The First Consumption

He opened her up, beginning at the bottom of her belly, right beneath her breasts. Making a cut as he opened it wide, letting the blood pour down.

Staring at her organs, the smirk on his face just grew bigger and bigger with each moment. Won’t be able to eat all of them; no, only one he can eat, but which one should he eat?

Enchanted by the sight of it, and staring at it for a moment or so, he decided and pulled the heart out of there.

He was quiet, rather calm as he was cooking it, having been there in that house, without a tension in the world, he didn’t even think for a moment there that anyone could have just walked in here on him; he didn’t even think about it.

And whether it was his luck or what, but no one walked on him. Cooked her heart, sat there in silence, and ate it. Spent quite a few hours in there before he took his leave.

Leaving the body lying there like that, she lay there for a little while before her mother returned.

The young girl was there with her, and as she saw her lying there in such a grotesque situation, her legs shattered, she was crying, holding the other daughter to her chest.

She had her face thrust into her chest, so she couldn’t see the sight, as she herself just cried and cried.

Neighbours heard her and rushed in there, wondering what could have happened there, why she was crying, and as they saw the scene, they were sick to the stomach. The women who entered there just puked and burst into crying, a couple of men took them out of there, and informed the police.

The next morning, that incident was in the news; it was there on the first page of every newspaper, but he ignored it all and now focused on something else.

Never even thought about the consequences, what was going to happen, if the police were ever going to find him, or even if he had left any evidence behind; such details did not bother him.

Thoughts on his second victim, or could be his second victim, and that was his teacher. Did not go behind her right away; he took his time. Rather, let the lust grow.

And just followed her for days. He got familiar with her schedule, her family, and the most important thing: at what time of the day she was all alone at home.

She is a married woman, no kids, something which he found delightful. Her husband works in a sugar mill. He understood his schedule too, what time he goes to work and what time he comes back.

He did that for days, until he got to know that at what hours of the day, she is all by herself, and that he gets plenty of time for what he intends to do there.

And there it was, a window between evening and night where she is all by herself, doing chores and working on the preparation for dinner. He gets the window, which gives him plenty of time to do what he intends to do there.

He was just taking a guess from the amount of time that took him with the first victim; he was getting a little over that time, so, when he had everything he needed, he made a little plan there to visit her.

Selecting the Teacher

One day, somewhat in the evening, he knocked on her door, unannounced. She recognized him at a glance and was surprised to see him there. “Why are you here?” she questioned him.

He smiled a bit at her, “ma’am”, he spoke softly, “there’s something important I need to talk to you about. Can I come in?” She thought for a moment there, “Sure, but be quick.” he smiled at her.

She brought him a glass of water as they sat there, “I was hoping that you could give me tuition, I need to study, my grades, I think they can improve, can you do it?.

Been sitting there in silence, she gave it a little thought there, “i don’t think that i can do that, first its against the school rules, if they find out i am giving tuitions, i will lose my job and on the other hand, between school and my home, i don’t have time for it, so, no, i can’t do it”.

She made herself clear and asked him to leave, but he isn’t going away that easily, no, as he has something else been going on in his head, so he tried to insist on her.

But no matter what he does there, she won’t listen to him. She said she has some chores to do, and asked him to take his leave, again, but he won’t go, and has been taking a little pause there.

And with that, “there’s something else that I want to tell you, something which I meant to tell you a long time, but I dared to do it”, she heard him and shook her head a little at him.

“What is it?” she asked him, as he took a deep breath there, took a moment, “For a few days, something has started to happen inside of me, something odd, something which I have never felt before about anyone”.

“You might not like it, but i think i am love with you”, she heard it, remain quiet, kept her expressions neutral, “i think about you all the time, day and night, you are the only reason why i came to school daily, to see you, the feeling i get to see you, i can’t explain it to you”.

