A Little Bit Ruthless

11(Part 1)

Hannibal took half of Calvin's body and I took the other half. I never promised I wouldn't go after the man. I will however return something that belongs to him, half of her.

Struggling to pull the gift wrapped box she's folded in to I manage to drop the box on the sidewalk. "Damn you're a heavy package." I say outloud.

She's a lot heavier than I thought she'd be.

Sliding and flipping the box until I can't get it to go any further. Screw it, its close enough to the house that he'll get the point its meant for him. Ringing the doorbell,I can't help the urge I have to see his face. I want it etched in my mind, his face when he sees the gift I have just for him.

He's going to love it. Once he answers the damned door.

"So honey, what do you want to talk about this session." After the night I just had I had to come see my therapist. I'm feeling oddly like killing her wasn't as fulfilling as I thought it would be.

"I feel like a weight has been lifted off of my shoulders, but I don't feel complete."

"What do you mean?" Furrowing her eyebrows she looks up at me from her notepad.

"I did what I thought would make me fill better. That maybe if I did this deed then I could cure myself of being a hematomaniac."

"Your personal method didn't work?"

"No." Glaring at my hands turning them over and over. I can still the blood stained redness just beneath my nail beds. This would be extremely incriminating if the detective were to catch me today.

Speaking of being caught, Calvin's dad never did answer the door which can only mean one thing. He knows I'm coming for him next.

"Izabella. Do what you think is right."

I'm never sure if the doc. Is here to help me or she likes to see me kill. She always says for me to do what ever I like. I'm not going to question her judgment though, she's the doctor.

I got to his house on time and in not enough time. I got there to pick up Steven, Calvin's father but not to catch Izzy. I knew thay once I dropped Steven off at the jail she would probably show up to his house later.

Knowing what I do about her pattern now, she's a show off. She's angry and she's hurt, she wants Steven to feel exactly how she felt all those years ago. If there's a way to hurt someone, showing them their mutilated, dismembered daughter's body...she's spot on.

Poor Calvin, if anybody is a victim here it would be her. She's the aftermath of the sins of a father. I don't care what Izzy's issue is with that sick pedophile Steven, Calvin didn't deserve this.

Lifting the lid off of the giant green gift wrapped box, my eyes land on half of Calvin's body. The smell is absolutely horrible, the look in her eye shows she was conscious when her throat was slit. The pieces of her are chopped up in chuncks to fit in the box, except her right side of her face. The rest of her, who the hell knows where that might've ended up.

A note falls from the bow that was placed neatly on top of the box. Ripping it off unfolding it, scribbled in sloppy hand writing it reads:

Good Luck. ~Izzy♣

"Fuck her." I snap. Calvin was on to something and I didn't believe her. What the hell am I supposed to do.