"We'll take a train to another city." Niall said confidently. He took the backpack and I knew immediately what he wanted to do.
"Do I ..."
He looked coldly at me.
Maura gulped and smiled a little bit iffy against him.
"When are you coming home?"
"We're going home when we get home. I can't know when we'll get home."
He took my hand and pulled me out of the house.
"Must I really come?"
"You should look at me when I have fun. Sitting here and be bored isn't for you."
I wanted to scream right out of the train that Niall was the one. I wanted to tell everyone that Niall was going to kill again, but I didn't dare. Instead, I sat next to him and was silent. He paid for the tickets, and he made sure I was still.
"This going to be fun." he whispered in my ear. "You will understand why I love to stick a knife in some bodies."
I wouldn't listen. I looked out the window and shaking all over. Niall held my hand and I had no chance to escape.
The sun was going down when the train stopped. I had no idea where we were and I couldn't even bother me over that fact. He pulled me from the platform and straight towards the city center. I was shaking, I was scared and I just wanted to puke.
"How do you find the ones you ...?" I didn't get out more. He laughed.
"Dexterity and with a little imagination."
"And I have to ...?"
"Yes you have to!"
Niall pulled me into an alley. He put the blanket on a garbage bin and lifted me up on it. Then he stood between my legs and kissed me. It was as if he wanted to be sure I was his and that I wouldn't escape. I dared not to resist and I answered the kiss. He took his arms around my body and he let his tongue passed my lips. I let him do what he wanted. Niall groaned and then smiled at me.
"You are mine!" he mumbled and corrected his boner. "I get horny just I see you."
"So we'll go home and have sex?"
"No, I'm not going to have sex with you now. I'll find a girl and I'll do what I think's funny."
He released me and backed off a few steps.
Why didn't I ran away not? Why didn't I leave the alleyway? I didn't dare. The truth was that I was afraid of Niall. I knew I didn't have money to take me home and he had been looking up to me. He knew where I lived and he knew everything about me.
The girl was in my age. Niall attracted to her to a place in the ally and I saw how he stripped her naked. It went fast this time and I didn't see when he killed her. I heard how life disappeared from her body and I heard that Niall loved to kill her. He wiped the knife, wiped his hands and came back to me.
"Did you see that?" he said that as if I would have liked it. "She was so easy!"
"It's great that she was easy?"
He laughed and kissed me lightly on the cheek.
"I love you so much."
I wanted to scream, I wanted to puke. I didn't even dare look away at the body and I didn't want to see her naked body.
Niall pulled me away. We arrived at the platform and directly he pulled me into a corner. There were no people there and he pushed me up against the wall. I felt how he lifted me up and he held me hard under my buttocks. He had boner and he pressed it against me.
"Now I want to..."
I tore myself away from him and shook my head quickly.
"No, Niall! Not here."
Directly he became angry. I had no means to get out of there and he held me tight.
"You're not grateful? I have shown you some fun and you don't even want to fuck?"
I was scared.
"I don't want people watching us ..."
Niall laughed cold and lifted me up again. He pulled aside my panties and unbuttoned his pants. Without a single word he penetrated. I just wanted to cry and I felt my whole body wanted to give up. I didn't care anymore about anything. I felt how he bounced towards me and I felt him flexing the entire body. I wished I hadn't gone with him to his home from the start. I wished I hadn't trusted him. Niall groaned and he moved quickly towards me. I felt how he was approaching the end quickly and he panted against my cheek. It wasn't love, it was violence. He didn't love me, he took me. He saw me as a thing to have, and he treated me like a whore.
Afterwards Niall stood there and held me up. I hesitated to say anything. He was panting and he breathed against my neck. I felt how his dick slipped out of me and I knew that this wasn't the last time. Eventually he let me down and he pulled up his pants. He was happy and he looked pleased at me.
"Thanks, I needed that!"
I didn't answer him. I corrected only my panties and stood there still. Niall took up the backpack and then took my hand.
"The train's coming soon!"
I was in the middle of a nightmare. Everything that was happening around me, did Niall do and I couldn't do anything. I thought about the two girls who he had killed. Of what use did they died? Was it just because he wanted to or was there a sense in it all?
At that night I lay and listened when Niall snored.Han kept his arms around my body and he slept heavily. I gulped and wondered if I could escape. Would he find me? Maybe I could get a phone and call the police? Niall had the backpack and in there was all the evidence that they needed. Perhaps my mom suspected that I hadn't escaped? Maybe she started looking for me and that she contacted the police? Maybe she went through my Skype and she saw that I had spoken to Niall. Then she would understand that I was in Nialls room.