She listen to him attentively, he took a little pause there, as they both looked at one another, “and i desire to make love to you”, that’s where her expressions changed, “can you make love to me”, he asked her, as she rose from her place, “why don’t you go now, i have work to do, we will talk about it later”, she has no such intentions, she just want him to be out of there.

“What, you don’t like me?” he said innocently as he rose on his feet there, “don’t think of me just a kid, I can be a perfect partner, the love that I can give you, no one else can”, he kept saying things like that there, and she kept asking him to leave.

It went on for a while before there came a moment when she screamed at him. That scream was followed by a ghost silence, before she took a deep breath, held her anger back, “Just leave for now, we will talk about it later”, she said to him.

He remained quiet, standing there, just staring at her, before he got closer to her and held her head between his hands. He kissed her as she tried to push him away from her.

After struggling for a while, she managed to push him away and started to strike him. He did not raise his hand to her, just let her do whatever she was doing.

“Leave”, she cried, as she grabbed his hand, and move towards the door, he kept going on for a while, and a little far from the door, he stopped, and held her hand there, she pierced her eyes on him, which were filled with rage, and tears came into his eyes, certainly not the real one, “please make love to me”, he said, as she slapped him.

He laughed as she slapped him, having been looking right into her eyes there.

The Confrontation and Assault

He struck her right there in her face; she released a cry, but before it got louder, he struck her again. As he did that, he grabbed her by her waist and moved forward from there.

As he did that, he throw her on the floor with a loud thud, and as he did that, she became half-unconscious there, she could see, but she couldn’t move, seeing her like that, he was standing there in silence, been staring right at her, before he stripe her bare, he looked around a little, he saw the dinning table, move towards it.

Everything that was upon it, he threw it on the floor, grabbing her in his arms, he put her on the table, upon her back, and using her clothes, he tied her arms and legs to each leg of the table.

And shove a piece of cloth in her mouth, and as he did that, he took a deep breath right there, stared at her for a moment or so, before he moved towards the kitchen.

He grabbed himself a glass of water, was quiet, gathered his breath there, took his time there, before he returned with a jug full of water, and poured some of it over her face.

He put the jug on the table, as he grabbed a chair and sat right next to her head, being quiet, he was removing the hairs from her face, “look at yourself, you are such a beautiful woman”, a smile appeared on his face.

“You shouldn’t keep yourself limited to one man.” his fingers were rolling all over her body, caressing her, as tears were pouring down her cheeks.

She was trying to free herself from there, kept moving her arms and legs, but they wouldn’t budge. The silence was there for a moment.

“You are just like her. Why are you all like her?” he chuckled a little, “only if she had listened to me, she might still be alive.” She understood who he was talking about.

‘Although I would have still killed her, even if she had said yes”, he sighed, as he started to slurp there, she couldn’t do anything about it, she could just cry and cry, and that’s what she did there.

He went on for a few moments or so, before he came to a stop, stared at her for a moment or so, before he took a deep breath right there and poured two of his fingers in her mouth as she bit them.

He pulled them out as soon as she did that and slapped her, “I thought you would do such a thing”, he said, as he looked around a little, “Do you have a plyer?” he asked her.

Her eyes were just popping out of her sockets, as he smiled at her and started to look for one, a plyer. It took him a while, but he finally found one, although now everything seems to be scattered around. He quickly made use of them and pulled her front teeth out.

As soon as he was finished with it, he engaged in the activity he was there for; he knew how much time he had left there, and he seemed rather calm with it.

She was still alive, barely conscious there, before there came a moment when he took a knife out of the kitchen, cut her open, and stared at her organs. He was just wondering which one he should eat.

This time, he went with the intestines; he cooked them with relative ease and made them rather spicy. He ate it right next to her head on that table, even poured some of it in her mouth, as he thought that she might be hungry too.

Although he was aware of it that she is laying there dead, he was, but he did not care for her.

After he was finished with his work, he took his leave from there, leaving her like that, and left her heart cooked and served on that table, “Now whom should I make love to next?” he said to himself as he was headed right for his house.