I'd Like to be Somebody Else

Noel

Author Note- This is based on the song Kim by Eminem and for the legitimacy of Someone Tell Me I'm Dreaming, this chapter is a fantasy or dream state of Stacy's. For this chapter to be real events there can not be the sequel. Also Stacy isn't inspired by the song, it wasn't written yet.

I'd walked away from Noel less than a month away, look his son and walked away forever or so I thought. His actions consumed my thoughts. I couldn't let him get away with it. He wasn't going to get away with marrying Meg. He wasn't going to get away with it.

I left Jimmyi with Jamie and Sinead and drove into the night. They had no idea what I was about to do.

Supernova Heights was my only destination and nothing would stop me.

Meg answered the door, perfect.

I hit her over the head with a wrench and she went down. I taped her wrists together with duct tape and then dragged her into the living room, my living room. All this belonged to me, not her. I dumped her on the sofa. As far as I knew she was still alive and that was fine, for now.

"Meg, are we still going out?" Noel shouted as he got closer.

I listened to his footsteps and prepared to swing at him.

"Stacy! What the fuck? Where's my son?" he questioned as soon as he saw me.

"Missed me?" I smiled. "He's safe with Our Jamie."

He backed against the wall in fear as soon as he saw the wrench. "W, wha, what the fuck...?" he stuttered as I approached him.

"Don't worry, it won't hurt." I assured him. "Well, Meg didn't scream or nothing."

"You're fucking mad."

"You did this to us." I told him calmly before I swung, he tried to defend himself but the metal bar knocked him out just the same.

I taped his wrists up too and dumped him on the sofa next to her. I didn't know what to do now, I wanted them to be conscious when I slit their throats. I taped their legs so they couldn't run and then I sat and waited, playing with the knife.

Meg woke first, she jumped and started screaming.

"Shut the fuck up!" I told her, barely bothering to look up from the knife.

"Who are you?" she cried.

"I'm your dear friend, Stacy." I grinned. "You won't forget me in future."

Her crying seemed to stir Noel into consciousness too. He looked at me with such tired eyes, I'd hit him so much harder than her and it had knocked it out of him so much worse than him.

He was bleeding so much worse than she was too.

"Stacy." he said weakly. "Help me, I need help."

I gave a sarcastic laugh. "No, I don't remember you helping me when you fucked off and married this slut."

"I'm gonna die Stacy, I know you don't want me dead." he spoke.

"You don't get this do you?"

"Explain then, explain why the fuck you think you can come here and do this to me and MY husband." Meg yelled, that was a massive mistake.

"Be quiet, love. This isn't about you." I told her quietly. "You don't know me, at all."

"Yes I do, I love you, you lived with me for six years!"

"Doesn't matter cos you chose her."

"I told you..."

"Shut the fuck up." I repeated. "How could you? How could you marry her and let her sleep in our bed?!"