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STORY TITLE: The darkness inside CHAPTER 1: First.I am dis-oriented, and nauseous, as I stumble out of the door and into the alley. What have I done? The reality of what has just happened hasn't hit me yet. I feel sick, from the scent of the thick coated blood that covers my shirt, Jeans, and arms. I am scared, and confused. Scared because of my shocking actions, confused because I feel different than how I know I should be feeling right now. I should be feeling adrenaline, and sickness at the montrous deed I committed. I feel Guilt... Not about what I just did, but I feel guilty for not feeling guilty. It may be shock. Yeah, that's it. It just hasn't kicked in yet. I should be puking everywhere, in disgust right now but I don't. I actually feel quite the opposite. Happy, almost. Relieved. As if a tension that's been straining my brain for years was finally broken. Despite feeling scared and confused, I feel satisfied, as if I had just fed a hunger that had been brewing for years. I felt as if I needed... more... What is wrong with me? EARLIER Warm sun bathes my skin as I walk with Seena down the opaque walk towards our psychology class, at the university. The rising sun casts a beautiful orange glow across the horizon, that almost seemed like it was cranyoned in by a 3 year old.Seena is talking about remedial agression, a term we learn in psychology class. I feel bored, though and am only pretending to act interested."... That's why people tend to back away when confronted by others who tend to reach out to them in a time of need." She finishes, driving in the final word to make her sound sophicated, and intelligent. And she was very intelligent.I nodded, and lied "That's interesting!", though I could tell she was not convinced. To avoid offending her, I quickly changed the subject."So are you still going out with that guy- Whatshisname tonight?" I asked her."His name is Bryan, and yes, I am still planning on seeing him tonight. Were going to a party tonight!" She said sounding excited."A party? Wow, what a romantic first date! Where did you meet this chump anyway?" I said sarcastically. I realized that this sounded a bit meaner than I hoped it would, and hoped she would realize I was only joking with her. No such luck.Seena answered angrily "He is VERY romantic thankyou very much. And I met him on an online dating site. I have talked to him on the phone almost every night on the phone. I am so excited to meet him! So if you can't support me, than mind your own business jerk!""Relax! I was only kidding. Good luck with that tonight See See." Seena is one of my best friends, and has been since I was a sophomore and high school. Now we both attended the same college, and shared a lot of the same classes, so I hung out with her more than most of my other friends. Seena is Dark skinned, african american female, who is very pretty, smart, and personable, though a bit eccentric to some people's first impression of her. Depsite her good looks and 'charming' personality, I have never been attracted to her as anything more than a friend. I nickname her See see, and have been running the tradition since I was 16. It started when I couldn't remember her name, after the second time I met her in Biology class. She came up to me and said "Hey Kevin, how are you?" I felt awkward and embarrassed that I had not remember her name, and responded with "Hey See-.... See-..." Eventually after stuttering trying to remember her name, and her correcting me, though quite offended, I thought it would be funny to call her See See from there on out. She rolled her eyes, not finding my response sincere. "I will, regaurdless of what you judge of me and my soon-to-be-boy-friend!""Your kidding me right?" I said bluntly. "You have never even met this guy in person! He could be a Fat greasy, sexual offender for all you know!""Shut up! He's the sweestest guy I have ever talked to. Not that YOU would know anything about being sweet." Her voice was mean, but I could tell she was partially teasing.We approached the split in the walkway, that was crowded by students, waiting in line outside the chow hall, opposite the school building."Hey, I am feeling kind of hungry. I am definitely not going to wait in this line. Want to get some Chinese or something before class?" I asked."No thanks, I am not too hungry. I'll see you in 45 minutes!" She veered left and walked towards the school building.I was gracious to be alone. I always was. I had friends, and was very sociable. But I never really particularly liked people. No one quite knew who I was, and I wasn't quite sure I did eiter. Somehow it felt wrong, that I didn't have a part of me to share with others. I was good at pretending though, very good. I faked all my relationships. I had no interests, no hobbies, I was completely un-interesting. I Joined several sports teams in high school, and pretended to be into bowling, for the social appearance. I always felt there was something wrong with me, but could never pin-point it. I laughed at jokes from peers, when I didn't think thet were funny. I pretended to be interested in the boring mundane simplicities that most men my age were into, like beer, sex, and football. But I had no interests in anything. Life mostly felt... Empty.I had been this way for years. I wondered if the feeling was what normal people called 'depression'. However, I didn't feel sad, suicidal, or have contempt for life. In fact, I don't actually feel anything. I best described my life, as numb meaningless, and boring. I cared about people, Seena, my sister Rebecca, and my parents who lived two states away, several others. I loved children. I don't know why, but there was something that always interested me about them. So innocent, so resilient, care free, and easily entertained. I imagine I must have been like that too, though I don't remember much about my childhood from before 6 years old. My mind was blank to everything, other than a few jumbled memories that seemingly made no sense. I sat down at the Su's Garden, a chinese restuarant that I commonly ate at with Seena, and ordered my meal from a lanky, borish Asian man whose nametag read "Lang"."General tsao's chicken, with fried rice and a Saki please." I asked."Yees sir, it be out soon." Lang said in a thick Asian accent, that contained anything but excitement.Soon he brought