The Angelic Devil

The Phoenix

Here you go guys, chapter 2.

"A teenage boy has gone missing. Nobody has seen him since Friday evening when he was at a birthday celebration. We interviewed the parents earlier today, and this was what they said.

- You have sent in a report to the police about your missing son?

- Yes... it's so sad... I hope he's alright.

- Do you have any clues on where he could be?

- No...

- Have you-"

I turned the TV off. Humans were so sad creatures; they always looked in the wrong direction. I was actually pretty surprised over the fact that no one had actually seen me. But that showed how weak minded humans actually were.

I heard a strong knock on the door. I waited a few seconds and heard another loud knock. Then I quickly stood up before I walked over to the door and opened it, ending up face to face with Jack.

"Ja-"

"You bitch!" He screamed.

I raised an eyebrow at him before I stepped to the side.

"Come in", I said.

He didn't move and he still stared at me like he was going to kill me. I sighed, rolling my eyes, and motioned him to get inside.

"You don't want to talk?"

He just stood there for another five seconds before he got in. I closed the door behind me and slowly walked over to him. He had his back turned towards me and when I put my hand on his shoulder, he freaked out.

"Don't touch me you bitch!" He screamed.

He pulled out a small pepper spray bottle and directed it at me. I laughed inside. What was he going to do? Spray me to death?

"Look Jack, I don't know what you-"

"You killed him!" He screamed, interrupting me again.

I knew that I could just rip his heart out, but he wasn't marked so I would have to take care of the body myself which would be tiring. I decided to play a bit with him instead.

"Who?" I asked trying to look worried.

"Pete! You killed Pete!" He said.

He was crying hysterically. I changed my expression to shock instead and I felt really amused by his weak and sad mind.

"What? Are you joking?! Pete's not dead!"

"He is! He disappeared at the party after going upstairs with you!" He exclaimed.

He finally dropped the spray bottle to the floor, before he fell to the floor making my floor go all wet with his tears. I tried to look sorry before I crouched next to him. Weak.

"Jack, it's okay, the police will find-"

"No! They're looking in the wrong direction! Hope you have a good lawyer", he said while he stood up before running out of my apartment.

"Does he always act like that?" I thought out loud before I went out of my apartment.

I locked the door behind me as I always did. Didn't want anyone lurking around in my house, now did I? I took the stairs down because it went faster and the lift was already on its way down.