ps guys: search the names of the songs in brackets and play then with each section it's only a recomendation and for the huming search(jhin hum lol) now i know it's weird but it fits so well 

Ever since Dave was little kid he knew he was special in many ways none of them good besides his look, sharp eyes and strong jaw line bald head by choice and a life of elegance and artistry even though he didn’t have that much money is hand.

He always had thoughts but never acted on them, mostly because he as afraid of what may happen next, his family might get in trouble his only family being his mother although he had a step father that trash of man can never live up to his real caring father who passed away after a stroke that went unnoticed while he was working abroad.

Dave loved his mother just a she loved him although he was special his mother always treated normally and that’s all he ever wanted to be tre..a..ted normally.

9 AM: alarm clock ringing, I move my hand to tape the phone accidently pushing it of the top of the drawer, I get angry for some reason and think why am like this.

I stop the alarm and get ready to go out because I’m going to have breakfast with my mom I, I wear a white shirt and black pants and slippers and head off, while playing music with my headphones listening to (Satie – Gnossienne No. 1) a classic Dave found himself in love with the calm yet violent outbursts just as himself.

As he makes his way to his moms house he looks at everyone’s eyes in the bus or the street devoid of joy and peace, a truly inelegant display he thought to himself as he walked up the stairs to his mothers door knocking, his step father john opened the door looking at each other for second too long Dave walks in not bothering with john or even removing his headphones, the apartment was medium size with wooden setting that his father chose.

Dave thought his father was a man of taste unlike the trash behind him free loading of my mother while using our inheritance, Dave gave his mother the inheritance to support herself as he didn’t need the money, money for Dave was distraction that can show beauty but never truly attain it.

I take off my headphones looking at john with eyes that can say million words not that he can know.

 “where is my mother john.”   

“she seems to be feeling off today I was wandering if we can postpone this breakfast to tomorrow or you can have it with me.”

“let me go check on her”

As I walk to her room john seems so get nervous, I thought to myself “he must have done something I hope he didn’t do anything to my mother for. His. Sake.”

As I was walking up, I trip in the stairs but didn’t fall balanced myself” these stairs are uneven and should get fixed he thought”

I played the next song just clam my nerves (Chopin Nocturnes)

Then I went in the room to see my mother in bed covered in sheets and walked up to her grabbing her shoulder slowly to not scare her.

“mom you okay I came to have breakfast, but you look cold do want anything?”

No reply “Dave why don’t leave her she seemed deep in sleep”

John thought” ever since she tripped in the stairs yesterday, she was like this and bruised her right side of her chest badly if Dave saw this, he would think I did it and god knew what would happen then.”

John said” last time she ate was last night at dinner that’s when she tripped at the stairway same place you did.”

I was getting furious if this asshole dares touch my mother I will……. I will……end him.

I shake my mother, but she isn’t waking up and I check if she is breathing.

SHE ISN’T.

I get take off my headphones and phone and call the ambulance, as we waited, I was looking at john calmly thinking what type of breed this pathetic piece trash is beating my mom like that.

But then it hit me he killed my mom I wrote off the inheritance to her they are married he takes all.

A devourer a life taker, a murderer.

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John on the other hand was feeling shook about what happened, they were dancing having fine wine and a dinner they cooked themselves until she tripped on the way up.

John looked at Dave who was sweating the corner, the ambiance was dim the light from the corner of the room shone on the back of his head making his face look darker.

Was he smiling?

Dave stood up slowly and went to the stereo system and plugged the aux cord to his phone playing (Opus 172 - "Army of Ghosts")

John was flabbergasted and said” what are you doing your mother is that condition and you are playing music!”

Dave on the other hand made the music louder and played the song during its climax to avoid john alerting the neighbours after all loud music is better than shouting.

I turned around and looked john he was an ugly creature, but I can make him beautiful.

I dashed towards him tackling him down to the ground, while john was shocked, he immediately started scratching and biting like the coward he was.

While I was over him in the ground punching him, he bit my pinkie finger tearing the skin with his teeth.

I then grabbed his collar and said” YOU THINK YOU CAN HURT MY MOTHERRR!”

“GRRAAAAAAGHHHHHH”

I started to chock him while his started turning red and saliva coming out of the sides of his mouth slithering to the sides and touching my hands.

