Friday, May 2, 2014

The Killing

*WARNING* This story is written for Friday Frights and contains content that will be disturbing to some people, including pedophilia. While I try not to be too graphic, this is an aspect of the story and is meant to add to the horror. It is a glimpse into the mind of two serial killers that begin, as most do, at a young age.

George Hodan

Jimmy killed for the first time when he was three. He crushed his sister’s hamster. His mother had fallen asleep on the couch and when she woke up, she found the creature on the floor in his room. He was just staring at it. She screamed, grabbed little Petey and put him in the trash. She blamed the cat for it, but she kept a little bit of a closer eye on Jimmy after that.

A month after he turned thirteen, Jimmy graduated from animals to humans. He lured Andrea into the storm drain by telling her he wanted to kiss her. She'd been flirting with him all year, so it wasn't that difficult, though he had no interest in touching her in that way. He did kiss her, but only after he’d gutted her and seen what her insides looked like. It was the first time he'd experienced an erection.

When her body was found, everyone was scared. There was a killer in their midst. His mother insisted on driving him to and from school. He wasn’t allowed out after dark. He was allowed to go to Bobby Johnson’s house though. Bobby’s sister was a year older than them and Andrea’s best friend. 

Jimmy and Bobby were in the backyard when Robin came outside. She just stared at Jimmy. When Bobby went inside to get his baseball, she got up and went to sit by Jimmy.

“I know you’re the one that killed Andrea.”

“You don’t know nothing,’ Jimmy said.

“You killed her. You also killed Mr. Crandall’s cat. I saw you.”

“If you saw me, why didn’t you tell anyone? You don’t know shit.”

“I didn’t tell anyone because I liked it. I want you to show me how to do it.”

“You’re crazy.”

“Maybe, but so are you. Come on, Jimmy, I want to see you cut something open.” She put her hand on his crotch and pressed her hand against him, hard. “If you do, I’ll show you what this thing is good for.”

Jimmy felt his penis getting stiff, like it did when he killed Andrea. The idea of having someone watch what he did, excited him. He decided he wanted her to see...

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