"My MaRiLyn..."

75.

Finally the word had been spread. Madison is declared dead and Reese is admitted to the hospital.

The cops are still around investigating and shit and neighbours are gathered around the front yard of the house mourning and asking themselves questions about what the heck Is happening in their neighbourhood.

Well,I am.

Flowers and cards of 'rest in peace,Madison' decorate the front yard of Marilyn and Richards house. The neighbours are paying their respect to the most prominent figures of their neighbourhood. How thoughtful.

Ciara and I just arrived and we pay our respect. We rest our flowers by the door and Ciara looks terribly saddened.

I hold her hand and we walk into the house to meet with Marilyn and Richard. They called us over for a shoulder to lean on.

I close the door on our way in and I see Marilyn in black,hair messy and eye liner and mascara smudged all over her face messing it up from crying.

She and Richard are talking to a detective who is encouraging them about solving the case no matter how long it takes.

"We will find the murderer,Mr and Mrs Campbell," the detective says and walks out of the house.

"Hi,guys," Ciara greets the couple and Marilyn immediately embraces her and heavily sobs.

Ciara looks shocked by this act but roles with it that she hugs her back tightly.

Richard and I are looking at the women we care about comfort each other and I feel bad for Marilyn. She's a mother and she's lost a child. She might even lose Reese if she doesn't wake up.

"Thank you for coming," Marilyn says as her and Ciara let's go.

She wipes her tears and looks at me,

"Thanks for coming,Tim," and I lightly smile at her and Richard speaks up.

"Reese was found in the backyard terribly bleeding from the head. She'd been hit with a baseball bat,"

"I'm so sorry,Richard," Ciara says and he wipes his tears that almost roll down his face.

"And Madison? I heard something real terrible happened to her," I ask about their daughter I killed but they don't know that I did it.

"She's dead. Terribly murdered by hoever is haunting this neighbourhood. First,it was Mr Best,Miss Fiona,our children's babysitter Zoe and now my children. What does this person want?" Richard asks angrily.

I pat his shoulder comforting him and he deeply sighs out of exhaustion.

What does this person want? I repeat the question in my head and of course I want your wife,Richard.

The woman I sketched into existence and I'll do whatever it is to make sure I have her all to myself.

"I pray the police department figure this out," Ciara says and I hum in approval.

They won't find out its me. I left no fucking trace.