A New Killer's Diary [EN]

Chapter 13 - A Little Hope

   Imagine a dark empty room. With no lights or smells. You're private from everything and everyone. You only have yourself to talk with you, to play with you, to comprehend you. Sometimes, life puts us in a room like that. You gotta keep trying to get out of there, finding a strange pattern, a different thing, a light... Because the light is the only exit of the darkness...

   - I'm Dumb! - Screamed Butterfly, still locked in the room. - Of course I was going to get betrayed! I just gave my trust to a random person...
   She was desperate. She helped him with his request and instead of him giving her what she wanted, he also blamed her for the things he has done.
   - Breath in and out, Martha. - She said. - You'll be able to get out of here!
   She started looking for things she could use. There were only two simple ways of escaping: through the windows and through the door. She knew the door was locked so she tried the window. Unfortunately, the window was locked to... She had to unlock one of those two. Cole was probably at the room's entrance, so the only exit was the window...
   It was a tall, elegant sash window with a pristine white frame and crystal-clear glass. The latch was a polished brass mechanism at the center of the frame. The room was well-furnished with a luxurious bed, a writing desk with silver-plated stationary, a chaise lounge, and a large wardrobe. On the desk, there were candles, a letter opener, and a decorative vase.
   - I'll try not to make much noise since the house is almost empty now... If he hears me breaking the window he comes here. Besides, I don't have anything to defend myself. - She said.
   She grabbed the letter opener, since it was small, sharp, and sturdy, and used it to manipulate the latch. After some time, the latch clicks open.
   - Good! I did it! - She said.
   Since the window wasn't opened that many times, it was kinda rusty. She tried to open it but it was really heavy.
   - There's nothing here that can help me open the window easily... - She noticed.
   She opened the window a little bit more. The space between it was enough for her to fit there. However, she needed something to help her get to the room below her, on the first floor...
   - Maybe I can use some of the bed cloths to create some type of rope... - She said.
   The problem was, there was no place where she could tie the bed clothes. That's when she remembered to tie the bed clothes in one of the curtains. With the "rope", she went to the first floor from outside and broke the window off the first floor room, since Cole wouldn't hear it and the cameras were off...
   - Now he's gonna regret messing with the wrong person. - She said, going to the garage.
   When she arrived, she picked the rest of the gasoline that she didn't use on the smell. She was going to burn his house...
   By the time she was leaving the garage, the inspector and the other guards that were with her entered the house. Since they went to the second floor, she started  spreading the gasoline on the ground floor. Since the house was already in the smell of gasoline, the inspector and the guards didn't notice it. And after all of these steps, she started a fire.
   After seconds, the echoes of a shout in the fire could be heard:
   - Young man, call the firefighters!
   While they were distracted with the fire, she took the opportunity to steal the money she needed for David. She came back to plan A after all, the one where she didn't need anyone's help. Just like a butterfly flies alone thought the sky, coloring the sky, expressing herself through her wings, through her beauty.
   After she stole the money, she decided to leave through one of the ground floor's windows, since the fire was near the house. She tried to leave without drawing much attention, but she failed.
   - It's her! Right there, it's Bella! - Pointed Cole.
   - Shit! - She said, running away.
   The inspector looked at her guards and said:
   - What are you waiting for? Get her!

   - Hey, Carol! What happened? - I said while she was still opening her eyes.
   - It was that bastard! Seriously, Oliver... I should've trusted you. Screw my friend! I'm not here to help her! I'm here to win!
   - You're right! But we should check on Emma now. - I finished.