chapter 1: boredom

Chapter 1: boredom

Evey day i wake to the same sight of smiling freaks. I was the king of this town and everything always went my way. But naturally all good things must come to an end, and by the time i was 9 i was already bored of it.

It got to the point that i could actually do anything i wanted and the loneliness drew me to madness, it was not the kind of madness you think, mine was just like a serial killer's madness.

Yeah thats about right. From my ages of 9 to 14 i mastered the art of using a katana and oddly enough the whole katana felt nostalgic like i had always known how to use it.

At this point i was over all the old video games and watching the same show over and over again, so i decided to step a little out of my comfort zone.

I decided to fully involve myself in the only 2 things that still seemed fun. Porrrrrrrr....corn yeah corn and umm the other one's a little secret.

Either way, two years later i turned 16 and fully graduated from my school that was filled with nothing but loyal dogs. That year about 6 of the graduating students were killed but there was only one serial killer in history and had already been long murdered.

I was their by their side laying beside their lifeless bodies and i felt nothing but dissatisfaction.

The next night i decided to give myself a little birthday gift, so rather than opening the thousands of useless presents given to me i went to have a taste of poverty so, i went to a disgustingly fucked up dumpster and found a beautiful young girl fully naked just sleeping by the side. She has purple hair and beautiful blue eyes, but the thing that drew my attention the most was her exposed breast, lewd thoughts ran through my head as i continued to stare.

She seemed to have notice me and woke up, she sat up slowly while rubbing her eyes. I tried looking away immediately, but it was to hard to resist.

"What you look at creep", she said while rubbing her eyes and stretching.

I had no idea of what to do so i just ran off saying, "nothingggggg".

She scoffed like as though she didn't know that she was fully exposed in an open dumpster and just went back to sleep.

I felt a little embarrassed by the whole situation, but i didn't care, what i really cared about was the fact that she was the first person i had met that hadn't complimented me.

And that was all i needed to know i needed this girl, so later that night around 11pm i went back to the dumpster and found her still laying their, something was off .

Blood kept flowing through her mouth and it was as i got closer thats when i noticed that she began glitching just like a video game character, her mouth kept glitching into the creepy smile every one else carried but she kept fighting it, i decided to grab her and leave.

Her coughing didn't seem to be going down and her glitching only got worse. As i ran through the streets with the naked girl on my shoulder it suddenly hit me on what i should do. And i did it, i knocked her out.

Yes i knocked her out, think about it when your playing a video game and it starts glitching the first thing anyone would do is restart or shut it down. And since this situation seemed like something straight out of a video game i did it.

As i kept running through the streets i decided to go a little faster cause all these smiling weirdos kept complimenting me on carrying a naked girl through the street!, like this old lady that was carrying some grocerys she said.

"Ohh Ian your such a nice boy, carrying that naked girl through the street".

These words literally stopped me in my tracks as i stopped running and dropped the girl straight on her head.

"Uhh lady did you just her the fucking words that just left your fucking mouth!"

"You bet i did"

"And you think they make sense"

"Well whatever you say"

"Urgh just forget it"

Me saying that seemed to have triggered some hormone cause she just kept repeated one sentence over and over again.

"What ever you say

Whatever you say

Whatever you say

Whatever you say

Whatever you saa.... .....aaaa...a....a.....a.a.a.a.a.a.a.aa..aa..a".

I snapped my fingers in her face in an attempt to snap her out of what ever hypnosis had taken control of her, but she just started glitching like crazy and thats when i remembered. I turned back hurriedly to fine her bleeding oceans of blood from her mouth.

I grabbed her and put her carefully on my back as i ran to my house as fast as possible, immediately her body passed through those doors the glitching stopped.

I dropped her down gently and turned around to check on her but it was pretty obvious that she had fallen fast asleep.

I walked slowly and quietly through the halls to make sure i didn't raise any alarm, but it was really hard to focus with her exposed breast pressing against my back.

Well after a long gruelling walk, we had finally arrived at my bedroom, i layed her down gentle not to wake her up, and quickly covered her body before my imaginations got the best of me, because it was obvious my imagination had already gotten the best of my umm sensitive area.

