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My Bully is Psycho Chapter five Isabella "I missed hurting you Isabel " his taunting voice dripped with menace. What a psychotic thing to say... I looked into his gaze for any trace of remorse, if I could perhaps see a glimpse of my childhood best friend, the one person I missed so much. It wasn't there. This was a totally different person, and all I could manage to find in those gray eyes were hate and disgust. "Let me go! " I hissed out in pain, if anything his grip tightened around my shoulders even more, his nails digging painfully.

I had never even dreamed that the love of my life, who was my everything will do this to me. I kept my eyes down as I didn't wanted to see this hideous monster anymore. I loathe​ him with my whole heart now. He ruthlessly killed my best friend and even blackmailed me for his madness. He is a complete psycho. I never knew that the Xavier I know is this heartless!!

I want to ravage those lips that had been haunting me for days and nights since I saw her in the back alley and each time she smiles at me. “Fuck… I sound like a psychopath.” I blinked at the ceiling as words swarmed into my head. I bounced upright in bed and stared in awe at the evening colours outside the window, as sentences were coming together in my head. I am a psycho… Want to be one but I can’t… To love you but I can’t… Kiss your heart but I can’t… You want a psycho but I ain’t one… Ripped you apart, you want… Out of this world, you want…

After what seemed like an unimaginably long period of time, I finally looked up with a thirst for blood in my eyes. If Leina wanted to see what a real psycho looked like, then I would be more than willing to show her how deep someone’s pain could go.

So I chose to act pissed. So I knocked on the door, a bold but nice and pleasant voice said "come in," immediately I came in he dismissed his guards, since we were alone thoughts of killing him flooded my mind. But then I had to put them off. It wasn't time for that yet, I told my self and stood there until he told me to come closer and when I did, he was surprised there were three cups of coffee on the tray. I then started to act mad so I said,

The bloody one with his angry mate to destroy the witch kingdom but when the time comes I will take you away from the doom then you come back and rebuild the village starting it knew the older witch revealed to the witch princess Cara and she was surprised But witch mother who is that bloody one the witch princess Cara asked the old woman He who the Vampire King be got his only child Lamia the old witch said out his name loudly He is dead they say the witch princess Cara said He was never dead those words are rumours and lies the old witch said and the witch princess nodded Does that mean I should just watch the witch queen?? The witch princess Cara asked That's right pretend you don't know

he pick up the pillow that I threw to him and harshly smack it to the bed, then he yells and suddenly laughed. What's happening? Why's his attitude became like this. It looks like he don't have conscience. What kind of person don't have conscience?… A psycho. Yeah. He's a psycho. Bullet is a psycho. That's why he's acting like this. There's no normal people would stalked someone they just knew and pretend to be kind. Just Bullet. Bullet is a psycho. Now my questions was answered by my own too. That's why he can hurt me now because he don't have to hide his real identity.

I said crying He brought out a knife scaring me with it. "You see this knife here?" I nod in crying "Good,if you should scream again I'm going to stab you with it,and you know what next will happen after that?, you will be dead. So just stay still and let have some fun" I couldn't talk any more,I accept the fate that I will be rape today,i know all what will happen to human is written already "I will accept my fate,lying on the floor crying silently I beg to Allah to please help me out on this"

The hilt was decorated with a wolf and some scale-like pattern, making it look like a fantasy vintage knife. "Beautiful, no? Imagine your blood dripping down the blade to the hilt, soaking into my fingers. Imagine the pain and glory when you feel the pain and the freedom of losing blood." His words were like a snake, wrapping around Matthias' ankles, slithering down his spine. Another snake wrapped around his neck, squeezing until he couldn't breathe. Matthias could hear his heart thrashing beneath his chest and his pulse thundering like crazy. His blood ran cold. This man was a psychopath.

With his evil smirk, blood spilled on his face, and with the gun in his hands, he looked like a psychopath, and a low sob escaped my mouth while I tried to accept what I witnessed. “H-Hayden?”