Chapter One

Chapter One

A Chapter by Sinbulvinter
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Introduces Frey, a homeless serial killer with a hatred and misunderstanding towards the world.

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Warning: Does contain brief mentions and discriptions of murder and gore, and some disturbing subject matters and ideals.


-Frey-


I'm not a bad person, But it doesn't stop those judgmental stares I get from people who don't even know who I am " much less the things I do.


I just hate the world. That's all. I hate everyone and everything, from the loud mouth teenagers whose voices make me want to shove a pencil in my ears and stuck up rich folks who make me want to tear their eyes out, to the religious type who offer shelter at churches and the police who tell me where I can't sleep. I despise them all.


I didn't really expect the world to be this way, I lived all my life away from it and when I finally saw what was out there I realized it wasn't what I thought. It's busy and constantly moving, loud and full of life. I was used to quiet suffering, death and hatred.
I expected more pain than I found, and I saw I was different… Most people ever experienced what I did and it only makes me hate them more.


They're people, with lives, names, memories, houses, families, friends, and jobs. Me… I got nothing but the clothes on my back and a whole lot of death and blood in my mind. No name, no memory or history, just a name given to me by a psychopath and memories that would fit wonderfully into a horror movie.



I had been staying in this city for a few months now, sleeping on the pavement under highway with the other drifters. The fires in the metal burrows kept me surprisingly warm, and sometimes if the junkies aren't too loud and the voices in my head allow me, I was able to rest for a few hours at night.


The drifters were starting to ask a lot of questions already, meaning I'd probably have to move on soon. I never stay anywhere for too long.



One person, a street girl probably barely just out of her teens, seemed to have developed some kind of interest in me. Not an actual interest, just constantly questioning me, asking for money, prying into my life, and trying to get something out of me. She followed me around like a lost puppy looking for a treat, she seemed to do it with every man around here.


"So, you still haven't told me where you're from?" Her voice made me want to strangle her. She smiled. For a street girl, she always seemed so damn happy. Maybe it was all those drugs she raved about. I wouldn't know.


"Not here." I muttered.


She rolled her eyes, sighing in a dramatic way. "God, you're so mysterious!"


I was tempted to glare, but then I'd have to look into her annoying face.


    "She's a waste of air, you know that, right?"


"You got five bucks?" She asked, for the fourth time that week. "I need to get food."


I felt the monster stirring, deep under my skin. "Greedy little wretch."


She could just go to the corner, she'd be sure to find some a*****e who'd love to pay for her time. "Nope."


"I'll give you smokes?"


   "She should die. No one would even miss her. No one would notice. It would be easy." The monster encouraged me, pushed me. It brew the anger already inside me even deeper. It wanted her dead.


"You know, you really should talk more. Open up a bit. Yeah, you're a little rough looking, but I'm sure you'd fit in fine with my crew."


   "Her crew of drunken brain-dead fools."


I heard her talking, but all her words seemed to run together and fade in and out as the monster clawed its way through my skin. 



Then, suddenly, her voice stopped.



"I don't understand why you're interested with me." I told her slowly after a moment of the silence. I noticed it was raining. "You wouldn't want to know me. You wouldn't like what you'd find."


All I could hear was the silence and the downpour hit the pavement. "I kill people."


It came out easier than I thought it would. "Not because I really want to, although I don't think I don't want to either. I have to. It's all I know. Death. Blood. Pain. It feels familiar to me… It makes me feel calm, alive… I'd say happy, but I don't know what that even feels like."


I waited for a reaction, like wide eyes, a gasp, or even a small scream. Her eyes just stared off into nothingness like large empty voids.


"You don't understand. You couldn't. We aren't the same even though we ended up in the same place. You brought yourself here, and I had no choice. I barely even saw the sun for the first fifteen plus years of my life. I literally came from hell. You… You just probably were some spoiled brat who didn't wanna live under her parents rules and ran away, addicted to so many drugs you had to sell yourself to get them. You think you understand suffering or loneliness, b***h… You got no idea."



I felt almost bitter. The hatred in me growing for her. At least she had a chance for a normal life, even though she blew it. I was never given a chance. I don't have a single thing I could have built a normal life on. I've been screwed since day one.



"Why won't you talk to me anymore?" I asked suddenly, a mixture of fire in my gut and pain in my chest. "Is it 'cause I kill people? Do I repulse you now? Is it the scars? Or the voices? What? Why won't you f****n' talk? You ain't gonna tell no one right? You're not gonna tell on me?" I snapped, my voice straining to stay at one level.


   "She can't even hear you, She's dead. Idiot."


Realization hit me once the monster's growl echoed in my head. Her eyes were empty of life. Her skin pale and lips blue with crimson dripping from them. Her shirt was covered in blood and holes, showing the gashes and stabwounds in her stomach and chest.


For some reason, this made me fall over laughing. I couldn't even remember killing her.



"Yeah, you ain't gonna tell… You're dead."


I laughed so hard my ribs hurt, it took forever to calm myself down. I picked through her bag, finding make-up, a bag of unidentified pills, a half a pack of smokes, and a little over ten dollars. "F****n' liar." I muttered as I snatched the smokes and money and shoved them in my pocket.