Either way i went to take a bath and made sure to cover my self up good. I wore a black turtle neck shirt with a blue baggy jean, so it could match my eyes and i tainted my hair black.

I grabbed one of my father's unnecessarily large chains and wore two black gloves. Yes this was, a weird combination for an 16 year old to be wearing but it was my style. Especially because i loved fighting.

When i was all done dressing up i decided to watch the one and only good show in this God forsaken world. The coby kate documentary.

For those of you who dont know the bryan myers documentary is a documentation of the countless murders coby kate had committed. I first watched it at the age of nine and it has been my inspiration ever since along with many other things of course.

Aside from her behaviour and looks there were other things that caught my attention too.

Coby kate was also seen glitching in all the videos of his murders. And just like her he kept switching between the creepy smile and a suffering frown.

In all his murders he always seemed to be crying as he killed his victims and although this led most people into thinking he had some sort of mental illness only i knew the truth, i theorized that the only reason why he could be crying was because of the Pain of continuous glitching while still being awake and unable to end it all. But the question is if i am correct why couldn't he just end it, was he scared of death or something worse.

"Well it doesn't matter anymore his already in jail so i am not authorized to give a fuck".

i thought to myself out loud as i stretched my back while checking on the girl behind me.

But it seemed like all my stretching might've woken her up.

She rubbed her eyes frantically while yawning before she finally realised that there was a living breathing human and a man for that matter sitting in front of her.

She screamed as she said.

"you, you creep you were trying to take advantage of me weren't you".

"What!, of course not, look i got some clothes for you they're just beside you".

She looked by her side and grabbed the clothes before she ran into the bathroom and locked it.

"Where am i and who are you".

"My name is Ian crow, and i don't wanna do anything to you i just found you at that dumpster bleeding and decided to help you out".

"Oh wow your really good at this creep thing i wonder who thought you all that!". she yelled.

"Look just chill, i dont know whats up with you, but its obvious your broke and have no Where to go so please dont push my buttons".

"Ohh so this is called a house huh?, the house of the creep, has a nice ring to it",

"Urgh just stop please look if your that insecure I'll just sleep on the floor then".

"If you c....could sle..ep in another room that be better". She whispered to herself.

Judging from her vocabulary it was obvious that she had no form of education.

Meaning she was dumb as hell.

She walked out the bathroom and stared at the whole room with a lot of enthusiasm and curiosity but i wasn't even paying attention.

"Wait a minute do you have any idea of anything this room?".

"Nope, not a clue".

"So you are dumb as hell", i whispered

"I heard you" she said as she grabbed my phone and just kept staring at it.

"Wait, wait, wait. Are you telling me that you understand and repeatedly use curse words, but you know nothing else"

"Yep".

"Oooook, im gonna be asking you a few questions i need you to answer truthful".

She turned off my phone and dropped it on my bed before saying.

"Wait before you ask i need your word that i can trust you".

"Urgh whatever,(i said as i took a deep breath and put my arm on my chest, like as though i was singing the national anthem), i Ian crawler swear to not take advantage of you, waste my money on you and protect you from today henceforth".

"I seriously feel bad taking the word of a pedophile but it'll have to do".

"Aren't we the same age....you know what, what ever i dont care anymore on to the questions".

"Do you have any memories from before i found you".

"No".

"Okayyyy, do you have any surname or family".

"I don't remember".

"Ok do you like my hair".

"Nope not at all"

"Damn, thats cold. How old are you?"

"14"

"Na, na, na, na. Na, that cant be true, right i mean damnnnnnn".

"No but i can try", she said as she began twisting her body left and right, in an attempt to observe her body.

Damn and im 18, im starting to think i really am a pedophile.

"No urgh that wasn't a question, ok umm finally can you tell me one difference between me and you?"

"Sure, your black and im white and just for show, your ugly im cute ".

"That first one was totally rascist and the second one was un called for".

"Sure whatever just make sure to teach me everything their is to know about this place".

"Sure".