He's mine

Chapter 1

I washed the blood off my hands watching the rich velvet red trickle from my fingertips into the clean white sink. It was another job well done.

Incase you don't know who I am, my name is Dan. Daniel James Howell. My partner in crime, is Phil. Philip Micheal Lester. Im a serial killer and so is he.

I turned the sink off and dried my hands on the towel next to me. I then ran my hand through my hobbit hair, sighing. "Phil?!" I yelled for him. "I'll be there in a minute!!" He yelled back. It took him a minute but there he was.

His black as the night hair as straight as it could be made. His piercing blue eyes were the color of the sky during winter. His neck, decorated in the faint little marks I had left. He had a navy blue sweater like sweatshirt on along with his tight black skinny jeans I had convinced him to wear.

My gaze met his. I leaned against the counter of the sink then slid up so I was sitting on it.

"Another job well done.." I said in a low flat voice. "Another job well done.." he replied back.

He grabbed my chin and held it in his hand. Then, he leaned in and kissed me. I kissed him back the same way he kissed me. It didn't last a while.

He took his lips off mine and smirked. I chuckled quietly.

I slide off the sink's counter and stepped out. I walked into my bedroom and grabbed my camera. I set it up onto its stand getting ready to film another youtube video.

But before I did so I decided I might as well change.

I put on another pair of black skinny jeans then slid off my shirt and put my eclipse one on.

I quickly straightened my hair and pressed the record button. I sat down and began filming another video. This time about my 2016 memes.

It was great really. What I mean is the serial killer part. Besides youtube, I'm living one of my greatest dreams. So far Phil and I have killed over 200 people total. They all owe us one way or another.

My mother and father were already dead. They died in a car crash on there way to visit Phil and I. Phil's parents on the other hand, had died by a drive by shooting. It was my idea that we were going to get pay back on all the people who did us wrong. By that, I meant pay them a one way ticket to hell.

I loved Phil. I would do anything to protect him from harms way. I want him to be mine, and nobody else. We've been going out for nine years now. I still protect him at all costs, I don't want to lose him. The voices tell me he cant leave, if he does i'd lose it.

I finished the video and began to edit it. I inserted each individual meme. Once I finished I uploaded and posted on all my social media that I had uploaded a new video to Youtube.

I began to get tired so I got into my pajamas. I climbed up into my bed and snuggled myself deep down under the covers where I knew I would be safe and warm. I somehow ended up drifting to sleep.