Hiding Myself

Chapter Twenty Four

This is not the last chapter... but I'm so sorry - Author

*Song of this chapter - River flows in you by Yiruma*

Thursday 27th December 2002: 7:42am

PAISLEE IVY

I've been a complete wreck now for almost two hours now. Asher still has yet to return. My first thought was to call the police, but I left everything at Lexi's.

I even left my damn shoes, and considering Asher's five sizes up, I'm now sure I could run in his.

Besides, I don't even know where they live, I was just brought to them. I've not been crying, or screaming, or wailing. I've tiered myself out too much for that. I just panicked, I panicked for their sake. I really have grown on them lately.

Seeing as it's been almost two hours, I've been panicking silently, sat on the couch hoping that nothing's happened.

I need to get my mind of them, I need something to distract me.

Holy shit! The letter!

I did the same exact thing I did earlier, and hid the letter in my pants. I take it out, unfolding it but quickly taking breathes before I get into this. I'll never be ready to read this, so it's now or never.

After a while of driving, I finally arrive at her destination. Saoirse's destination. I immediately get out of the car, walking into the house without a knock, and notice her in the kitchen. She notices me and immediately backs away, hitting the counter with her back. Her hands are up in the air as defence, and tears are rolling down her cheeks. "Please. Don't do this! I didn't do anything to deserve this... just please... take me, hurt me, kill me, don't care. Just don't do anything to Paislee." I grab her throat, making her choke. Oh how that turns me on. "Too late for that, Saoirse" concern fills her face. I tighten my grip around her neck. "What" he spits at me. My grip grows tighter. "What do you mean? I said... what do you mean-" and she's out. Not dead, but passed out. I watch as her body drops to the ground, her dress folding over her back. No underwear, fuck. Guess I'll have to do what I was hoping to do later on. I'm too desperate. Her body tastes salty, and sweet at the same time. Her nipples are hard, even when when's passed out, I always knew she loved a good fuck, even if she denied it. My cum drips out of her, dropping to the floor. It has a type of sweetness to it after it's been inside her, that makes me all so much more desperate. So I fuck her again. And after having fucked her three times, she finally wakes up to me inside her, a loud scream leaving her mouth. I turn her over onto her back and shove my fist down in her throat, she panics, and cry's. I pull it out before I could kills her, I have different plans for her death. One where it clearly looks like an accident. I walk out towards the door and yell at him, "I'm meeting a friend, wait for me here" then I leave. Knowing perfectly well that she'll leave soon after me. That she'll try and escape me. That she'll go get Paislee to take her far away from her. But not if I have anything to do with it. I drive out to my sisters house, awaiting for Saoirse to arrive and pick up Paislee, after I've just fucked the both of them and my sister Lauren. Although I'm still pissed that Paislee wasn't awake to know what wonders I did to her. I still can't believe Saoirse would go out of her way to give my sister Paislee to keep her safe. She's my fucking daughter, I know where she is, all the damn time. Just like I know where Saoirse is, like when she was with that fucking prick she pitty fucked and got pregnant from. At least I got rid of the baby for her. When she arrives, she immediately walks into the house and grabs Paislee, dragging her out of the house and into the car in a panic. Before she leaves, she walks back to the front door where Lauren is standing and hugs her (for the last time) as she's got burns all over her face. They communicate some more, then she walks away, getting in the car and leaving. I start my engine and begin following her, but not before I make it obvious to Lauren that I'm here and about to do exactly what she tried to hide from me. Panic explodes on her face... not literally. And she begins running after me, but I drive too quick for her speed. I follow Saoirse, taking a faster route and driving in front of them without them realising. It's a quiet road, so I hide my car and stand in the middle of the road, and wait. Wait for them to arrive, and to cause the most saddest, tragic crash. That I caused. A few weeks ago I broke the front seat, seatbelts and the passages side door. I'm aware she knows about the belts but not about the door Paislee is next too. When they see me, Paislee will fall out of the car and possibly pass out, nothing major. Saoirse on the other hand... well. She's dead. I couldn't see Paislee, which means she couldn't see me. She was most likely distracted by something at her feet, like the sudden flood of water that appeared. All from a bottled water, nothing major. Saoirse saw me and took a quick turn down the cliff to her left. Paislee as I planned was swung out of the car and pulled herself up, without noticing me. Whilst Saoirse falls down the cliff, along with her car that then explodes in a fire. A smile widens on my face, but then quickly fades at the site of Paislee. She's leaning over the cliff, looking down at the fire and screaming in sadness. She fucking chose her. I though we could be happy together, I could fuck her whenever and teach her how to be a real women and not cheat on men like her mother. But no. She chose to grieve her mother. Of course. I guess Ill just have to find another way to kill Paislee. Even if it means I have to beat her to death myself.