Im stuck i mean i literally can’t move it feels as though I’m made of stone but stone doesn’t feel pain right? All i know is the pain i feel is unexplainable with words other than screams of pure horror but honestly I deserve it sometimes i wish it was real its not its some sort of nightmare. I wake up breathing heavy like i always do i turn and face the girl laying down next to me I’m glad I didn’t wake her up she doesn’t have much longer being alive i mean she looks so peaceful I might actually miss this one but probably not I shrug i get out of bed to brush my teeth as i walk to the bathroom making it to the door i shoot my eyes to the floor I don’t want to look into mirror belive it or not I’m afraid of monsters even though I myself am one of the monsters . I head to the kitchen to make the woman breakfast i pull out a pan and put it on the oven so it can warm up. I think to myself sometimes i wish i would be caught so this could all stop but I’m to smart i know i wont be caught . I finish making breakfast and set the table i hear the bedroom door open and put my best smile on its funny psychopaths make the best actors. She’s wearing her pajamas which is an over sized t shirt and short shorts she’s beautiful with her long blonde hair round cheeks and striking blue eyes and she looks happy not sacred not yet “ morning handsome” she say rubbing the sleep from her eyes “How did you sleep?” I ask in a sincere tone even though I don’t really mean it She just smiles in repose that smile hurts deep but it wont make me change god i wish it would “i made breakfast” i say

She looks surprised and says “I’ve never met anyone like you before!” I freeze “you should be grateful for that.” She seems confused but brushes it off and starts eating.