[ Belladonna's Point of View ]
The sun has finally risen. Its light is now penetrating through the window and touching my skin.
Jameson left a while ago when students started to arrive, I observed them one by one, but I didn't notice someone suspicious.
I took a deep breath and gasped for air. Why am I doing this anyway? It's not like I feel pity for that girl.
"Hi, Bella! How's your day? You look so depressed." I heard Angel speak beside me.
"None of your business," I told her without making eye contact. Her face annoys me very much.
I glanced at the classroom door to see my classmates' reactions, but my peripheral vision saw this weird hooded guy yesterday who kept staring at me. And he's looking at me now.
I made eye contact with him and glared at him. He's wearing a hooded jacket again, except that this time, it's red.
He immediately looked away when I looked at him. He looks like someone.
Where did I see him again?
...
"Good morning, class. The student council officers will present their plans for this school year. Make sure to take down notes and pay attention."
I promptly looked at the students coming inside our classroom, the student council.
I looked at each one of them, but none of them was the secretary.
That punk, I'm sure he knows something about the dead girl.
He was the only person here with me this morning, and it's possible that he was also the one who hid the corpse.
Unless he was with someone.
"Hello, we are the student council. I am Jennie, the student council president." A girl with eyeglasses and short black hair introduced herself.
"I am Hebe, the student council secretary."
Another girl with long wavy brown hair introduced herself.
I smirked in my seat. I just saw a murderer this morning, and he even disguised himself as a student council secretary.
Two things remained unanswered in my head. First, why did he have to show me the body? Second, why is he stalking me and kept taking pictures of me?
He is definitely a creep.
I looked at the hooded guy and stared at his face for a minute or two.
Hahaha! You murderer, you think I won't find out?
"We also want to give our deepest condolences to your classmates who passed away. Just this morning, we saw the body of one of your classmates in the janitor's room, who hung herself committing suicide. Based on the scars left on her body, we deduced that she's probably a victim of bullying. We will do our best to stop the increase of suicide in this university due to bullying." The student council president announced.
I stood up from my seat and looked at her. My classmates looked at me, confused.
"I saw the body this morning. She was at her table cold and dead. I went outside to call someone, but when I came back, the body had disappeared. I don't think it is bullying. I think it is done by a serial killer." I proclaimed.
As I finished talking, all eyes were still on me, and they looked so surprised.
"Well, we can't consider your statement for now because you don't have evidence, but we will look through it. Thanks." One of the student council officers replied.
I glanced at the hooded guy again and smirked at him. His eyes are widened in shock.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, look who's talking. A murderer defending a victim? I didn't know you already changed."
"I didn't kill anyone," I uttered.
"Hmm, I doubt that. My brother said there was a big possibility that you killed our parents. Do you know how depressed I was that time?" She moved her face closer to me and clenched her fists.
"You believe your brother? Haha, that nutcase. He doesn't know anything about me."
"You know, Bella, I've been researching about psychopaths since my parents died. And you know what I found out? They are manipulative and control people in the palm of their hands. But do you know what's more interesting? They kill people who get in their way." She whispered in a harsh voice.
I glared at her and smiled.
"Yes, that's how psychopaths are. So I advise you to stay away from me. You don't want to end up like the dead girl I saw a while back, do you?" I teased.
As usual, she didn't respond anymore and just turned her head away from me. She keeps barking at the wrong tree.
...
Dismissal of classes came. It's just me and the hooded guy left here in the classroom. I intentionally decided to be left here alone to lure him.
I took a heavy breath and approached him.
"So, why did you murder our classmate?" I asked.
"I don't know what you're talking about." He replied flatly.
"It was a dumb act of you to disguise yourself as the student council secretary."
He stood up aggressively and started to push me into the wall.
He's strong. I felt pain.
"You're a psychopath too? Right?" He lowered his face to mine, and his eyes widened. I know that look. It's precisely how I look every time I have evil thoughts, specifically when I feel the urge to hurt someone.
"That's right. What are you gonna do with me? Kill me too? Go on."
