I'm (not) a Psycho

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They say I’m a psycho.

I think I’m perfectly normal.

I only fix what’s wrong in this world.

I’m not crazy, I’m not psycho.

I only create equality and protection.

Protection for him.

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“Lilith! Lilith Rosemary! Wake up right now young lady.”

“H-huh?” I slowly open my eyes and lift my head from the desk.

The classroom fills with laughter. I look around at everyone sleepily. Mostly everyone was laughing their hearts out. Except for a couple of people who just stared at me. I look over at Kira. He is just staring at me with a straight face. My heart leaps out of my chest. Oh Kira Furawa how beautiful that cold stare of yours is. I looked over at Ms. Andersen, her arms crossed and staring at me with a stern look. I roll my eyes.

“Mizz Lilith, please try your best to stay awake in class. Thank you.” She says with a sassy tone.

“Oh of course, your majesty.” I say mimicking her tone.

She scoffs and continues teaching the class math. The class is quietly snickering at my expense as they continue to write basic 7th grade math facts. I lean back in my chair, I have no care for school and all of it’s crappy drama. I look around the classroom bored, I then look at Kira, his light brown hair keeps falling over his soulless blue eyes as he tries to keep track of the teacher’s math facts. I stare at him in awe as he quickly scribbles over his math notebook. I feel a slap on the back of my head, I turn to see Marisol smiling at me, her dark brown hair is tied in a tight ponytail today.

“Hello Lil’ who are you staring at?” She smiles.

“Nobody.” I respond firmly.

She rolls her eyes, “surreeee.” She looks at the teacher then back at me, “guess what.”

“What?”

“Today I figured out that Cecilia and Emily have the HUGEST crush on Kira.”

My heart stopped.

Crush?

They like MY Kira.

Kira is MINE.

Nobody can take him away from me.

Nobody.

“Oh really now?” I say, smiling innocently. “How peculiar.”

She stares at me funny. “Yeah…You good?”

“Of course I am.” I say between gritted teeth, “why wouldn’t I be?”

Math class ends and we pack up our stuff to go to lunch. I sling my backpack over my shoulder and Marisol does the same, we walk with each other out of the classroom. I turn back once to see my lovely quiet Kira getting ready to go to lunch. I smile to myself, that smile turns into a scowl as I remember the two little girls who are in love with my Kira.

We get into the cafeteria, I instantly spot the two blondes who are in love with my Kira, Cecilia and Emily. They are all snickering and gossiping over whatever they like to gossip about. They stop and focus all of their attention on Kira as he walks into the cafeteria with his friend Drake. They both stare at him, I could’ve sworn there were hearts in their eyes. I scoff at the two girls making googly eyes at my Kira. Marisol puts a hand on my shoulder.

“Bro, what’s with the ‘I’m about to kill you’ look?”

I turn to her and fake smile, “what do you mean? I’m fine!”

“Man, you are confusing,” she shakes her head and laughs. “C’mon let’s go sit down.”

We sit down two tables away from Kira. Which is good. It gives me many opportunities to stare at him while he is eating. Marisol quietly eats her sandwich, not paying attention to me whatsoever. Perfect chance. I look over at Kira, he isn’t eating but he is talking happily with his friend Drake. I stare at him for what seems like forever. Gaping at his gorgeous smile and his beautiful face.

You will always be mine Kira.

Always.

Before I know it, the bell dismissing us rings. Sadly. I wanted to adore my beloved even longer. I get up and walk to my next period. Marisol has a different class this period because she has a different elective so I walk to my next class alone. The good thing about this class is that Kira is in it. My precious Kira. I stare at him through the entire art class. Not even paying attention to the lesson about filling in negative space in art. The bell rings once more. Why is the day going by so fast? I just want to stare at my darling Kira! Class after class, I stare at Kira all throughout school. Then the day ended. I was partly sad. I was also partly happy. I walk home without Marisol. I’ll make up an excuse for my absence later. I walk into my deserted home. No parents. No one to scold me. No one to watch me. I pass by “The Room.” I have decided to put caution tape all over it. I don’t want anyone going in there. I have to constantly febreeze the room though, every now and then. The stench coming from it is too strong and I don’t want it stinking up my house. At the end of the hallway is my room. I slowly open the door and walk in. I still have time. I should wait until it’s dark. I hop onto my computer and email my friend.

