KILLER ON LOOSE

You read on top of an article of the town you lived in. A small town that everyone knew each other in so of course if there was a serial killer on the loose it would be in your town. You never thought you would meet face to face with a killer but of course you still took precautions like locking all doors and windows in your home. You even kept a metal bat by your bed in case of an intrusion.

One night you kicked off your shoes in exhaustion from a long day of work. You stripped your clothes and paused when you felt something was off.

Cullen, or as publicly known as the “Faceless Killer”. He was known for cutting off people’s heads after he was finished with them. Cullen was feeling very frustrated this night and needed to take it out so he finds a house, sneaks into it and hides in the closet until the owner arrived him. When seeing you he lounges out and grab your neck from behind and slams you down onto the mattress and right before he would swing his blade he caught a glimpse of perfection. Any anger, any kind of negative emotion immediately leaving his body when he he stared into your eyes. Never once had Cullen hesitated to murder someone, but my God you truly were something out of a dream. He flipped you onto your back and held you down by your neck by a gloved hand, leaning in. His mind was made up, you would be his bride, his queen to rule and stand by his side on this bloody mountain he would build from the ground up. Never once did Cullen find a woman this attractive, this perfect.

“Per-fucking-fection.” he growled almost frustrated on how flawless you were in his eyes. Make no mistake Cullen was definitely not angry. He will take you home and lock you in his bedroom for the rest of your life with him. Your life wasn’t your own anymore, it was Cullen’s.