"Hahaha! Yes, but you need to experience a slow and painful death." He replied and raced his fingers through the sides of my jaw.
"You know, I can sense psychopaths around me." He said in a soft voice and moved his face even closer.
"And you, you are a different type of psychopath." He continued.
"My suspicions were wrong." I looked at his eyes and smirked.
"I thought you were the person I saw earlier this morning, but when he moved this close to me, I realized you two are different people." I ridiculed.
He smiled and moved away from me.
"What a genius." He remarked and laughed so hard.
"Why are you killing psychopaths?" I asked him and crossed my arms while leaning at the wall.
"Well, that's none of your business. We're both psychopaths, so you must have an idea why am I doing such things."
"You probably want to know if there are psychopaths who are different from you. Psychopaths who can feel emotions. You torture them to see if they feel emotions and end up killing them. Am I right?"
He nodded at me.
"If that's what you want, you won't get anything from me," I said and aimed to open the door, but he blocked my way.
"No, you can't just go out." He said and started staring at my lips.
He bit his lower lip and held my face with both hands violently. His breath became more aggressive.
I tried to remove his hands, but he was so strong. He was about to move his face closer again, but someone barged inside the classroom.
"Oh, brother. What are you doing? You shouldn't be doing this now to her."
We both looked at the guy who spoke, and it was the guy who disguised himself as the student council secretary.
Psycho twins. How romantic.
"Hi, Bella! Nice to meet you again!" He waved his right hand at me and smiled.
The hooded guy removed his hands from my face and looked away.
"What do you want from me?" I told them.
"We want you, Bella." The twin with eyeglasses replied.
"Why don't you just kill me now?" I uttered.
"We can't do that yet." He said and moved closer to me.
"Ah, finally, I can see you clearly now. I've been so exhausted stalking and taking pictures of every angle of you."
He removed his glasses and looked at me. They look and act totally alike.
"We have lots of pictures of you in our room." He tucked my hair in my ear and whispered.
I pushed him strongly and glared at them.
"Do you want the boy you're living together with?" He asked silently.
Is he talking about Jameson?
"He has nothing to do with this," I replied in rage. Don't they dare touch James!
"Oh! Chill! I didn't know you liked that person. Ouch, that hurts." He said and placed his hands in his left chest, acting like he was hurt.
"So, you like that guy, huh?" The hooded guy spoke.
"No," I replied shortly.
"Well then, what if we hurt him? What would you do?"
I felt like all the blood in my body went up. I went towards the twin wearing glasses and choked him firmly.
I had never felt this kind of feeling before. Why am I feeling this?
"Don't you dare touch James!" I screamed right in front of his face.
I didn't stop choking him, and he was already catching his breath so hard. His face turned violet, and veins started to pop out of his neck.
I feel like killing him, but I won't. I told myself I would try to live a normal life.
I removed my hands from him, and he fell down gasped heavily for air while coughing.
I looked back and saw the hooded guy crying.
This is my first time seeing a psychopath cry.
"Brother!" He shouted and went to his twin brother, who was catching for breath.
Does this mean they can feel emotions?
"You, I will kill you!" He screamed and hugged his brother.
I heard the door opened, so I glanced, and Jameson came in.
"Bella, why are you still here? I already went home, and you're not there yet, so I came back." He said worriedly and walked towards me.
His eyes widened when he looked down and saw the twins.
"Bella, what... Who are they?!" He screamed and immediately went near me.
"They are serial killers. Apparently, they've been killing psychopaths for their own satisfaction. Those students who were found dead in this school were because of those two." I told him while staring blankly at the brothers.
He gasped in shock and looked at me.
"Did they do something to you?" He cupped my face and checked if I was hurt.
I looked behind Jameson because the hooded guy stood up and smirked.
"Save your last words for later, lovers. Hahahaha!"
He hit Jameson's head with a metal broom, and when I was about to attack him, I felt a hard strike at the side of my head.
I fell down and dizzily looked at Jameson, whose head was bleeding on the floor.
"No," I whispered. Then eventually, everything turned pitch black.