He grabbed the girl's naked, lifeless body by her legs, and threw her into his closet, to be taken out later.
He sighed as he wiped her blood on his jeans and plopped down on his modern couch.
He looked out his window, viewing the high penthouses with their bright lights on. It was still late.
His loft wasn't so bad itself with it's mostly white furniture and rooms that could fit in the whole city. He couldn't even get a person to stay with him, considering he might kill them.
He let out another long sigh, before pushing himself off his couch and walking into his kitchen.
He dialed his brother, who was probably somewhere in China or wherever else God knows.
After a few rings, a familiar low tone answered with an uninterested 'hello.'
"Hey dork, it's me Ed!" Edward boomed through the speaker, hearing a gasp on the other end.
"Eddy!" his younger brother exclaimed making Edward roll his eyes.
"What did I tell you about callin' me that twerp? But anyways, when are you coming to visit me?"
he asked rhetorically though his brother never caught on to that.
"Hmm, maybe Wednesday?" he answered
It was only Monday, that day was too soon. But he didn't mind, he needed the company.
"O-Okay, I'll see you then.." Edward spoke before instantly hanging up.
He ran his fingers through his very light brown hair, tossing it to the side.
His brother was a pain, yet important to Edward.
His mom, Anne, and his sister, Gemma, always favored Harry, maybe because he was a huge pop star.
Even his step-dad Robin, hated him. They always argued because he wasn't as perfect as Harry.
His only insult was "Why can't you be more like your little brother?" or "You need to be as successful as fucking Harry." it sickened him deeply, almost made him want to cry.
People never understood he couldn't be just like his twat for a brother.
A loud bang from the living room interrupted Edward from his thoughts.
He stormed over to the middle of the room, turning side to side looking for the origin of the noise.
It was coming from the closet.
Edward ran back into the kitchen and grabbed his knife, then returning back to the closet.
He grabbed the blonde's hair, and made a swift movement across her neck.
Surely ending her.

Notes

YAAYYY! IS IT GOOD. IDK MAN, WHAT DO YOU THINK