Mr psychopath.

I heard him shut the door, and with every step he took towards me, my heart was in my mouth. I feared what he would do to me, I didn't know him, but seeing how he ruthlessly killed those men, I knew he was a psychopath and this psychopath, held me captive.

I tried to keep calm, but I heard my heart dancing to the sound of his steps. I refused to raise my head to look at him as he stood right in front of me, at that point, I could feel my soul leaving my body. He slowly raised my head to meet his gaze. To my surprise, he wasn't bad looking. He looked clean, fresh, but dangerous, calmly, though. His eyes looked gentle, not like that of a killer. If only I met him in a less deadly circumstance, I would have butterflies in my belly, but all I could feel was the sweat dripping through my entire body.

I refused to look into his eyes, but that was not the case for him, he kept staring at every feature of my body, his gaze was so strong it pierced my skin.

"What will I do with you"his deep but calm voice echoed through the room.

"p-p-p-lease, sir, l-let me go"I cried out. I would rather not die, especially not like this.

"but you saw what I did"He walked away from me.

I was really frightened, still I could feel that he was not a bad person.

"I promise I wasn't spying on you sir"I said amidst tears.

His gaze was still fixed on me, with no expression at all.

"Too bad, I can't let you go" I froze instantly

"Is this the end of me?" I thought to myself. "what will you do to me?" I mustered a little courage to ask but he ignored my question and kept staring.

I was getting impatient, my arms were already aching from being tied up

"what will you do to me then?"Answer me" I screamed out of frustration,his silence was eating me up, still he kept mute. I got extremely furious, but I knew better than to express it if I wanted to get out alive.

"okay, I'm sorry, just let me go, please"He didn't respond until a few seconds after, slowly he walked towards me, pulled an obsidian knife from his pocket. At that point, my whole life flashed before my eyes. He brought the knife close to me, I shut my eyes in despair waiting for my death, but he cut the rope used to tie my arms. I dropped to the floor, still confused about what happened.

"Am I dead?"I asked myself while touching my body

"stand up"My arms still ached terribly, but I would rather not upset him, so I stood up slowly. I stood straight with my face lowered to avoid his eyes. I didn't want him to change his mind

"I won't kill you...yet?"

Yet?

What did he mean by that? does that mean he's still going to kill me? I had several thoughts popping up in my head

"I have a task for you" He interrupted my thoughts

"Task?" I asked still avoiding his eyes.

"I need you to help me find someone"

"how?" I am completely confused

"I need you to get some information for me"

"And why will I do that"

"Cause your life depends on it" I swallowed hard

"Here"He gave me a bag that looked like a shopping bag. I didn't notice he had it with him the whole time

"what's this?"

"Your dress, shoes, and wig,You have to look good, to seduce him"he paused

"I'll come get you later, get prepared"He said and walked out on a confused me with so many questions running through my mind.

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I jolted to the sound of the door opening. I knew he was here to take me to wherever he wanted, and I was ready, ready to run away from this man immediately I got a chance to,I had no one to save me from this monster, so I knew I needed to smart up and make good use of this opportunity that may never surface again.

I had to keep a smiling face not because I liked his presence, but because of the perfect plan I had in my head. He rummaged through my body, which I found quite uncomfortable and the he gown. It was too much of a hassle for me, I tried pulling it down to cross my knees, but of course, it kept shrinking back every single time. I never fancied short gowns because of the kind of family I grew up in. My parents were religious fanatics, they always warned me against indecent dressing, so I grew into not liking it. Everything about this fit vexed me. The heels were high, and they made my feet ache badly. And the wig, it kept landing on my face every second. I never dressed like this before, It felt weird that my thighs and cleavages were exposed, and the fact that I was actually wearing this to a public place made me cringe. What if I bump into someone who recognizes me? I muttered under my breath

"Are you ready to go?"He asked with a straight face. Not that I was expecting a compliment of some sort, but at least he should have returned the smile

"Can you at least tell me why I'm dressed up"I asked out of sheer curiosity

"There's a man I need to get information from, and you're going to help me get"

"how"He didn't respond,he just dipped his hands in his pocket, removing what seemed like a blindfold, and advanced towards me. I fearfully watched him walk behind me and felt him put the blindfold over my eyes and everything went pitch-black. I asked no questions as he took my hands in his, and led the way. I just followed him and did everything he asked

I heard something like a car door open, he guided me into the car and shut the door. I knew he entered the car too because I heard the car door close again. I felt the car move and I really wanted to see outside, but I was scared he'll get angry at me and maybe kill me, who knows. I was really trying my best not to upset him.

