Taken 2

05

"You can't love and hate someone."

I laid down on my clean, spotless bed preparing myself for my eternal rest. As nice as she tried to be a few weeks ago nothing could change that fact that today, she wanted nothing to do with me.

She's never going to forget my mistakes she never going to forgive me and she's never coming back.

I pull out a bottle of whiskey from under my bed. Let's drink to women. For how shitty they can be at times.

I unscrewed the cap off and brought the bottle to my lips chugging as much as I could.

I managed to make Fredo leave me alone since none of his solutions were making the situation any better.

One week later.

I grabbed out a black box from the attic and made my way towards my bed. I passed by the library and remembered the time when Felicity fell asleep in there and I carried her to our bed. She loved reading. I looked down at the box. This is the best solution that I could think of.

I sit down on my bed and open the black box. I grab the first syringe and the first bottle labeld ketamine. I slowly insert the syringe into the bottle and draw some of the drug out.

Ketamine is known for taking the pain away during surgical procedures, it's a second morphine, but stronger.

This was bound to take my pain away. I stare at the syringe and all the flashbacks come back. I get reminded of the terrible person I was when I stole innocent girls like Felicity and Aaliyah and I tied them to the beds and injected them with this stuff so they could please dirty bastards. This would be my punishment, for something that I could never take back or fix.

Slowly rolling my sleeve up, I position the needle on my arm and slowly inject it. It stings but as I push on the plunger I know that the pain will soon go away. I inject the all of the liquid and then take the syringe out and put it back in the box. Once I lay back I can feel the drug taking over my body. My limbs become relaxed and it feels as if I were in a trance. My eyelids droop over my eyes as they become heavy. I can feel my heart slowing down, the beating is loud and it vibrates through my chest. Dum dum... Dum dum...

I let my eyes close completely, ready to get my first sleep in weeks. But before I can start falling asleep I'm awoken by the door swinging open. I turn to see who it is and Felicity walks inside. Her beautiful presence lightens up the room and suddenly sunlight is bursting in through the floor to ceiling windows.

"Hey you, I was wondering where you went," she said as she stood by the door. "I bought you something... I want you to open it before dinner though. I also have another surprise but that one will also have to wait. How does it feel to be 22? Remember you asked me when I turned 17?"

"It's not m-my birth-d-day," I stammered feeling a rush of cold air run through my body.

"What are you talking about silly? It's March first! I made sure to remember," she said walking closer to me.

What's going on? Did I not pay attention to the dates? It's March? We were just in a
September.

"You know I love you right?" She said. Her hair was wavy and parted in half. She slipped the few strands from her face behind her right ear and sat next to me.

"I love you too Felicity," I said. I was no longer cold. I was hot now. I felt hot flashes all over my body then I felt her hand on my arm. Her hand was as cold as ever.

"Good. I'm glad you do," she suddenly leaned in and I felt her soft plump lips on my dry chap ones. I was confused but her lips made me not care about what day it was or if I was going crazy. After a long passionate lustful kiss she ran her hands through my hair just the way I liked it. "I love you so much," she whispered.