What the hell?!
"N-no it's not possible!"
Why am I trembling when I didn't do anything? Why am I feeling like I am the killer?
There's a knock on my bedroom door
"Y-yeah?" I say, trying to hold back my confusion and fear
As the door opens, I see him
"Are you okay? Why is your face looking pale?" He says
"The manager is dead." I say, trying to keep my voice clear
"Oh really?" He says
Why was his expression straight? Why was he not reacting?
"You don't seem surprised." I say
"I am still trying to understand my human emotion," He says
"Anyways I have made your breakfast, come and eat."
He closes the bedroom door
No he can't be the one who killed the manager or am I trusting him too much?
"Are you coming?"
"Y-yeah."
After taking a shower
I leave my room and sit on the dining table, I look around the house, it was looking clean and fresh
"How did he die?" He says
"He was found dead in his house, the cause of his death is still unrecognisable," I say
I suddenly remember something
Last night
Why did he ask me for the manager's photo and address?
"Lycia"
I am overthinking again, I think these shaking incidents have made me insane, should I go to a therapist?
"Lycia?"
What if I will be the next victim of him? What if he's gonna torture me and then kill me? What if he's gonna slowly make me suffer?
"Lycia! Are you hearing me?"
I get startled, my mind is gonna be insane, I should just ask him straightly about everything if he's gonna kill me anyways
I got up from the dining table and walked towards him, he looked at me, confused... almost innocent
I reached near him, just a few steps back, the fork in my hand which I was holding back for my self defence. I gotta be ready for what's gonna happen to me or I am gonna do something before him.
"Lycia?" He says
"Did you kill him?" I say
"What are you talking about?" He says
"You know what I am talking about"
My voice was getting firm, cold and distant
"I just... threatened him nothing else."
My eyes widened in surprise
We both sat on the couch, he was looking at me as if he wanted to clear everything
Last night, he was walking down the alley after he was convinced that she was asleep in a deep sleep, that he could do anything without her knowing. He has a knife in his hand, for what purpose only he was aware of, he was not nervous nor scared, he was excited. As he reaches outside the man's house. He only had one purpose when entering his house, he wanted vengeance against the one who bothered the only person he cared for.
As he cautiously enters the house, the apartment was dark as the lights were switched off, that man was asleep in his room after stealing peace from how many people he doesn't even remember nor does he care about. He stands near the bed, and then puts a rope around his hand, knotting it tight
The manager finally flutters open his eyes, he was pinned against his own bed, he wasn't even able to move an inch. His eyes widened in fear, his adrenaline rushing, his body trembling,
"Who are you!" The manager says in a trembling voice as if he was scared, he wanted to run away and never look back
He was standing with the knife in front of his bed, on a chair. Caressing the knife as if it was a precious thing for him
"The woman who you made cries today, is special to me."
"That stubborn woman, Lycia?"
He was wearing gloves to not leave fingerprints as he grabbed the wine bottle from the table.
He gets up near him, on the bed. He hits the glass bottle on his head, the blood dripping, as he groans in agony and dread. The glass shards splatter on the floor, enough to make a person cry if they step on it
His face was not looking like an innocent man now, it was looking evil as if it was the true face of him. His eyes start dripping blood, his half mask getting covered in red, he wasn't surprised by it
"Look, don't ever look at that woman again."
He grips on his neck roughly, the manager's face was covered with blood now, his own blood. He was yearning in pain. He was struggling because of his grip.
"Next time, the blood will be on your whole body, it won't stop until you take your last breath."
His blood drop from his eyes drops on the manager's face, he lets out a scream
"This is what I did, I knew that killing him can cause trouble to you, so I didn't kill him."
Lycia takes a deep breath, this man is something else, she can't find if he's good, bad or insane. She was scared now
She moves back in fear
"D-don't back away!" He says
He crouches down on the floor, he was in tears now as if he was an innocent man
"P-please! I am not a human! I don't even know when I am right or wrong!" He says
This the problem, he's not a human
They don't know what he is
"Get up,"
I need to be cautious of him, I shouldn't trust him fully
I hand him a handkerchief to wipe his tears
"Are you sure that cops will not come to me?"
"Nope, but yeah you were with him last night so maybe they will interrogate you."
Lycia starts cleaning her house, deep in thought as he was also helping her
"I don't have any name to be called," He says
Lycia scoffs
"After what you did last night you care about your name?" I say in frustration
"Sorry... For that," He says, looking at her with pleading eyes
Lycia starts washing the dishes
"We will go to the old workshop tonight, at the same time you took a human form, I want to know more about my grandmother," I say
"Fine, I wanted to go there too but I couldn't... My heart starts beating in fear when I even look at that workshop,"
Really? The man who tortured ruthlessly was scared of an old building?
He walks towards me, the cleaning cloth still in his hands
"Give me a name," He says
"I was thinking about it, let me tell you some names and then you will choose one from it," I say
He was looking excited and curious
"James?"
"It feels old and royal."
"John?"
"This feels straight out of an American family movie."
"Chad?"
"Feels like a typical popular boy from an American highschool movie."
"Agh, wait I got it! What about Aiden?"
The door knocks, in a loud banging
Someone was impatient and in a hurry