out the food, and I ate in boredom, enjoying personal time away from others. I longed for something to feel. I longed for anything to make me feel... Human... --------- School finished, and I wanted to go home. I needed sleep, anything to shut down and tune the world out. I checked my cell phone, to see several people had texted/called me. Sean had left me a message asking if I wanted to go catch a movie with him and Ross. I texted him back, saying I wasn't feeling good, to get out of it. As I walked to my car with a very distracted and excited girl, all I could think about was sleep, and how life would be so much better once I was in bed, and in my own world, which somehow seemed better than the one I was in.As I drive Seena home, all she can talk about is Bryan. Bryan this, Bryan that. I had to pretend to care again, but this time without so much sarcasm. She is happy, and somehow that makes me feel a bit better, so try to sound excited with her.Finally I get to her house, and drop her off."Thanks for the ride Bryan! If you wanna come to the Party tonight, you are invited!" She said, knowing I would decline.I gave her the same excuse I gave Sean about not feeling good. She frowned, but gave me the adress anyway on a torn peice of paper, just in case I changed my mind.As soon as I arrive at my small little one bedroom apartment, I crash into bed, desperate and eager to escape into dream land. ---------- BZZZT! BZZZZT! BZZZT! I Ignore my cellphone as it rings, and try to fall back asleep. BZZZT! BZZZZT! BZZZZT! I reach over and click "end" without even checking who it was.Finally it stops, and I roll over and attempt sleep. BZZZT! The next buzz informs me that I have received a voicemail. I attempt sleep one more time, annoyed for not silencing my phone instead of putting it on vibrate. Then I realize I can't sleep, and sit up vexed. My alarm clock read 9:00 PM.I reach over and check my phone for the missed call. It is Senna. Probably trying to invite me to that dumb party. I put my phone on speaker, and let my voicemail play the message. "Kevin! Kevin Help!" she is sobbing, and panting, as if she is out of breath. Suddenly I become alert. "He's com- coming!" She stuttered frightened. Suddenly she screams, and crash is heard in the background. "Where the Fvck do you think your going!?" A man shouts in the background. There is anoter Crash, and then the line goes dead.Instantly I am up, alert and aware. I don't hesitate, in throwing on a shirt, and grabbing my keys. I quickly took a pocket knife from my drawer as well, ready to do whatever I have to. I know I should call the cops, but I am too frantic, to angry, hurt that someone is hurting my friend. I jump in my car, and speed off in the direction of the party adress Seena gave me.I am there in 5 minutes, after breaking several traffic laws. I rush up to the door, and open it without knocking. Loud music is playing, and there are 50 or 60 kids dancing, and partying in the large living room. The atmosphere smells thick with alchohol, and smoke. I see a face I recognize, Alyssa, a friend of Seena's from one of her classes.I rush over to the tipsy, drunk woman, and grab her dis-oriented person by the shoulders and shake her from her conversation. "Where's Seena?!" I shout. She looks shocked and confused, and almost stumbles, but I have her in my grip."Wha- chill out man! She went across the street with that new boyfriend of hers. Creepy looking guy if you ask me. Carissa's sleeping here tonight, and her house was unnoccupied, so she let her go "hang-out" if you know what I mean-" She tried to continue, but I was already gone. I run to the house that Alyssa mentioned. It is a smaller house, connected to an allyway that led out the back towards the city. I rush to the front door, and try to open it, but it is locked.I turn around, and head toward the Alley leading to the back door of the house. I try opening the door again, but with no luck. I look around for any solution, feeling helpless and desperate. Than I see it, a small basement window. Suddenly I hear a scream, right from where I was looking at. It was Seena's scream. I pick up a piece of loose gravel, and bash it into the window, that shatters easily under the force of the blow, and slip the shards of broken glass. I can feel myself being cut deep by glass shards as I slide in, but I don't notice the pain, as my adrenaline is pumping to high. When I get in, I see a horrific sight. I feel my stomach drop, and suddenly am filled with rage.The basement, is dark, lit only in the far corner by a dim lantern. In the corner is a sight, I will never forget. Seena is naked, bloody, bruised, and bound with thick ropes, and unconscious. On top of her is a man I have never seen before, tall, burly, and white. He looks to weigh around 250 mounds of sheer muscle.I gulp. "Get off now!" The man is startled by voice, and instantly gets up, trying to button his pants quickly. His demeanor is shocked, at being caught. His face then turns angry, viscous. I too, am angry. MY face is hot with rage, at seeing my best friend hurt, possibly dead. I don't hesitate, and run at the man tackling him full speed. He, being bigger than me, instantly shucks me off and I go crashing into the basement wall. Instantly pain screams up my body, and I hear a few bones snap. I let out a screech of pain, depsite my best efforts to cringe up in agony. The man runs toward me ready to demolish me with his huge fists. My hand flies into my pocket, and thrusts out my open pocket knife, burying itself deep within the man's chest. Right into his heart. His eyes open wide is shock, only a few inches from mine. I stare into eyes, scared, adrenaline still rushing. The moment is brief. The man let's out a gurgle, and then let's out a last breath, and falls limp. I am shaking, and back away in complete fear, as the man falls into a pool of his own blood, knife potruding from chest. Suddenly I feel a surge of energy. A deep sense of fulfillment, as if I had suddenly recieved a response to a need that was unsatiated for a long time. I feel.... Complete. I also realize something horrifying in that moment. I am a killer.PROBLEM: Kevin has just killed a man, has found his best friend hanging on the clutches of life, and finds himself confused as to his feelings about the murder. Kevin has a lot of problems to figure out, with little time. What will Kevin do?