[ WP ] You are a serial killer that has been stalking your victim for 3 months planning your every move , then the night finally comes to make your strike and suddenly you run into another killer who has been stalking your victim for 3 months as well .

It's back, it always comes back. I try to keep it locked up and put it away in the back of my mind, but it never stops. Like a pulse or beating drum in my head that get's louder and lounder until it's all I can hear. That's why I am out here in the moonlight, tucked away in the bushes, outside of some old grandma's house, waiting for her windows to turn dark. I do n't like to brag about it either but hey, who else can I tell! 
 
 I've studied this old broad for two months and 25 days now. I know her life like a book. Saturday's at three o'clock sharp there is the walk in the park with the rest of the golden girls, or as I like to call them'potential victims'. On Sunday's after church usually between 2pm and 2:30pm there is the lunch with the Grand babies ( really cute by the way ). Pretty normal grandma shit. I know that in 16 minutes these lights will fade and I will be ready to pay her a special visit tonight. Just the two of us. 
 
 This will be the third Grandma that I've spent the night with. I just want them to love me like they do their own grandchildren! I want to feel the joy the grand babies feel when their grandmother visits them. The last three were pretty easy to convince, they held me in their arms and played with my hair. I had the last one read me a copy of'The Cat in the Hat'. Everything goes well until they reach for their phone. I have told every fucking one of them to leave the fucking phone alone and they will be safe. Apparently I do n't speak good enough'Old Bitch English' so I have to punish them. Make them understand that I AM serious. Jimmy is Always serious when it comes to spending the night with grandma. 
 
 My hands always get a little sweaty right at three minute til the kill. The seconds turn to hours and minutes feel like days as I wait for those windows to turn dark. Gladdys. That's this one's name. Grandma Gladdys. I hope she is a good one. I hope she will really love me and make me feel like her special boy. I hope I do n't have to give her Jimmy's Mandrel to the back of the head. I really do hate the mess it leaves. Hey! Only a minute to go. This is when I climb out of the bushes. 
 
 The brick path that she built through her little garden leads right to the back patio. It's a real bitch to walk softly on brick but I do n't think sneaking through vegetation will be any more quiet. As long as I can get to that back door and to the window above her kitchen sink, then I will have my special night. I make my way through the path softly stepping with each step and reach out for the patio door. Unlocked. I easily step through the door and walk towards the window above the kitchen sink and carefully slide the window upward. I have went through a few windows now and let me tell you, this was the easiest one to slide yet. My expectations are through the roof right now! Everything is going so perfect. Now I just need to get to the bedroom. Should be the third door on the left. I reach out and turn the knob and slowly open the door. Fuck, it's the bathroom. Must be the room across the hall. There is a muffled moaning noise coming from behind the door. SHIT! Is she still awake? God Damn it! 
 
 I have to make my move. I have come too far now to have this night taken from me. She will fucking pay if she takes this from me! I have to do this NOW! I kick open the door and I see it. An older gentleman standing over top of my Gladdys with his arm extended. I hear a crack and instantly feel like I am being electrocuted. The pain last for about 2 seconds but it feels like a lifetime. My vision is a little blurry and I can hear the man say something softly behind my ear. `` Does Jimmy need a nap?'' How the fuck does this guy know my name? `` WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU?'' Is the only thing I can think to ask. I can see Gladdys. She looks so peaceful with her red hair and red night gown. I wish she could tell me who stole our evening. The wires poking through my shirt hurt and I pull on them with all my might. I was n't fast enough and the gentleman laughs as he pulls the trigger on the taser gun. This pain is more than I can bare. `` I'M GOING TO KILL YOU!!'' I scream it. I believe it. The gentlemen hits me in the head. Darkness. 
 
 `` Jimmy?!? Little boy? Do n't you want to see your Grandma Gladdys's face right before I titty fuck those saggy ass titties?'' He is old. Maybe mid 60's and he is lucky that he has that fucking taser or I would have fucked him up. His voice is nasally but deep. His breath has the smell of garlic that consumes my nostrils everytime that he speaks. `` What do you want and why are you doing this? This was supposed to be our evening and now it's ruined!'' My eyes begin to focus and I see Gladdys in front of me. Her eyes are wide with fear and tears are streaming down her wrinkled cheeks, soaking into the rag tightly wrapped around her head covering her mouth. She is too weak to scream. I begin to scan the scene in front of me and notice that her legs have been skinned completely bare. She is bound in thick ropes that cover her entire upper body except for her bare breast, which are conveniently exposed and ready for his blade. There is a pool of blood around the chair that she is bound to and I look down to see my shoes submerged in the red pool. My hands are bound like Gladdys's. I look up to the gentleman and his eyes are waiting for mine, there is a sick but familiar look in those eyes. He begins wiping his blade off with a white rag that begins to turn shades of pink with each pass. All the while staring at me. I can tell he is about to speak but before he does, I have to have another look at my sweet Gladdys. Her eyes are still wide with fear but there are no more tears. She is gone. Our perfect evening taken. Ruined. I can feel my arms tense and my whole body begins to shake as I try to free myself. I am grunting like a fiend, berzerk and blinded by fury. `` Jimmy... Jimmy stop. Just stop.'' the gentleman is still staring at me, the cleaning rag is a shade of crimson now, and the blade is shining beatifully in the lamplight. `` I know that you wanted this one but I saw her first.'' He pauses for a moment and waits for my response. I stay silent and he continues `` I mean do you see the tits on this one? Jimmy these are precious! You should be thanking me for allowing you stay alive long enough to see them!'' He pauses again and I can not find a single word to say back to him. For the first time ever I feel defeated, hatred, and fear. I have never lost control and I have at this moment, I know I am at his mercy. `` Do n't worry.'' He reaches over and smacks my right cheek twice `` I wo n't make you watch us fuck later. hehe.'' He thrust his hips as he says it and then casually leans over and places the knife under my throat. He leans closer to my ear and whispers `` This is a two for one special for me tonight. I love the way it feels as my knife tears through someone's flesh.'' He slowly digs the dagger into my neck and I feel it entering me. I try to scream but the only thing I can hear now is the gurgling noises that is the blood filling my mouth and lungs. I ca n't breath, I ca n't move, I have to cover my throat to stop the bleeding, I have to get a hand free. `` Jimmy boy do n't struggle. You know it does n't help.'' I can see Gladdy's in front of me. At some point he removed the rag that was wrapped around her head and she has an eerie smile on her wrinkled dead face. I feel the dagger reach the other side of my neck and hear a pop. I can no longer hold my head up and my chin falls to my chest landing in a river of my own blood. I begin to let the darkness to take me away and can hear the faint sounds of a man whistling the Andy Griffith Show's theme song followed by the sound of a zipper being undone.
