A Psycho's Drive

I stepped on the accelerator, harder each time as the memories of the damage I've caused haunt my being. How could I have done it? All my life I've been a psycho involved with demonist thoughts but I've always been able to control them. That wasn't today's case.1

I glanced through the mirror to get a view of my back seat. There was the image of a woman there; a familiar face. I squeezed my eyes close and stepped even harder on the accelerator. I held the steering wheel tightly between my fingers as the velocity increased and the paved streets turned into soil and dirt upon reaching the outskirts of the city. 2

I opened my eyes to the night's darkness again. The image of the pale woman remained in the mirror. She was young and beautiful. I was a year older than her; I met her my second year in college. I fell in love with her cute smile, beautiful wavy hair, and of course, her amazing body. Her image in the mirror showed her as beautiful as the day I met her.3

It was a mistake falling in love with that angel. I first met her by my best friend, David. One Sunday night, I stayed in to study for a class exam while he went out to party. The following morning I found her sleeping in his bed. David had gone to one of his early classes without wanting to disturb her sleep. That's how I met her. She was such a sleeping beauty. 4

“Why?” asked her image, she seemed confused and angered.5

“I’m sorry,” I replied. A tight knot formed in my throat as I forced the words out of my mouth. “I couldn’t control myself. It wasn’t meant to end this way.” 6

“You just couldn’t handle seeing us happy, could you?” David asked.7

I moved my eyes from the mirror to David. He was sitting in the passenger’s seat next to me.8

“I’m sorry,” I repeated. “What can I say? I snapped. I know I did wrong.” 9

“Of course you did wrong!” his deep voice pointed out. “Your actions cannot be undone!”10

“I know that,” I responded. Anger started flowing through my veins. “I’ll end this soon!”11

A few months ago, my beautiful angel and David had a fight which ended up in their breaking up. It was the best thing that could happen. She was constantly abused by him, both physically and mentally. It always boiled me that I couldn’t do anything about it since David would suspect my love for Eve. 12

The night of their break up she came to me for support. I greeted her with open arms. I worked hard but at last it seemed like I had won her heart. She appeared to be happy with me that I never thought things would end so terribly wrong.13

“You never desired her,” I told him.14

“Is that it?” he asked. “It that your excuse for killing us? You killed me! Not satisfied with only killing me, you took her life as well!”15

My blood rushed as the car reached a speed of 110 miles per hour. Up ahead I could see a curve along the dirt road. A few inches beyond the curve lied a very steep slope. That was my destination. 16

“How could you betray me with him? He treated you like shit! I thought I had won her heart…” My eyes became watery for some reason. It was a disturbing feeling I rarely ever felt.17

“I’m sorry,” her perfect image apologized. I never stopped loving him.”18

Just a few hours ago I had walked in on them. They were having an awesome time in my bed. That’s when I snapped. My inner beast escaped from its cage and devoured my humanity along with my common sense. I got a kitchen knife and killed him. I enjoyed every minute of it. I slit several cuts over the flesh of his legs, making him fall to his knees. He begged for his pathetic life but it made no difference. I slit his throat nice and pretty. It felt so good. 19

The warm blood in my hands felt so moist and smooth. I turned to Eve and ended with her life as well. I stabbed her several times in the chest, trying to kill her fast. The sooner she died the less she would suffer.20

My held a steady glare at the road as I got closer upon reaching the slope.21

“Is that what your planning to do?” David asked, now realizing where I was heading. “Are you going to drive down the slope to kill yourself?”22

I smiled as I moved my foot from the accelerator to the brake pedal.23

“No,” I responded. “I’m not stupid or suicidal. Yes, I do feel bad for killing you both, especially you Eve, my love, but no. My journey is merely beginning. You see, I just came here to dump your bodies…”24