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"People like to say that the darkest
monster is inside of you."

  I was worried. She hardly breathed when I got there. Her eyes were red from crying and I could imagine what was inside her head. She looked like a mess made up from some left alone kids in the garden. I placed her on the bed by just taking the shoes and jacket.

I'm not a psycho, I know where the line is.

Took me some time just looking at her, admiring how a woman could survive alone in a world like hers. The only question I had in my mind was why she didn't protected herself. Why she would not show a protection, did she knew the guy?

But this were questions for the morning. I took the box out of my pocket holding the necklace that was made for her. It had a purple diamond with the letters S.D. on it. A small bird was holding the diamond and the silver clean chain was sparkling.

Mrs. Robins took a good care of the necklace but the story that followed wasn't so likable. She lost her child years ago back in our town, her husband gave her the necklace with the promise that one day a girl would come for them. Is it all about Summer?

I lay down on the couch and for a uncounted seconds fell asleep.

"The girl is the answer, Hunter."

I woke up from my mother's voice. The sun was just getting up and Summer was still asleep. Leaving a small note for her I decided that it would be great if I ran around for a bit. Just to clear my mind, to find some answers. The weather wasn't so welcoming but that didn't stopped me.

But aside from searching for questions I couldn't stop thinking about our fight yesterday.

It was my impulsive anger that talked and turned his back. Same as her I'm used to being alone. And sometimes even I'm scared to trust and care for someone again. But when I didn't see her back at the motel my gut was telling me to search for her.

I just got on time. A few seconds later and she may had been gone. Just thinking about this I stopped by a small gorgeous fountain. It wasn't long before I heard a couple of old women talk about a dead man. It was not going to be long before speculation about both of us were made.

I let a coin down wishing for just one thing before took back for the motel. We needed to get away from here. I went to Mrs. Robins house just to find her dead. Shot right in the heart and if they found her, thy surely knew where Summer was.

Screaming. Fighting. This was the only thing I heard before I entered the room. And then the terror was seen. Blood was everywhere around the room. Two dead bodies scared and wound by a knife were laying on the floor. Their faces were disfigured. It all screamed-

In that moment I saw her. Standing there, holding unspecific knife and shaking. Her whole body was in blood but not hers. It was her victims blood.

She was scared from what she just did. She was terrified from the scene in front of her.

"What happened?"

I rushed to ask her. But not only that I didn't get an answer, she didn't even tried to look at me.

Only showed me the scar on her cheek. A wound. And then I turned to look at them.

Now I have the answer. She is scared from what she is capable of. She didn't protect herself last night because she knew that if she did-the man would be dead. And maybe she was scared of killing. I still see some of the faces I killed trough the years.

"Mrs. Robins is dead." Summer didn't looked surprised. She looked terrified. Not even sad. She kneeled down to the bodies, closing their eyes. Now it's sure that we need to get out of here.While she took a shower I pack our stuff.

Cleaning could be the biggest mistake because they will have our fingerprints. We were ready to leave when she grabbed my hand and pulled me back before I got into the car.

"I'm not a-" I knew what she was about to say. And I knew she was not. Summer Delaware was not a killer. This woman was not a monster.

"I know" I hugged her. I knew what this feels like. Taking someones life is not an easy work. But taking someone's life by protecting yourself is not a crime. It's a self respect.

We got into the car. She was ready to heal from the last few scenes but I was scared to ask her what happened. I wanted to understand her but if she wanted she would have told me right?

"They tried to rape me Hunter." Her voice broke. My heart broke. No woman deserves this. And she... Summer deserved so much more. This things don't make her weak, this last hours only made her stronger.

"The necklace?" She asked and I knew I would make her smile.

This may be the only thing that would fix her mood right now.

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