Warning: This story is very graphic and contains explicit content. Please do not read if you cannot handle sexual content. On the other hand, if you're messed up in the head like me, here's my lovely story! ^_^
The girl wouldn't stop screaming. Her voice cracked and she cried; she was obviously in pain. She had to be in pain... Devi had stabbed her at least three times. Now it was just a matter of time before she bled out and died.
"Sabi, I'm letting you do this one."
I snapped out of my watching-pain trance and looked up at Devi. "Are you sure?"
Devi nodded, then looked down at our terrified victim. "Don't worry, sweetie... Soon, the pain will go away."
It always made my skin crawl when Devi talked like that, but it was his job. I was the kidnapper, he was the sweet-talker. We were both rapists, but neither of us liked to be the killer. We always argued about who would do the killing; usually, we just took turns. This time it was Devi's turn.
"Sabi, go." Devi reminded me.
I nodded, then got up and yanked off the girl's panties under her skirt. The girl panicked and squirmed, and Devi held her down with her hands above her head.
"Oh, you're scared, aren't you?!" Devi laughed wickedly. "You should be happy! You're getting a good **** for what you've done wrong!"
The victim could do nothing but scream and cry. She was a high school girl, maybe 16 or 17 years old. She was supposedly best friends with a girl, but in reality, she was just using her friend. Our victim was using her friend for everything--- men, money, popularity, etc. Her friend was depressed; she knew she was just being used. Our victim intended to use her best friend until there was nothing left to use her for.
Two "best friends", one of them always suffering because of the other... Now it was the other one's turn to suffer.
I unfastened my pants and got my dick out; that was all I needed. Devi smiled wickedly once more. In the dim light, he looked insane. Or maybe he was insane.
"Sabi, show the ***** the pleasure that comes from the pain she has caused others!" Devi barked. He really was scaring me, but I was used to it by now.
I mean, we had already done this so many times before.
I pushed our victim's legs apart and up. She kicked at me, but my arms were stronger than her legs.
"Sshh, it's okay, sweetie," Devi's voice was so dark and sinister when he talked like that to our victims. "You're going to love Sabi's dick."
The girl still screamed and cried, and Devi lightly traced the contours of her body with the edge of his knife.
By the time I was done with her, she was already dead. Devi had stabbed her twice more while I was ****ing her. We dragged her body out the door of her house, then snuck it to a spot in the middle of the woods, and burnt it.
Like always, I wanted to puke at the scent of burning flesh.
The ashes and bones, we buried and covered with leaves. Like all the others, no one would ever know what happened to this girl. No one would ever know why people have been disappearing, or where they have been disappearing to. No one would ever know the deep, deep secret about me, Sabi Heart, and my best friend, Devi Ray.
We are the only ones who will ever know.