocked at how I wasn't scared neither was I lonely I smiled softly and had a terrifying thought 'what If we just kept on talking like this forever'

That jolted me out off whatever spell I must have been under there was a reason why I didn't have friends and it wasn't by choice i was about to get down when he locked the doors shocked and terribly frightened I looked at him and shrieked "lemme out I want to go ".. "Hey hang on" he said softly "did I do anything wrong? " he asked. Mutely I shook my head not looking in his direction "okay then he said am gonna let you go " he said sounding resigned "here, your bag " he said holding it out to me I blinked back tears and wondered why I couldn't be normal other girls won't having been making a mess of this they wouldn't have been terribly wary i looked up at him and felt my heart go soft again he looked terribly guilty "its okay thanks for the ride " I told him again about to get down when he took my hand, confused I looked back at him he release my hand and said, "you still haven't told me your name yet " he said looking embarrassed, getting down I crossed the front of the car to the driver side knocking on the window I gave him my best million mega watt smile , he actually looked shocked at my smile 'Everyone always said my beauty was so very noticeable when I smile ' for the first time in forever I actually wanted someone to see it, that beauty I didn't belive i had, that decided I smiled again and Told him "Its Amy, Amy stone" then I went up the stairs to the front porch of my home when I looked back he was outside of the car leaning against it smiling. I waved and asked him "What about you, what's your name? " he pointed at his chest In a mocking gesture, laughing I repeated "yes you whats your name? "

"Mordecai" he finally answered,

"well Mordecai nice to meet you and hope to never see you again, no offense meant ". I told him joking

"We'll see " , he said as I closed and leaned my back against the door thinking I must have been out of my mind to give him my name.

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Now

"Enjoying your break miss Stone? " Mrs brains asked as she entered the room closing the door behind her and shaking me off my thoughts my very pleasant thoughts compared to what I was about to do although that was also pleasant it was just darker and more edgier compared to the sweet one

Of course not you stupid bitch but all I said though "no am not Mrs brains am bored out of my mind I say " and stiff ". I told her moving uncomfortably in my seat "can we move to the couch? " I asked eyeing the plump couch on the other side of the room with envy "Alright" she complied falling for my act, someone should have told her not to give in to a killer's suggestion no matter how helpless the killer may seem but since no one told her she would just have to die for it once she was seated she looked back at Me and gestured me closer i smiled and stood, the impromptu murder wepaon in my pockets at the irony in my thoughts I smiled again, and moved closer to her

Pretending I was checking out her credentials mounted on the wall behind the arm chair she was sitting on I told her, " has anyone ever told you how smart you are, " because of the proof you have on this wall? ".

"Yes, why do you ask? " she also queried sounding genuinely confused, I turned to her stepping silently to the chair she was seated on and slipped the shard of glass from the paper weight I had taken from her table "well Mrs brains it seems to me that," I grabbed her throat forcefully and held on pressing the shard of glass to her throat, "stay still and I won't hurt you" I told her, the minute she did I moved my hand to the opposite side of her neck and began the chant " um ho tha fi guh lah silis tah setkanant um tho ".

"What are you doing she asked " her voice scared "why am praying didn't you know " I replied her using that placating voice she had been using for me through out the entire session, the one that made me wanna kill her

"Please, please, Amy you don't wanna do this am sure of that ", please, " to be honest I was wondering how your voice would be like when you started pleading when am about to kill you but you know what? " I asked her, "what? " she asked back, "it doesn't give any rush," I told her she started crying and pleading,

I know am supposed to just do it and get it over with but this is the part where I always hesitate, while its neccesary for me to take a life, i don't like doing it 'isn't that just weird ',

Am about to become a serial killer that hates to kill , what a life.

without warning I used force to plunge the shard in her neck the scream she wanted to make was swallowed as hot blood bubbled from her throat and poured on my hands now this I thought with satisfaction and happiness this was the highlight of my evenings and killing, I thought releasing a high pitched giggle I looked down into the eyes of Mrs brains her beautiful blue eyes were fading to black, I wonder why when people are about to die they always look beautiful whether they died horribly or beautifully slicing the shard across her neck I dropped her and tucked the glass in my pocket wiped my hands and put on my gloves, and voila I was ready to greet the world with innocence I smiled on my way out the door I looked back at her and said aloud " poor Mrs brains, someone forgot to tell you how to handle killer, " tsk tsk tsk tsk,, " Now ain't betrayal a bitch "..

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