Three Unsaid Words

~The murder scene #18~

TW: Murder

I wake up and go to the kitchen and start eating something out of Jack's fridge. I hear footsteps so I turn around and I realize I have a gun on me. Someone is about to kill me I start thinking. I don't say a word but the person holding a gun on me was a guy. Not Omar or Jack but I don't know. I tried to get every detail on his face. 

"Okay, so we're going to do this quick and easy. You're going to come with me. And since you have already seen part of my face I'm going to have to kill you after. I'm going to take you to the van I have and I'm leaving you there with my friend. You will listen to what he says and if not then. I think you know." Said the man

I nodded and walked with him. I remembered that I had a pocket knife in my pocket so I decided to use it when I was alone in the van with his friend. We walked up to this black van and he opened the back and pushed me in. When I looked inside I saw a whole bunch of people with their mouths covered and their hands tied behind them in rope. He sat me down on the floor and left to go get more things. His friend tied my hand and my mouth. Once he went to the front of the car I took out my pocket knife and cut loose my hands. I tore off the tape on my mouth and silently went to the from of the van and stabbed the man in the chest. I gasped and realized what I just did. I started freaking out as I remembered about the guy inside. I ran back inside and saw him trying to steal some decor on the counter. I went and grabbed a cloth and rubbing alcohol trying not to make a noise. I put some rubbing alcohol on the cloth and went up behind the guy and put the cloth in his inhale air circle. He started kicking and punching the air trying to escape. He kicked my chest and turned around. He aimed his gun at me and I started freaking out and that's when I took out my knife and aimed it at his chest. I threw it and it went through his chest I freaked out and realized I had killed two people. I didn't want my friends thinking I was a killer so I was going on the run. I'm never coming back. I'm going to be on the run. But first I'm writing a note and a letter to my friends. And then I'm leaving and never coming back

My note:

Dear friends,

I killed those men for self-defense. I'm sorry, my sister 
is probably disappointed. I won't be coming back. And
I'm sorry. I love you. And I hope that you don't forget
me. I love my mom forgive me father and I'm sorry
again for being a bad kid. Please free the people in
the black van outside. And please don't come looking
after me. I'm not worth it. I might kill again. My three
unsaid words might be different than yours. Mine isn't 
"I love you" Mine is "I killed them" And I'm sorry. I might
become a killer and I'm sorry. But I felt something while
I was killing those men.

Sincerely Rebecca, 

I packed my things and left the note on Bridgette's nightstand and left. I bought a ticket to New York. I left my P.O box address to my mom and told her to send me mail whenever she wanted and to go to Jack's beach house immediately. I hop on the train and head to new New York.