I leaned back to light a cig, inhaling deeply while I thought about heading to the bridge and debating jumping off. I glanced back over at her, taking in the darkness of her eyes. "You don't like me too much, eh?" I chuckled as I pushed off my heels to stand, looking over my shoulder one last time before I walked away. "Yeah, neither do I."



I'm not a bad person.
I swear.
I'm just a really fucked up person in a really fucked up situation.



© 2017 Sinbulvinter


Author's Note

Sinbulvinter
So, first chapter is introducing Frey, in all is psycho wonderful-ness. Second would be Rema's "introduction."

This chapter (and the next one) aren't all that gory or violent, so I skipped the Mature Content. But a forewarning, this series does contain a lot of violence, gore, murder, rape, and mentions of domestic violence and child abuse, drug use, suicidal idealation and attempts, constant cussing, and very detailed crazy people.
Its about serial killers... It isn't going to be puppies and sunshine...

Comments, reviews, and feedback and greatly appriecated, and I will take any advice I can get to improve my writing. Thank you.

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A very interesting start, to a novel and a series of volumes. The main character seems like he's on the verge of killing the little girl. Although I don't read horror that often ( If at all ) I really like this and I would most surely continue. Very mysterious it gave me the creeps a bit. I like it

Posted 7 Years Ago


Zachary

7 Years Ago

No problem, my pleasure. Have you looked into other writing platforms- like Wattpad, Com Just wonder.. read more
Sinbulvinter

7 Years Ago

Wattpad.com? No, I haven't heard of that one. I've tried Fictionpress and Deviantart, but they're .. read more
Zachary

7 Years Ago

Yep, wattpad is a free reading site where I could be found mostly.. You might want to check it out, .. read more
This seems like a nice start to a psycho thriller. One of my favourite genres. I liked the way how you just hit the reader with the fact that he was talking to a dead girl and that too without the realization that he'd killed her already... Made me somewhat sympathize with him but idk I'll hold my judgement until I read further ;)

A good captivating read for me.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Dr. YumnaKay

7 Years Ago

Oh yeah that was the line which caught my attention the most! Almost like he fucked himself up and b.. read more
Sinbulvinter

7 Years Ago

Yeah, that pretty much sums it up. He's had a horror movie style life, so he kinda uses it as an ex.. read more
Dr. YumnaKay

7 Years Ago

Interesting set up.. I'm glad I came by this story! 😊
Came across this while browsing and just couldn't stop. I really got into the mood and the mindset of the character. Something about the guy wanting to shove a pencil into his ears. It kicked things off perfectly.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Sinbulvinter

7 Years Ago

I'm glad you enjoyed this, and that it was able to draw you in.
Thanks so much for reading an.. read more
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I really dig this so far. You mix the right amount of violence with still keeping me connected to the character, giving him a likability.

The dialogue was well executed, it was like real conversation which is my personal favorite.

I'll continue reading....

Posted 7 Years Ago


Sinbulvinter

7 Years Ago

Thanks so much for reviewing. I'm glad you liked it and want to continue. It really makes me happy.. read more
So far so good, although I wish the narrator sounded a bit more mature than she is. Unless this was your intention, I feel her voice might alienate an audience by being far too "teen-like".
I look forward to seeing more of this.

Craig

Posted 7 Years Ago


Sinbulvinter

7 Years Ago

Thanks for reading and reviewing! I really appreicate it.
Yes, the character is an adult, bu.. read more
You captured me! It was a perfect hit between the eyes. I generally don't like gore, but so far you do it well.

Posted 7 Years Ago


Sinbulvinter

7 Years Ago

Thanks so much for the review. I'm glad I caught your eye! I hope you'll read on, but it does get .. read more
Oh wow! This one is good. You made me imagine a lot of things. There were no music yet the pure sense of words uttered from Frey's mouth gives life to his character. I love the twist and he killed her. Haha I do expect that though. I would also do that if I was Frey. Easy and valid. Keep writing. :)

Posted 7 Years Ago


Sinbulvinter

7 Years Ago

I'm glad you liked it. Thanks so much for reading and reviewing! It means a lot to me.
I'm .. read more
CAPOLAVORO

7 Years Ago

You are very much welcome. :)
I was disappointed in surmising that he had killed her as soon as I read this -
"Then, suddenly, her voice stopped."
I felt you gave the game away and lacked subtlety.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Sinbulvinter

7 Years Ago

I'm sorry to hear you were disappointed, but I thank you for giving the time to read the story and l.. read more
Frey's introduction in this is great storytelling and getting to know who's good and bad in the tale. His interaction with everyone is dark and suspenseful. Who knows who could be next on his kill list?...

Posted 7 Years Ago


Sinbulvinter

7 Years Ago

Glad you liked it, but Frey's actually one of the main characters and not really a "bad guy." Its w.. read more
A very good opening chapter. I liked the characters, conversation and the realistic view on life. I will come back later and read more. The story is very good and you have my attention. Thank you for sharing the story.
Coyote

Posted 7 Years Ago


Sinbulvinter

7 Years Ago

Thanks for reading! I remember you from my previous account that I closed. Hi again!

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Coyote Poetry

7 Years Ago

Please send read request. I will read. A very good story. The real life feel tempt the reader. You .. read more

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Sinbulvinter

Ephrata, PA



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