Biting Back (Completed)

The trial of a dumbass

It's my court date today and I have heard nothing nor have I even seen wanna be sparkle bitch since I got released that day. I made Kevin become my witness and to testify. I at least made him swear to be there and tell the truth. He owes me. Kevin stole something very precious and dear to me. I never got it back...

Oh there's that sparkling dimond eyed pshyco rat ass I hate so much. I mean I need him as a lawyer or whatever. I don't know how the system works and I can't afford anything else. But what happens when Kevin testifies. Will I be forced to get a new lawyer. Shit, probably. This is all too much for a high school drop out man. I was forced to work straight away, so technically it's not my fault I'm stupid, dumb, hot, skinny with the essence of a blond. I was just raised like that. It's in my DNA. High intellectual learning with Angela. DNA, That stands for: Dumbass not Angela. Dumbass? -not Angela is what DNA is. I should be getting my paycheck for my high iq. Internet queen! That's what iq stands for, and the exclamation mark is very necessary. I am sitting on trial for murders and this is what I'm wondering. Only the internet queens! would understand. It's important to appear smart to yourself so when you talk you think you're smart and confident and havd the chance of also fooling others into believing the same thing, only it takes a mircle to belive. I'm just trying to kill some time. This is taking forever. I'm not trying to kill anything, I take that back. I'm not guilty of murder of any kind.
Sparkle bitch wants to talk to me, but I'm not having any of it. "You have to talk to me before you go and-" I stopped listening before he could finish what he was saying.

Hours or minutes went by and it was time to get Kevin to testify. He went up and talked about this guy always at my house. He didn't seem surprised to see that the guy he was talking about was right there and also working as my lawyer. Something about this is suspicious. Did Erick already talk to him? Of course he did. That rat followed me and ruined my only chance of putting him in jail for his crimes. He must have paid Kevin to shut up and lie. Who could possibly be showing up at my house. The only option is A. Erick B. Glimmering little sparkle bitch C. Ericks/Sparkle bitches evil complice. I mean I have an alibi, so that's a great thing. What about the cameras. I didn't really look too much into what my lawyer was up to. He made a promise.

It was time for me to say what I have got to say about this shit and tragedies. I tried my best to explain to the court and juries that I was innocent and the killer was my lawyer... I'm a dumb fuck. I know that it's not a good look for me to have him as a lawyer. I finished my point and then there was also a testimony from my friends. They were saying I had Been acting strange lately and that I had been talking about some guy that didn't exist. I might stood up and shouted that he's right here besides, me he's real, and then sat back down. People think I'm crazy and gone insane, for sure now. I just had to really rub that into their minds to make sure they knew I was losing it.

I was found guilty... for being the stupidest bitch in the world, and also the freest!
They did give me some dirty looks, but that does not concern me when I'm running around free as a fucking rat running the street. The judge did order me to go to therapy or see a psychiatrist. Like I would ever do that, hell to the no and back.
There is still a problem at hand though...
Erick is still on the loose. I kind of ran away from him a second time, wait maybe it was a third or forth time? The matter is that he can be out there killing innocent victims. Even me, even though I'm not really innocent anymore. What if I take care of the problem myself. I must do something to save others from this monster. This big rat formed man has no business being here on this planet. I'll send him to Uranus or Pluto where he'll either be laughed at or forgotten, hopefully both. When I get the funds for this project he will be gone in no time, just give me around like 10.000 or around 10.005 years to save up enough money to send him away. Maybe there's a better, simpler solution to this though. First thing first! Hit a few clubs. Gotta call some of my back-ups back-up girl friends. I don't think my friends would be agreeing to go out with me right now. That's fine I always have a plan A and then plan B for later when plan A burns and shatters into shit.