Finding a Way to You (Book One of The Finding Series, going through revision)

Chapter 26

Chapter 26

~18 years ago~

~Tami’s POV~

Why I am doing this I have no clue. Ever had so much anger built up in you and you just had to let it out? Well I am at this stage. So much hatred and anger built up for someone I love, that is has driven me to do what I am about to do. You may think I am crazy, but if you were in my shoes you would do the same.

I drive up to her house perfectly aware of what I am about to do. Knowing this is wrong. What can I say; I’m crazy.  I love her I do but when you do this, something so unforgivable you have to die. You just have to.

I walk up to the front door and pace back and for a bit. It’s true I am nervous. Why wouldn’t I be? About to do something so terrible and so insane.

I knock on the door, holding my fist so tight that my knuckles turn white.

Margret comes to the door looking frazzled. Hair every which way and still in her PJ’S. What would expect from a mother with a new born. She stands there holding the baby Annabel. That backstabbing jerk! That child shouldn’t even be here.

“Tami? What are you doing here? I thought you didn’t want to speak to me anymore?” She says with tired eyes. “Oh Margret let’s put the past behind us. Now let me hold her.” I take the bastard child in my arms and stare at her. She looks like her father. So much like him. Seeing these resemblances reminds me why I am here.

“Why are you here for real Tami? Last time I saw you was when you caught us.” I turn my head and face the wall. I don’t need to be reminded by the betrayal. My best friend, the person I count on sleeping with her. My husband! My hands start to shake and before I know what I am doing, I slap her. I put so much force into that she falls to the floor.

“That is for sleeping with my husband.” I set Annabel down, and pull out the small bottle of poison I took from home; how I acquired it, don’t ask. Cyanide. Deadly. Very deadly. You must think I am crazy. I am. I have to be, killing someone who looked up to me for so many years.

“Tam, why are you doing this?” She asks in a rough, but dry voice. I take the knife out of my purse. “Cause. You. Are. Dead. To. Me.” I slice both of her wrists, and make sure I knock her out beforehand. I take the poison and open her mouth and dump the whole bottle.

I planned this out well. I’ll make it look like a suicide.

I scurry over to her desk that is covered in plastic flowers and glass balls. I grab a sheet of paper and write.

“To Whom It May Concern, I don’t have any reason to live anymore. I have sinned. I have ruined my best friend’s life by sleeping with her husband. I can’t take the guilt anymore. That is why I must end my life. I give full custody of my Daughter Annabel Hayes to her Father Bill Lawson. I can’t live with the frustration of my sins anymore. Goodbye.”

I run back over to her and check her pulse. None. Gone. Crying breaks my devilish thoughts. I turn my head to see the baby I just made motherless. I need a plan to make this look real, like I found her.

I go back over to her body and rub some of the blood on me; so it looks like I found her dead already. I make the 911 call and wait. I look back at the body.

“Should have slept with someone else’s husband ‘Lil’ sis. Hope hell is hot.” I cradle the baby to me.

I smile when she opens her eyes and looks around.

“Hi baby. Your name is no longer Annabel. You are Auntie Tami’s Rebecka. I am your new mommy."