We stopped by at a store to get me glammed up. Then we continued our drive. After driving for what seemed like an eternity, the car stopped

"You can take the blindfold off"I immediately did so I can see where he has taken me too

We were parked in front of one of the portable looking buildings, then he turned to face me, and handed an air pod to me. I've always wanted to own one, but I never got to. Funny how I got the opportunity to use one in such a scary situation

"Now put this in your ear. He said. I didn't know why, but I did just as he said

"You'll only take instructions from me. Don't say a word until I tell you to, once you get there, look for Femi, try to have a conversation with him, and I'll do the rest,remember, don't try to do anything stupid"

He showed me a picture of the man I was meant to find, I nodded to everything he said, before I left him in the car and proceeded into the building.

The loud sound of the music hit my ear hard that I had to close it for few seconds. I've never been to this kind of party before, the parties I attended were religious or family themed parties, so everything seemed strange to me. The air reeked of smoke, alcohol and sweat, it was all stuffy and rowdy, I had to shrug past people to move, it was choking

I tried to walk through the crowd to find where I could sit and at least figure out how to find a man I've never seen in my life in a crowd like this. Thoughts of how to escape without him noticing occupied my mind also

Immediately, I heard his voice through the pod. "Can you hear me?"

"Yes"I said loudly, hoping he could hear me through the loud music

"Have you found the target?"

"Not yet, it's too rowdy in here. I don't even know how to find someone I've never met before amidst this crowd"

"Come on greenhorn, It's a party. Try to mingle, that way you'll find him. Keep in mind, your life is on the line"he tone switch from friendly to threatening

I took his advice and started walking through the dancing crowd. After a while, I gave up. My feet were failing me and the whole scene was just so unbearable for me. I saw an empty sit by the bar and I let myself rest, at least I needed to be fine to look for someone. Right beside me was a slim, tall man with a slight pot-belly. He was wearing a Tee-shirt on a loose jeans with shades. I wondered how he could possibly see in this dim room, I couldn't see him clearly to get his facial features, but he had a beard. He wore a broad smile which was meant to be soothing, instead, it was creepy. The mystery man took off his shades, and kept smiling weirdly. I looked intently just to realize it was him. The Femi guy I was searching for. I first let out a sigh of relief because I was glad I didn't have to search anymore. He didn't look that great, but it was none of my business

"Hey pretty, I don't think I've seen you around here before" Femi said to me

"Go on with the conversation, I'll chip in when necessary" Mr. psychopath whispered through the pod

"It's my first time here' I said, trying to sound confident

"I'm Femi"He stretched his hands for a handshake

"what's your name?" He asked

I was skeptical,Should I tell him my real nameOr just look for any name that comes to mind?

I waited to hear if he'll say something over the pod, but he was quiet

"My name is Vanessa" He leaned on me, and spoke into my ears

"Let's go somewhere better and talk"He smelled like alcohol itself. I was disgusted.

"I'm good here"I talked back into his ear

"Come on"He tried to grab my hand, but I flinched. I didn't want to go somewhere private with a man who didn't look normal but on a second thought, it could actually be easier to escape if I followed him. So I'll take the chance "We can't be shouting and talking to each other"He muttered

He tried to grab my hand again, and this time, I let him take my hand. It was a risky decision, but I was ready to take it, for my safety. I removed the air pod and left it on the counter without Femi noticing, I didn't want him to know anything was up. As I walked out hand in hand with Femi, I was happy his car was parked in the car park, far from where Mr. psychopath parked his. I got into Femi's car, which was as quiet as he said it would be. He sat on the seat opposite me and gave the warmest smile. He wasn't good-looking, but there was something in him that made me comfortable. Maybe because he was my ticket to escape from death. At least, I thought

"You're pretty Vanessa"I giggled at the sound of that

"So tell me about you,like where are you from.?What are your hobbies?Are you single?"he smiled.

