Sebastian 'Bash' Walker is a partying Good-Time bloke who landed a full ride scholarship from out of The Bush of the outback in Australia to Magnolia Falls University. Magnolia Falls is located in Cajun Country, Louisiana USA where the food is hot...
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I stand there, not breathing, unable to acknowledge anything but the grey screen of the flip phone in my hands.
[Aspen:] How did you kill Foxy?
I need to know the person on the other end of this thread isn't some sick prankster.
[Marco:] Smart girl. If I were some infatuated, obsessed person I'd answer she died because I drowned her in the Bayou on Magnolia Crest Lane. But if I were her killer I'd say I strangled her with her pretty pink panties.
My hands begin to tremble and I sit where I stand just inside against the locked front door.
[Aspen:] Why did you kill her?
[Marco:] What an exciting question. Killing her is the end product of my desires. What I desire most in the world is to inflict pain. Mentally, physically, spiritually. It is not the destination as they say but the journey.
My throat constricts and my eyes tear and spill.
[Aspen:] Do I know who you are?
This time the rapid-fire of his responses cease. And it is now I finally force myself to suck in a trembling breath.
Minutes pass and I continue to glare at my last message.
"C'mon," I coax between my gritted teeth.
Then the phone vibrates in my hand as the text appears.
[Marco:] Does anyone truly know anyone? We all wear masks, Polo. We all have secrets.
Rage flows to the tips of my fingers as I viciously type out a message.
[Aspen:] I will not play your sick game if you decide to answer me in fucking riddles. I know you enjoy this. I know you want me to text you. Answer my questions plainly or I will turn this phone over to the cops.
[Marco:] No you won't.
I seethe in my spot on the floor.
I will turn this phone over. But I need answers.
[Aspen:] Why text me then? If you don't have anything important to tell me?
[Marco:] Because I enjoy this. It's my form of foreplay.
The phone becomes a brick in my hand and I let my head fall to rest against the door behind me.
This person, whoever he is, is completely and totally sick.
I stand from the floor then go to Chyette's room and climb into his bed lifting the flip phone again.
[Aspen:] Are you Foxy's secret boyfriend?
As I wait I check my regular phone and open an unread message from Bash.
