"My MaRiLyn..."

58.

"Stay away from us,you lied!" Zoe yells at me whose trying to do nothing but explain myself.

"It's not what it looks like,I can explain," I tell her but she is so scared and so are the twins.

She then looks at Madison and Reese.

"Run to the corner and stay there, don't move. I'll shout for help," she says and the twins comply.

"It's just you and me,pretty boy," she says trying to strengthen herself.

I start to walk up to her and she begins to run to the door crying. I thought you said we should tangle. Zoe tries to open up but it's locked.

"You locked the fucking door?!" She yells at me crying and I walk up to her and grab her by the hair.

I put my hand on her mouth silencing her and she is mumbling screams.

"Shut the fuck up!" I sternly tell her and she still is crying.

I drag her to the kitchen and the twins are crying by the sight of this. She messed up. I throw her to the floor and she hits her head and she begins to bleed from the nose and mouth. She is wincing and groaning in pain.

I take out the knife from my trousers and kneel down to her level,

"You should have noticed that I wasn't who I said I was," I tell her with my hand on her neck,slowly strangling her. She's gasping for air.

"Plea-please... I-I have a sick mother to ta-take care o-of," she tells me.

"I don't care honey. I have a sick mother too. I'm not considering her feelings about the bad things I've come here to do," I tell her and she's crying and still gasping for air.

I'm strangling her and I feel good watching her struggle for her air. Her eyes roll at the back of her head and I can see her life trying to flash before her eyes and I let her neck go. She's reviving her self and sits up straight trying to breathe in and breathe out to regain her breath.

"I'm going to kill you to prevent you from telling Marilyn how I look," I tell her and she panics even more.

"I won't tell her or her husband or tell anyone. Please,spare my life," she pleads with me but I'm not going to do that.

"I can't do that sweetie," I reply.

She's so not ready to die but I'm ready to kill her. I cover her mouth again and I whisper in her ears as I aim the knife at her chest.

"Close your eyes and accept your fate. It won't hurt as much," I tell her and she sobs.

I then stab her. She's in shock. Her eyes indicate that. I let go of her and continue stabbing her in the most appropriate and stable way. Blood is covering my hands and is flowing and covering the floors and my clothes. My anger is let out in killing her.

Every pain I've felt that Marilyn caused me is in every stab I've penetrated through Zoe's chest.

I get up from the floor and I look at Zoe and she's dead.