I didn't feel right telling a stranger about myself, I was hesitant

"You go first"I diverted the attention to him

"Well, I'm Femi. I'm 29, I work at a tech company,"he paused"I just met a girl named Vanessa and I like Vanessa"he got closer and tried to touch my thighs

"and I'll like to take her home to warm my bed"That was so fast, men are really annoying creatures. I got irritated by his touch immediately,I didn't know what I was thinking when I followed a drunk man into his car. At that point, I started to look for a way out just before things got any worse, it was then I realized that I was trapped, all the windows were whined up and the door by my side was locked. I tried to push his hand off my body, but he got more persuasive and stronger, he leaned for a kiss which I avoided, but he didn't stop, I tried to struggle my way out, but he was stronger than he looked, I realized I was in big trouble, From fry pan to fire. I thought to myself. It's now a case of Had I known I wished I never took off the air pod, probably he'll save me from this beast. He adjusted himself on his seat to hold me firmly, hot tears rolled down my face. I endeavored to scream for help, but to no avail. He kept hitting and dragging me to lie down, but I kept fighting with everything in me. I knew I couldn't over power him, I kept my eyes shut, waiting for the worst.

He forcefully parted my legs, I tried to close them, but he hit me and parted them again, he made to unhook his belt and I cried louder hearing his zip go down. I attempted to hit him, but he took my both hands and held them firmly pinned to the window. I pleaded, but he played deaf. Suddenly, his grip loosened, I felt something splash on my face as Femi immediately collapsed on my body, I opened my eyes slowly to see what was happening. I screamed at the sight of his blood gushing from the back of his head. I looked outside the car through the window, though I couldn't see clearly, but I knew it was him, I could see the gun in his hand, he killed him, I pushed Femi off me and got out of the car, I would rather not be with him but the last place I wanted to be was in a car with a dead man

"Let's go" As if he knew my legs couldn't move anymore, he grabbed my hand, and we walked to his car. It was a distance, but he was easy on me, so I could still make it. He pushed me into the car, got in, and drove off.

I was still in shock. I stared into thin air throughout the drive, and all that played through my mind was the lifeless body of Femi on my body. I couldn't get the image off my head, how his blood gushed out on me, I looked at my dress which was completely soaked with blood, my face too. I felt nauseated. This was the second time I saw him kill someone, he was a maniac, he had no remorse after killing a person, he acted normal like nothing ever happened. I was more scared for my life because if he could kill people like that, what about me. I knew he was a killer, I was a threat, I disobeyed his orders, I tried to run from him even after he warned me, I wondered what he could do to me. I was lost in my thoughts that I didn't realize we've stopped already until he opened the door for me to step out. I noticed everywhere was dim, the only light came from the moon and the few streetlights that I could see through the tall fence, everywhere seemed quiet, I couldn't hear any sound, I just followed him slowly into the building, when we got in, he locked the doors and turned on the lights. I was amazed at the sight of the house. It was so neat and luxuriously furnished, everything seemed right in place and in order. I had to admit, he's a crazy hell of a man, but well-organized. I stood by the door to avoid staring him in the eye, I was anxiously waiting for the worst, maybe a heavy slap, a stab in the neck, or chest, but nothing happened. I raised my head and saw him sitting on one of the chairs looking at me

"Why did you take off the air pod?" He asked in his calmest. I felt less scared. I'm sorry. He stood up and walked towards me, he looked into my eyes, I did too

"you'll never disobey me again" I could detect the anger in his voice

"O-o-kay sir" I mumbled

"I'll show you where to clean up" I followed him upstairs to a dark room. He gestured for me to go in, and I did. He switched on the light, and I couldn't believe what my eyes were seeing. The room was painted purple with a medium-sized bed, a wardrobe, and a door by it. I was utterly confused, I thought he would kill me for going against his order, instead he gave me such a beautiful room. He was an unpredictable man, very unpredictable. A few hours ago I was his captive, tied up in an empty room, but here I am covered in the blood of a man who almost raped me, and the man who kidnapped me saved me, and gave me shelter. Everything is happening so fast, but I just needed to rest from all this problem I got myself into and hope when I sleep off, and wake up, I'll find out it was all a dream.