Kill #22:
Don’t Eat the Raspberries
By Tracy
Nick had been off of his
killing spree for a few months now.....focusing on his career and
music....being healthy.
However the fans irked him
more each day, with their stories. Sitting behind their computers and
phones...typing away. It made his blood boil and even after killing the
ringleader, Rose and the moderator of the website...he realized it STILL wasn't
enough to satisfy his thirst for revenge.
They would all pay.
"Morning, Nick.
You're up early." Kevin said as he sat across the table from him, smiling.
They were all in London to record the new Backstreet Boys album....and since
Kevin was there Nick had toned down his need to kill. The fans waiting outside
and pulling him to take pictures every day was enough as it is. None of the
guys knew he'd already committed two murders since they had gotten to the
house....he had covered his tracks well.
"Yeah, I was thinking
of going out jogging." Nick said with a smirk, leaning down to tie his
sneakers.
"All right, but don't
be out too long. Brian's cooking breakfast and we have a special visitor coming
by." Kevin warned.
"Who's coming
over?" Nick asked.
"That kid from One
Direction. I don't know his name but he looks like you a bit."
Nick's mouth twitched a
bit at this news. He didn't like being compared to One Direction all the time.
BSB was far more talented in his mind. These kids had everything handed to him.
"He doesn't look like
me."
"Look, just be nice
to him. He's a fan of ours.....they look up to us." Kevin grinned, patting
him on the back before he left. Nick whistled cheerfully as he tied his shoes,
grabbing his phone and placing it in his pocket. He also took his favorite
knife....the same that he'd used to murder Steph the other night. It had also
been used to make some special muffins.....and colorful, gory fireworks.
He almost left the knife
home but he figured, why not take it. Maybe he would run into another unlucky
fan.
Nick went outside and took
a picture of himself, posting it to twitter.
@nickcarter
Going for a morning jog in
London...NO BODYGUARD!! Uh oh haha http://t.co/tJz4PuuG
He knew that would
probably attract attention, and that was good enough for him. He didn't go far
from the house, the streets were pretty empty for it being late morning.
"Baby you light up my
world like nobody else...."
Nick snapped his head
around when he heard the girl's ringtone nearby at a outdoor cafe. There sat a
young girl drinking tea, wearing a Sailor Moon shirt. She looked at him,
staring...almost spilling her cup.
"Nick?"
"Recognized me, did
you?" he smiled as he walked up to her and sat down at the table.
"You tweeted that you
were going jogging but I didn't expect-" she said quickly. Her phone went
off again and she ignored it, the ringtone playing One Direction again as Nick
chuckled.
"So you're a fan of
those guys?"
"Well I've always
been a BSB fan first but they remind me so much of you that I fell in love with
them. I'm sorry..."
Nick's mouth twitched
slightly and he licked his lips, sighing. He was already annoyed.
"That's cool. You
know Niall is coming by today to hang out at our house. Would you like to meet
him?" he smirked.
"Really?"
"Sure. I'm sure the
fellas wouldn't mind." Nick said, his eyes twinkling. He found out the
girl was named Steph as well and she was from Canada. She followed him back to
the house and it was empty, everyone had gone shopping.
"This place is
wonderful." Steph commented. Nick and her sat in the kitchen talking some
more about music. He also found out she was a writer.....and she knew Tracy,
the girl he'd deep fried at a Taco Bell in New Jersey.
How the hell did they all
know each other? Would he ever get rid of them all?
"Tracy and I always
thought a BSB and One Direction show would be awesome, would you consider
it?" Steph asked brightly. There was a Katana sword hanging on the wall
behind her and Nick kept eyeing it...an idea forming in his head.
Nick shook his head as her
phone went off again.
"Sorry, I need to
answer this. My parents keep calling me....I'm on vacation here from
Canada."
Nick smirked as she walked
into the next room, talking on the phone.
Canada. He knew there was
a couple of those fanfiction writers from
Canada.....why was it always the Canadians?
Nick started to hum
"Blame Canada" as he stood up, still eying the sword on the wall.
There was a lot of strange artwork in the house, but this sword had always
stuck out. Maybe it was time to put it to use.
"No, mother. I'm
fine. I took a trip." he heard her say as he raised the katana over her.
Blame Canada.....with
their beady little eyes....flapping heads so full of lies....
It came so swiftly she
didn't have time to scream....the phone dropped to the floor and it smashed,
her body sliced in half...Nick cackling as he cut her up like a Easter ham.
He then realized the
others would be home soon. What would he do with her body?
"Nick? Where you
at?" Howie asked cheerfully as he walked into the kitchen. Nick was busily
chopping up fruit, still humming.
"Oh, I was making
some protein shakes with fruit. Would you like one?"
"That looks nasty.
What's in it?" Howie said. Nick opened up his mouth but Kevin and Brian
walked in, Niall from One Direction trailing behind.
"Hi fellas. Nice to
see you again." Niall said. Nick smirked as he shook his hand, this
couldn't be any more perfect.
"Nick this stuff
smells gross. I don't know how you drink that." Howie commented again. He
didn't like the looks of the shake, it was chunky and pink.
"Trust me, it's
delicious....Niall, would you like to try it? Show Howie it tastes fine."
Nick promised. He held the mixture and even though the kid looked skeptical he
drank it. Nick watched the whole time, even Howie was staring as if he'd
poisoned it.
This was hardly
poison...they'd been out of strawberries so Nick improvised. He was pleased
with the result though, the chunks of flesh and organs looked like pieces of
fruit.
"Are those
raspberries in there? Or did AJ eat them all?" Howie asked.
"These are even
better than raspberries." Nick stated calmly, drinking his shake with
quiet satisfaction. He thought muffins would go great with this.
Niall licked his lips and
put the glass on the counter, looking satisfied.
"Thank you, mate. I
was parched. That was delicious."
Howie tried his but didn't
have a similar reaction, in fact Nick saw him post on his twitter:
@howied
4th day back in the studio
with bsb. Nick just made me nasty protein shake. If
my stomach does cartwheels soon I am gonna kick his ...
Now that Nick thought
about it, he and the Niall kid had a lot in common. As Nick went to bed that
night, he tucked the knife under his pillow and stroked the blade, the knife
safely inside its holder. There would be plenty of time to get them all....he
was sure of it.
22 down, and many more to
go...
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