Lilith R.- I need coordinates, search them up now.

Unknown- For whom?

Lilith R.- Two young girls, Cecilia Martin and Emily Larynn. Both are around 12, go to Meadow Bay Junior High.

Unknown- Middle names?

Lilith R.- Cecilia Anna Martin, Emily Joss Larynn.

Unknown- Sending coordinates now.

Lilith R.- Thanks.

Unknown- No problem. Coordinates are sent through your disposable phone. I’ll delete this conversation prior to notice. Good luck today. Don’t get caught.

Lilith R.- I never get caught. And thank you, truly am grateful. See you on the other side.

Unknown- Yeah see you on the other side.

I close my laptop and walk to the edge of my room. I grab a crowbar from my top shelf and open the floor board. Inside my compartment is my disposable phone. I grab it, 1 new message. Thank you friend. I pull out Emily’s and Cecilia’s phone from my pocket. Luckily I was able to use some of my handy pocket theft skills and steal these from them. It seems as though Cecilia’s parents are going out tonight. She has an older sister who is supposed to be babysitting her. She probably is not going to be paying any attention so this will be a piece of cake. Emily only has a dad, according to rumors he is a drug addict. So this is going to be the easiest one so far.

I slip the phones in my pocket. I walk to the kitchen throwing two girls phones in the fireplace on the way there. I go under the sink cabinet and pull out disposable gloves. I slide them on and walk over to a drawer on the far counter. I open it and pull out my kitchen knife. I stare at my reflection in the knife. I smile at myself, my long black dyed hair falls in my eyes as I laugh to myself. I laugh and laugh and laugh. Watching reflection as my red eyes widen and my white teeth grin. I slowly stop laughing and turn back into being serious. This was not the time for fun. The fun starts later. I pull my black sweatshirt hood over my head. I strap the knife to my inner thigh, hiding it under my skirt. I have to play a little act tonight, so I don’t need anyone to worry. Cecilia is first. I check the coordinates and start to walk to her house. I can’t run because I need to save energy. After about 30 minutes, I reached her house. I knock lightly on the door. To my luck Cecilia answers it.

“Do I know you?” She looks at me up and down.

“Yes you do!”

“I do?”

“Yeah, I’m in some of your classes at school.”

“Oh.”

“Yeah, I’ve wanted to be friends for quite some time!” I say smiling innocently.

She smiles a bit, “well I don’t see why not. But who told you where I live?”

“Oh! Emily!”

“Ah makes sense. So you came all the way here to ask me to be your friend? Wow that’s some real dedication.” She laughs a bit.

I laugh along with her, “I really wanted to be your friend.”

“Well then, let’s be friends!”

“That would be great!”

We both smile at each other for a bit, “wanna come inside?”

“Oh actually I don’t live too far away and my mom doesn’t like me being inside other people’s houses. So do you just wanna come to my house instead?”

“Hm, weird. Well ok! It’s walking distance right?”

“Yep, let’s go!”

She slides on her shoes by the front door, “ok! I’m ready!”

“Alright c’mon!” I laugh a bit and grab her hand and start walking towards my house.

On the way we both talk about random things. “You know. A lot of people say you are kind of creepy, you know, with your red eyes and all. Also, why do you have red eyes? I’ve never seen anyone have them.”

“It’s just because I was born with a pigment deficiency in my eyes. It’s pretty rare to have red albino eyes, I wish people would understand that.”

“Hm...Yeah well I think they are cool!”

“Wow! Thanks!” We continue our walk slow and steadily.

Out of nowhere she turns to me, “ok don’t tell anyone, but I may kinda like Kira. Just a little bit!”

I stop in my tracks and turn to her. “Of course you do my dearest Cecilia, to be honest this was fun, I almost forgot the reason I was here. Poor Cecilia I am truly sorry. You are a great person and friend, but you can’t like my Kira. He is mine.”

She looks at me funny and laughs awkwardly as if it was a joke, ’heh, wait uhhh what?”

I unstrap the knife from my inner thigh and slowly pull it out from under my skirt. Her eyes widen, she laughs awkwardly once more and takes a small step backwards. “H-Hey, ha, uhm what’s that for Lilith. You aren’t seriously going to stab me, right?” She takes another step backwards.

