20. Anonymous
TWENTY
My girl isn’t the only person being kept track of. Her roommate and best friend, Ansley, is on my radar, too. Not because she has anything to do with the bigger picture, but because they spend so much fucking time together. She’s in almost every picture the guys have taken when Winver is out and about. I don’t mind, though. They’re both beautiful to look at and both have something for me to fill.
Getting with Ansley was too fucking easy. Saturday night when we met at the pub, I knew I had her from the moment I could smell the cheap vodka lingering on her breath. From that moment on, everything lined up exactly how I wanted it to. I needed her to believe I was interested by bringing her back to my place. Of course, the fuck fest we had wasn’t anything special. She was just another pussy to dump my load in. But to her, it was everything. To her, I was more than just a drunk and horny fuck. To her, I had potential, but to me, she was easy. I need her, but in a different way than she needs me.
An incoming call from Ansley vibrates my hoodie, stopping me from finishing up my current task. “Hey, Ian! Just wanted to say I’m off work if you want me to start heading that way.”
I look around at the scattered body parts, needing more time to clean and dispose of everything. “Why don’t you go home real quick? You know…pack an overnight bag,” I hint to her.
“Really?” she squeals with a bit of excitement. “Of course. It won’t be long before I run out of hoodies if you don’t start now,” I chuckle.
“You know you don’t mind! I’ll text you when I’m on my way.”
“Okay beautiful, be safe.” I hang up before she can say anything else.
I look at the woman from the coffee shop now dismembered on my basement floor. If only she didn’t interrupt me, maybe then she’d still be breathing. All choices have consequences and unfortunately for her, she made the wrong one.
I cut her body into tiny pieces, putting them through my meat grinder little by little. She comes out as a minced, granular mixture. I put the meat in a big container, putting it in the fridge.
My clothes and body are stained, reeking of blood. I smear it all over me like it’s lotion. Closing my eyes as I inhale through my nose and exhale out my mouth, I feel the blood seep into my skin, making my cock grow with need. Keeping my eyes closed, I unzip my jeans, taking only my cock out. In slow, gentle strokes, I feel the blood coat it all over. I rub my thumb back and forth over my tip before I start stroking again.
My hand twists, pumping up and down faster now. I open up my eyes, seeing blood all over the place. I groan out to the ghost of her, loving the crimson red her body gave me. My abs flex with each stroke I give myself. I stop for a moment, taking her meat back out from the fridge and opening the container lid. I start back up again, my cock hovering above the container.
I feel my balls start to tighten and my hips start to thrust like they have a mind of their own. Thrusting in and out of my own hand, I moan out as I release all over the meat. It feels too good. From the blood coating my cock and the rest of my body, to me cumming on top of the meat, it feels like heaven. It feels like poking myself with a needle, releasing utter bliss in my veins.
“You’re such a good girl, especially when you”re dead,” I pant out, zipping myself back up. I realize I don’t have that much time before Ansley probably texts me, letting me know that she’s on her way.
I begin cleaning up the blood, first using bleach then pouring white vinegar and water all on the floor. I wasn’t expecting to kill anyone tonight, so I don’t have the set up I usually would. This has been my first kill since moving here, but this is only the start of how many bodies I plan to go after. She will be the last one, just like how the saying goes.
Always save the best for last.
Stripping down, I put my clothes in the sink, coating them with lighter fluid. I grab the matches, lighting up one then throwing it down in the sink, watching as the clothes burn. It only takes a few minutes before the clothes become ash, letting them drain down the sink. My phone goes off, smirking in delight knowing that it”s Ansley. Perfect timing if I do say so myself.
Walking back up into the house and locking the basement door, I pass by the clean desk and walls. I knew if I wanted Ansley, then taking her back to a place filled with pictures of her best friend wouldn’t be the best option. Everything has been moved to the basement.
“Who knew?” she asks in all seriousness, making me still in breath.
“Who knew what?”
“That you could make the best hamburgers, silly!” I relax in my seat from her response, now laughing.
“Well technically, I only seasoned them to make them taste so good.”
She takes another big bite. “What did you use?”
“An array of different things,” I shrug, taking a bite as I chew the barista down.
“It’s very good. Already spoiling me with breakfast in bed this morning and now dinner? I’m shocked.”
“Why are you shocked?” I ask, taking a sip of water.
“No guy has ever done anything like that.”
“How absurd! You deserve the whole word, baby.”
She chuckles. “How did I get so lucky?” God, she’s already in this deep? It’s only Tuesday and she’s already talking like we’ve been together for months. I don’t like it, but for now I’m going to have to.
“I could ask you the same thing, beautiful,” I say, smiling.
“It’s simple. You have this…magnetic pull to you. Even when I was trying so hard to refrain from you on Saturday, I just kept getting this feeling. It’s like the universe wanted us to be together. Like it knew we needed each other.”
The universe? That’s what she thinks brought us together?I almost want to burst out laughing, but I keep my composure. If that’s what she really thinks, then that’s what she’ll be thinking for the time being.
“I feel the exact same way,” I say in disbelief, playing the part.
“Really?!” she asks with a big smile.
“Of course. I need you more than anything right now.” Her face turns beet red, finishing up her hamburger in silence.
What I said wasn’t a lie, it was the whole truth. The closer I get to Ansley, the closer I get to her.