I was disgusted by this filthy man but then said” no matter how nasty you are I can still make a masterpiece out of you”.

Anger welled up inside Dave all his life was now released in one go at his mother death he has nothing to fear and no one to fear.

While he was chocking john, who started to turn purple and role his eyes he heard the high pitch sound of sirens.

Dave looked around saw a vase a vase his mother relished he took it off the mini table while his other hand-held john down.

The moment the pressure relived a little john could breath again and started to thrash around as he thought” this bastard is really trying to kill me I didn’t take him seriously and thought I might get a broken nose and lose a tooth before he came to his senses”

He was beaten and tired tried crawling away until he felt an impact to his head blood started to flow down his head and warm sensation can be felt in his cheeks.

Dave looked down saw that the vase splinters covered johns head so he can’t use his hands unless he doesn’t mind getting a few cuts.

He looked down his body saw that aside from his wrinkled cloths and messed up pinkie finger he was relatively clean with no blood stains he made sure not to rub his hand in his shirt as he liked it and blood won’t come out all the while john was squirming unable to get up.

At this point Dave forgot about the ambulance and walked next to john staring down on him.

“like a cockroach you still hold on to your pathetic life”

“dave don’t do this ple…..please you can still fix this I won’t tell anyone I behhhh beeeeg youuuu.”

John wasn’t stuttering but the words just won’t come out Dave thought although he is bleeding a lot if the ambulance make it time for mother they can still save him, SHIT the ambulance no way I’m letting this man leave this apartment outside a body bag.

I stomped his head with my feet covered in only a slipper, again and again and again until the side of his head caved in little with blood and puss coming out of the splinter wounds.

He mouth gurgled a little until his life was stuffed out beneath my feet like the filth he is, as I walked over the blood covered wood floor I lose my grip to the floor and slip falling in the pool of blood with my white shirt and quickly get up the side of my shirt blood red like I just killed someone which I just did.

I look down and I’m not angry at myself in fact I’m mesmerised by the pattern created by the blood its colour and metallic smell if only there were lots of different types of bloods and shades the ecstasy I would feel when it’s drawn and used as I look a smile appeared at my face.

Then the door opened what I see are 4 different guys 2 with a stretcher and the rest carrying equipment, they look at me horrified as one them shouts” have you done this!”

I look at them as if I don’t know what they are talking about and dash towards them and collide in-between them and push my way out they were too shocked to act and only realised I slipped through they call the police as I run back to my home 5 blocks away.

I was scared I have just discovered this gift and now I won’t have time to play with it and if I get caught, they lock me up these filths of the earth.

“I would rather die “Dave said

He somehow made it back home and took the elevator as he lived in the 8th floor and one of the residents of that floor was also is the elevator, she looked shocked to see Dave in the shape he is in.

Dave walked in with smile said” yo sarah you look lovely today “

She was average looking with no distinctive feature, but she always had pleasant smell and Dave liked that about her.

She stood at the far side of the elevator while Dave started to hum in a good mood.

The elevator came to a stop as he went to his studio apartment, he went inside and looked outside the window to see cops have already came.

None the less he discovered treasure so he was happy.

He grabbed a cig from over his bed lights it up and sits in chair looking at the door.

he thought” mom doesn’t like the smell of cigarettes…… but I don’t care as she will never have the chance to smell me again.”

He starts humming and whistling in a low voice with a chuckle occasionally.

He took a knife and put it beside him as he waited still humming.

Waiting, breathing.

Until boom the doors hinges fly off and cops come in surrounding him as they yell” freeze hands behind your back”

Dave smiles and puts his hands behind his back his hand carrying the knife and young female cop walks up to him he smiles, and then.

“hhhaaaah!” shouts Dave.

Stabbing the officer in the neck shocking everyone.

He looked as blood spurted from her neck chuckling lowly, and with a flash he looked around flashes everywhere around him like he was up in stage about to give his finale bow, his legs stop supporting him as he falls down and looks up to his ceiling letting out one finale breath looking as the cig he was holding soaking up the red colour in the ground while he thought.

“I only need one colour and that’s red”

 A few moments pass as he opens his eyes takes gasp of air, he raises his hand that looks pale with slightly long nails and thinks” what trickery is?”