She turns and tries to start running but I grab her wrist and pull her close. She screams, luckily I walked her all the way to a secluded place. I put her hands behind her back and whisper in her ear, “no one can hear you scream, sorry.” I smile to myself before driving the cold metal through her neck. She screams one more time, as if that would help, before her voice slowly breaks away. I pull out the knife from her skin and warm blood gushes out of her wound. I cover the wound with a bandage before I throw her on the ground. I rolled her over on her back and cut a long line through her stomach. I grab a handful of roses from the ground next to me and stuff it inside her organs. A gross sloshing sound is heard as I continue to stuff her like a paper doll. The warmth from the blood is felt through my gloves and it’s quite peaceful. I finish stuffing her and I pull out thread and a needle from my back pocket. I carefully sew her cut wound back together. It takes a while but I finally finish. With a rag I clean up the blood, leaving her nice and clean looking. I neatly set her up against a wall, I crossed over her legs and set her hands in her lap, I tied her long blonde hair in two braids. I even re-did her messed up make-up that was everywhere because she was crying. With my knife I cut thin words in her arm that say, “Pretty on the inside :)” I used my left hand so no one notices my handwriting. I then put a rose next to her. I stand up and smile at my artwork. I grab a trash bag and stuff some of my bloodied objects in it, except my knife, I need that for later. I tie the trash bag and sling it around my back. I put on a new pair of gloves and pull my phone out. One more left. On my way to Emily’s house I start thinking of ideas for my next masterpiece. Soon, I finally reached her house. I carefully place my trash bag to the side and knock on her door.

“I got the door dad!” A squeaky voice says from inside.

She slowly opens the door and before she can scream I cover her mouth and put her in a choke hold. She desperately claws at my arms, trying to break free of my grip. Small gasps come out of her as I tighten my arms around her neck. She wheezes and then eventually blacks out. Her body goes limp as her hands fall from her desperate attempt in escaping. I carefully lay her on the ground and drag her into her house. I know exactly what to do with her. I pick up her limp body, man they don’t joke when they say “dead weight”, I carefully set her in a chair inside of her kitchen. I tie her chest to the back of the chair with my thread, so she can sit up properly, I grab a plate and set it infront of her, I then grab a fork and a knife and tie her hands around them, so it looks like she is holding them. I put her hair up in a ponytail so it’s out of the way. I took out my knife and carved a curve in her face, she wasn’t smiling so I had to make a smile for her. I then sewed her eyelids open. Her pupils are dilated giving her a creepy look. Blood drips from her mouth and onto her clothes. This time I sewed words onto her bare legs saying, “Just tryna have a snack :P” I got up and looked at my work, something was missing. I took her arm and snapped her elbow backwards, a loud crunch comes from the grinding of her bones being pushed in the wrong direction. Her arm lops backwards and then lays loosely on the table. Hm, not good enough. I go and break her other elbow. Still missing something. Ahah! I know! I go and cut a large strip of skin from her stomach. I wrap the cut before it starts to bleed badly. I then take the sliver of meat and throw it on the plate. Hehe! Completion. I admire my masterpiece. I smile to myself and put all my stuff in the trash bag outside, including my shoes and my clothes. I change into an extra pair of clothes and socks. I then walk all the way to the incinerator which is near the alleyway. I throw the trash bag in it and turn it on. I walk home happily. Now no more people can steal my Kira from me. For now anyways.

I make it to my house and step through the front door. Ah, home sweet home. I stumble to my room and flop on the bed. Killing is tiring, but I find it pretty good exercise. I crawl to the edge of my bed and grab my laptop from my desk. I sit down and email my friend.

Lilith R.- Done, did you delete our conversation from my computer and all of cyberspace?

Unknown- When do I ever let you down?

Lilith R.- Well...You still won’t tell me who you are.

Unknown- My identity needs to be kept secret.

Lilith R.- Come onnn, you can tell me, I won’t tell anybody I promise!

Unknown- Sorry no can do.

Lilith R.- Can you at least tell me your gender?

Unknown- Ugh fine, you are so annoying sometimes.

Lilith R.- I know :) So what are you male or female?

Unknown- Male, now leave me alone.

Lilith R.- You got it bud.

Unknown- Yeah bye.

Lilith R.- Bye bye :)

I close my laptop and set it on the ground. I get under the covers and shut my eyes. Tomorrow I will see Kira, and no annoying preppy girls. Another day is done and another problem is taken care of. I am going to sleep. And the two girls are asleep.

Forever.