Chapter seven: Killing at the train Station.

Sofia's POV.

"Good girl". He smiled like an idiot and I returned him his idiotic smile. "Do not forget me!" I heard his friend say from outside the door. "What about a threesome?" I muttered, he shook his head in denial. "Me first, before my friend. when you satisfy us, then we can release your neighbors," he said, scratching his chin, looking at me head down.

"Shut up your mouth, or else, I wouldn't hesitate to blow off your mother's brain and then yours". His friend scolded the little girl, who couldn't stop crying. Her mother looked at me with pleading eyes, with blood dripping down her throat, as a result of the pressure of the knife.

"Come on, let's get down to it". He slammed the door closed and walked over to where I was standing. He placed his hand on either side of my cheek, trying to bring my face closer to his, and I tilted my head to the side " any problem sweetheart?". He questioned when he noticed 

 my reaction. I looked at the bed and he understood. 

We made our way to the bed. I climbed on it first, laying down, I took off the crop top I was dressed in and I was left just with my bra. The sight excited his banana, making it bulge between his legs. 

"No, no, I will take it off". I stopped him when he tried taking off his shirt.

"You lay down, and let me do the job".

With no hesitation, he hurried to the bed and lay on his back. 

I climbed on him, bringing myself up to his chest, using my hand to draw little lines on his chest.  I watched as a smile formed on his face. You should smile while you can; this might be the last time you smile. He tried scooping my breasts, but I pushed his hands down.  "You need to relax," I told him and he nodded frantically. 

Before he could make another move, I removed the knife behind my waistband and stuck it to his throat while I used my other arm to cover his mouth. "You wanted to play, let's play ". I watched him struggle under my hold, with blood oozing out from his throat and splashing on me.

I dragged the knife out and drifted down to his bulge and stabbed it a few times before letting go. Exactly what he deserves.  No mercy for sinners. There was no conscience left in me anymore. I kill any chance I get.

"Let them go and you come in, I'm done with your friend and he is dressing up". I said behind the door, making sure my voice was audible enough for him to hear me.

"Enter your room now and close the door.  Make sure not to come outside ". He told my neighbors. That was good, as they couldn't notice anything. 

Immediately he entered, I yanked him to the floor, and I could hear the cracking sound of his backbones. "What are you doing?" He asked surprised with his eyes boring holes through my skin. "What I did to your friend ". I motion to the lifeless figure on the bed. He followed my direction and screamed, " why the fuck did you kill him?".

"If I were you, I would shoot up and talk no more," I leaned closer to him.  his hand searched his pocket to look for his gun, unfortunately for him, it was in my hand waiting to blow off his head. "I told him earlier today that I was going to chop off of dick. If he did not leave me alone, but he never listened and decided to tag along with you to get revenge, and revenge is what I will give you". He looked at me with pleading eyes and before he could say something, the knife came right through his neck and left him choking on the floor.

"No!" Yeah, I forgot that my next-door neighbor was still outside, l looked at the door when I heard her scream, one hand over hand mouth and she used the other to push her little daughter behind her.  It was a terrifying sight. But she should be thankful that I saved her.

My body was covered in blood, my bed, and my entire room. 

"What are you doing?" I asked surprised, looking at the woman who I had just saved from being killed, calling the police. I walked over to her with a frown on my face, why are people so ungrateful? 

"Give me that phone now". I pointed the gun at her little daughter. I know it was wrong, but I trust she is her weak point."fine, if you don't give me the phone, then I would not hesitate to shoot her." I pressed the gun further into her head and she freaked out.  I grinned, looking at the expression on the mother's face as she placed the phone in my hands, with her hands shaking violently. 

"Good,  inside your room at this minute!".

"Please do not hurt my daughter " she pleaded with teary eyes. "You should have thought about that, before trying to call the police on me. I tried to save us from these men and you called the police on me?". I asked her with a frown and she shook her head in denial. 

I have been trying so hard to maintain my cool after everything I have been through, trying not to hurt anyone, but these people won't stop coming after me.

"Please aunty Sofia". She was using her small voice to trick me. 

"Why huh? You let those scumbags get into my room using this soft and innocent voice of yours ".

"I'm sorry, they asked me too". They did because that was the only way they could get me. After the incident with Rochelle, I didn't let anyone into my room. 

I shoved them into their room and locked the door before running into my room.

" I have to leave this place before the police get to me". I told myself before skipping over the dead body that was on the floor and going to my closet.  I quickly went to the bathroom and washed the blood off my body and changed into some clothes. I picked just a few clothes and put them in my backpack, not forgetting my mother's chain.

I took my safety knife and a gun from them on the floor and put them in my waistband before jumping out of the window when I heard the police siren in front of my house. Exactly what happens each time I came through a murder case, I always have to jump out of the window. 

Running for almost an hour and making sure that I was not looking suspicious. I stopped to rest since I was panting like a dog. I looked up to a train station, a few meters ahead of me.

Well, I needed to leave this town as soon as possible. I didn't know which city was next after Alabama or where the train was headed to. So I had to ask one of the men; must be security working at the station.

"Excuse me sir", he turned around and looked at me with some weird expression on his face, which didn't bother me anyway, I just needed information. 

"Yes, how do I help you?". 

"Uhmm, I want to know which state is next to Alabama, like where is the next train headed to?" I hated talking to men because they disgust me but I had to. I guess I need to be keen around them.

"There are four to five different states next to Alabama and the next train is going to Florida '' he explained with a cocky smile and I wondered who that smile was meant for.

"Ok, I will take the train to Florida ". This has become my life, moving from one state to another whenever a situation comes up.

"Looks like you're new here".

He asked me and I didn't answer.  None of his business if I'm new or not.

I noticed a signpost that had the words Female Toilets. I followed it since  I was pressed. 

I ran into it. I almost threw everything in my stomach when I stepped in. "Sweet Lord, I exclaimed ", it looked messy. 

My bladder would burst open, cause I couldn't use such a dirty toilet.  It was only going to add to my existing problems. 

Turning around to go back I bumped into someone and our heads collided. 

"Shit, why did you follow me?". I questioned the man to whom I was just talking. He followed me to the female Toilets, how stupid of him.

"So we could do it real quick". He said, waving his index finger between us. Well, I didn't need a magician to tell me what he meant.  If he wanted to play, then fine.

"Oh really ". I smiled back at him and he nodded, coming close to me and I didn't step back. 

I lean into him, giving him the impression he wanted. Before he could proceed, I kneed him in the groin and immediately removed my knife from my waistband and slid his throat open. I immediately went down to the main target which was his balls and sliced them into three halves.  I did it this time, like a professional, living with no bloodstains on me.

I shove his head into the toilet pot. I use his clothes to clean my knife. Having done that, l closed the door behind me and stepped outside like nothing happened.  Luckily enough, the train to Florida just arrived 

Killing every cock sucker was now my new mission. Any man who plays funny with me was probably going to get his dick cut off.

SEX ASSASSIN was now my new title.

LET'S PLAY THE GAME SCUMBAGS. 

We are only getting started.