How I. . . .

How I killed them all? Well let's see. . .ah yes them. Well it was easy at first. A little snip here and a little slice there. What became hard was avoiding all of the blood spatters. I tried to dodge them but still got hit in a few places. I hate that spray that you get when you clip and artery or two. The screaming doesn't bother me, in fact, it's music to my ears. 1

They scream and beg and ask stupid questions like "why are you doing this to me?" or "what have I ever done to you?". My personal favorite is of course, "You don't have to do this to me you know that right?". 2

Well I think that it is obvious why a person kills someone. At least to me it is. Maybe I see something that the others don't or I know something that they don't. I really don't know. But whatever, it doesn't really matter.3

No it's not all simple, sometimes they beg a little too much and you have to end it quickly just to shut them up. No time to enjoy anything like that though. It's over too fast and then it get's boring.4

I don't really know what to do anymore, I have done everything that I can think of. I need something new and exciting to intrest me.5

"Chris! What are you doing down there?!" a female voice reached my ears.6

Tabitha didn't really know who I was. My name really isn't Chris but I like to lead her on. After all I married the annoying woman for one thing. She was gulliable and easy to manipulate. Makes her the perfect stupid pet wife.7

"I will be up there in a few minuets!" I called up to her placing away all of my 'tools'.8

Sometimes I wonder why I let the wench live. Sure it would be really hard to find another woman as stupid, if not stupider, like her. Still she really was annoying, constantly calling for me. Always yelling really dumb things at me. Jeez what's a guy to do with her?9

"What have you been doing down there for eight hours?"10

"I was building a buisness plan," urg that was the stupidest lie I could come up with.11

"Oh, okay just don't work too hard," she said kissing my cheek.12

I couldn't believe that she actually believed me, now you see what I mean by stupid. This was easier than it could ever be for a killer.13

"What are we having for dinner by the way?" I asked taking my seat on our couch.14

"I made baked chicken and green beans."15

Ack, chicken again. I was so tired of eating chicken and green beans. This time I would cook a real dinner. I am rather good with fire and a knife. No pun intended there. Though sometimes I wondered why I took the job of killing instead of cooking. Nah, it's just not me I suppose.16

"Chris what are your plans for tommorrow?" my girlfriend asked me.17

I smile at this, who knew what I was going to do tommorrow. Well first of all I would go find some unsuspecting person and kidnap them. Then I would come back here and slowly kill them. That would be part of my day anyways.18

I know what some people are thinking. Why in the hell am I killing people in my girlfriends basement? Well it's simple, she doesn't know what I do for a living, thus there is no way anyone will ever know. Unless she, for some unknown reason, happens to come home early and walk down to the basement to find me killing someone. Still the chances of that actually happening are slim to none. I find that funny really.19

"Chris are you listening to me?"20

"Huh?"21

"I asked you what you are doing in the kitchen. So what are you doing in here?"22

"Oh making dinner. I am sick and tired of eating chicken and beans so I am going to make something else."23

"Oh, what are you going to make?"24

"I dunno yet. Let me see what we have to make."25

I opened the freezer and looked inside. There was several bags of chicken and one thing of ribs. Well it was better than eating chicken again so I pulled them out and stuck them in the microwave. Thank god for technology like this.26

"We are having beef?"27

"No, we are having pork. You never buy beef and you never eat it either."28

"Well I don't like cow."29

"I know that. Now if you will go set the table I will handle things in here," I snapped.30

She smiled and rushed off to do my bidding despite the way that I talked to her. She was always doing that and sometimes it really did get on my nerves. I just want at least one good arguement a month or even a week. Something to make this dead end relationship a little less dead end. No, she just smiles and does what I tell her to.31

"Chris someone is on the phone for you."32

What?! Did she not even know real vocabluary? Apparently not if she always talked like that to me. Sighing I looked away from the spinning meat that I didn't even realise I was watching.33

"Okay, I am coming."34