Letters to Zayn

Chapter 5

Dear Zayn,

There's a first time for everything, right? Well here it is, my first time writing a good bye letter. One could ask why so soon. The only reason is because I am freaking going to die! This maniac rushes into my house and tells me to write a good bye letter to anyone I love, because I'll never see those people again. You are the first and the last person that came to my mind. Even right now this man is standing right behind my back, waiting for me to finish this and holding some medicine in his hand, ready to inject it to me as soon as I am done.

I shouldn't waste anymore time telling you about him right now, I must tell you what I've always wanted to tell you. You are the most important person I've ever had in my life. I love you so much it hurts. I can literally barely breath every time I think of you and get the army of butterflies in my stomach. Even though it might be the last seconds of my life all I can think of is you, the future we could have had. I just really want you to know, that you're an incredible person. Don't ever regret anything you've done in your life. Take everything as a lesson. You are the most sincere,caring and loving person the surface of this earth has ever had the pride to carry. Always know this.

Forever yours,

Rebecca

It is a good thing I am told to finnish immediately, as my eyes were so blury from tears, I couldn't see what I was writing anymore. It is heart breaking how one second can change it all.

****** Flashback 15 minutes ago******

My moment of peace does not last long as I am interrupted by a door bell. I was so curious to see who is behind the door that I didn't care to check first, before opening it. As I opened the door a bald man with a smile introduced himself.

"Hello Miss, my name is Dr Stanley Marcus, but you can call me Stanley." He finished the sentence with a huge grin on his face which got me worried.

"Wait, a doctor? What are you doing in my house?" I asked.

"Oh, don't you remember? Your psychiatrist asked you to come earlier this week and you didn't show up, so I had to come and check on you" He answered still confident in every word he said.

"A psychiatrist? What the heck are you talking about? I don't have a psichiatrist nor do I need one. Who ever you are get the fuck out of my house!" I was about to shut the door right in his face when he put his foot in the doorstep and prevented that, immediately stepping inside.

I started walking backwards, trying to come up with a plan of what to do next, how to run away or get help, but my head was so full of thoughts that I couldn't tell them apart.

" I just want to help you, but you have to listen to me." Dr Stanley spoke once more, coming closer to me." If you act like a good girl I won't hurt you" he says as calm as a person saying such words could be. I get more and more freaked out. Suddenly I realize that I am moving towards the kitchen counter where lies a knife.  A rush of adrenaline runs through my veins as I walk closer and secretly take the knife in my hand. " What I want you to do now, Rebecca, is tell me why you missed your appointment. You know that you're not in a position to do so, considering your circumstances."

"I am sorry, Dr Stanley, right? You must have mistaken me with someone else. I am completely healthy. I have no psichological problems. Could you please just leave? There must have been some sort of misunderstanding" I say the words with my voice trembling and the tears streaming down my face like a waterfall. I must admit I've never been so scared in my entire life.

"Becca, may I call you that? " Of course he gave me no time to answer or reject as he continued." Now is not the time to try and avoid what is right for you" his stare was now on a syringe in his hands, which obviously had something in it.

As there were only two steps between us, the adrenaline hit my head and I knew that I had to do something now or I may end up dead. I pull out the knife from behind my back, quickly take a few steps forward and cut Stanley somewhere close to his rib cage and drop the knife to the floor.

"What the heck,Becca?! I thought we had a deal! Now the rules must change" he said holding his 'hand on where the blood was shed. He turned his eyes and saw the 3 letters that I've written to Zayn.

" You may want to write a good bye letter to who ever you wanted to send all of these letters" Doctor said with the smile completely gone from his face. He pushed me over to the table and ordered me to write and so I start.

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As soon as I am done with the letter I feel a pinch in my neck and everything becomes pitch black.

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Thanks to everyone reading! I'd really appreciate some comments as well or you can ask me questions on ask.fm http://ask.fm/MaloneAbby  if you don't want me to know who you are. As this was a far more adventurous part I want 60 reads for this one :)