DECIMATE H.S

Murderer

M.C

My head is pounding as I slowly regain consciousness. My wrists and ankles are bruised and red from the rope slowly cutting off circulation.

I think back to what Harry taught me about how to get out of situations like this. I honestly though I would never need it; but he insisted I watched.

I fiddle around with the rope, pulling diagonally on the bottom side of the knot.

Successfully I escape the rope with the strategy, freeing  my hands and feet; I begin looking for a way out.

My head is spinning, I feel light headed but I am so desperate to find any escape.

I'm begin to give up hope until I hear a phone ring. Following the sound, I eventually find the phone and wait for the ringing to stop.

As quickly as I can, I dial the number to the club only to be greeted by the voicemail. In a panic, I manage to get out;

"Please whoever this is, Track this number and come find me. Its Masie"

In the corner of the room is an old wooden chest of drawers, I run to it and pull open every drawer; forgetting how much noise I'm probably making. I grab the first lot of keys I see and a box of matches next to them.

I go on to try the keys on all the doors; none of them work.

My last chance is the window. The last key I try wasn't the right one but it was small enough for me to put in the hole and pick the lock.

The window was old and extremely heavy, too heavy for me to lift all the way up, I had to squeeze through the small gap I had managed to make.

Once I'm outside a rush of adrenaline and anger wash over me as a sudden burst of confidence leads me to lighting the curtains on fire.

Then I run.

H.S

I'm so fucking angry.

I pull up to Scotties house.

Since when did anyone think they could take whats mine and get away with it!

I spot Masie running from the house and down the road. I pull up next to her and jump out of the car running over to her side.

I'm so glad to see her.

Behind her, I see what I assume is Scotties house up in flames.

"Oh Harry.... i'm s-scared" She sobs into my chest looking so vulnerable for the first time ever and it shatters me.

I did this to her.

"Shhhh, it will be alright. I'm here now" Are the only words I can muster up.

"Its not alright! I'm a murderer Harry. I fucking killed people" She yells.

"No Masie, no one was home. You didn't kill anyone" I try my best to comfort her but don't really know how.

The drive to Ashley's is silent. My hand placed on her thigh seemed to comfort her, so that's how it stayed for the whole trip.

Once we arrive, I walk to the back of the car and start getting my guns ready for whats coming next.

"Harry why do you have them? Why did you bring those death traps?" Masie asks sternly, still clearly shaken up.

As much as I wanted to tell Masie what was happening, I couldn't. Not after what had just happened to her. The less she knows; the better. It's too unsafe for her to know and being the curious person she is, she would follow me there and if she died because I couldn't do my fucking job I would never forgive myself.

"Nothing, don't worry about it. I have spoken to Ashley and you are staying here for a bit. I have some business to take care of. I will pick you up later."

I chuck my guns back in their bag and go to get in the car when Masie grabs my arm.

"Harry just tell me whats going on, Please Harry" She yells tears streaming down her face.

"Maise I can't. Its not that simple, You will get hurt."

I walk her up to Ashleys door and tell her to keep Masie in her sight and don't let her out.

"I'll be back later" I tell Masie kissing her forehead.

"Please be careful Harry" She barely whispers to me.

"I'll pick you up later Masie"

And with that I drive to the battle field.