Death Pleasure

Trigger Warning: This is a working fiction, please take note that the author has no enough knowledge about the said profession and lots of stuffs may seemed to be unrealistic. Grammar is also underdeveloped. Read at your own risk. Still, a constructive suggestion is appreciated but not the destructive one. And it is better if will do in DM (direct message). Thank you. *** Preface Jax never moved his stare at the old cobwebs attached to the ceiling in front of him. Hours have passed... no... it's been half of the day before he managed to blink his red-dried eyes and sat upon his bed. Consciousness started to sink in his body until he squeezed his eyes because of the pain. After a few minutes, he noticed the wall clock in front of him: It's already past 4 pm. Naked, he went to the bathroom and stuck his feet in front of the mirror. And whispered to himself something that isn't understandable. But in his mind, he thought he said the words. The sunlight started to fade as the darkness began to swallow the surroundings. Only that time he moved again his feet towards the shower. It was 8 pm when he went outside and drove his car to his favorite bar, "Magdalena's Cocktail Lounge." This is where he meets his favorite loud and happy atmosphere that covers his ears from hearing his hated silence. While drinking a shot of Tequila, a girl sat beside him. He looked at her. She was wearing an off-shoulder top, revealing her soft white skin on the shoulder, crescent moon necklace above her clavicle, and the perfect angle of her cleavage. The girl slowly turned to the handsome man he met, pretending that it wasn't intentional. "Oh, hi!" She said in a feminine manner and bit her lips. Jax couldn't remove his eyes from the girl's body. He began to feel a heat sensation in his body. "If you love me, you'll never cheat." He suddenly heard a familiar voice in his head. But before he realized, the girl is already riding his lap. Without his permission, a soft thing hardly pressed on his lips. After the deep kiss, they stare at each other's eyes. "You're so f*****g hot," the girl expressed herself to him. "Let's go to my house." He said. The girl immediately locked the door as they came inside the room. Then, she pushed Jax towards the bed and wore out her seductive clothes. Out of surprise, he unable to move his body. And he got more shocked when the girl unzipped his pants and sucked him. "If you love me, why did you cheat on me?" –- The sunshine that heats his face made his eyes opened. His mind is blank, not until he started to retrieve his senses and smell something familiar that made his lungs refreshed. Smiling of what pleases to his nostrils, he decided to look at his side where it came from. His reflexes made him jumped surprisingly when he realized what is he smelling--blood. Blood that bathes the chopped body of the gorgeous woman he had just fun with last night. Panicked, he pulled all the curtains and made sure the door is secured. He doesn't know what to do, nor knew what happened. The only thing he is sure of is that he didn't do it. Then who? Jax scanned each object in his room and pointed to the clock. "It's you!"In the middle of the tension, his phone played the annoying sound of alarm he set. "It's you!" His veins almost came out from his neck as he accused his phone and furiously ran towards the phone and smashed it to the floor. The sound of the impact echoed in the corner and turned it into pieces. Breathing heavily, his tears started to fall. His knee slowly bent down and pulled his hair out of frustration. He felt his head exploding because of the overflowing of thoughts. "I told you not to cheat." He screamed in pain. It was just a whisper but screeched throughout his head. Then he stopped at the moment. When he noticed the corpse, he rolled his eyes. "Ugh, what a mess." He complained and carried the body into the toilet. He again groans in frustration while stepping the corpse to fit inside. So he decided to go to the storage room and grabbed the 5-litter bottle labeled "sodium hydroxide." He poured it into the cauldron and heated up at 300°C. While waiting, he inserted the bed s**t inside the automatic washing machine and mopped the remaining blood stained on the floor. He came back to the kitchen to claim the heated chemical and then poured it into the corpse jammed in the toilet. "Ouch." He said emotionless when he got a little drop that burned the skin on his hands. So he went to the medicine cabinet to treat his burnt. As he closed the mirror cabinet door, he saw himself in the reflection. "I love you too," he whispered before he took a shower. *** ]mvcabusas[