It's hard to except the fact that your life is supposed to end just before it is actually just supposed to begin. It's even harder to hear someone say that your death is inevitable.
"I'm sorry, Miss Bennit. There isn't anything else that we can do for you," said Sergeant Dillows. I glared at him, my eyes narrowing as my leg bounced furiously. "Our priority is to find and capture him. To do that you have to be our bait."
"Your bait?! You went to college and went into a police academy to save lives, not risk them!" I shouted, stiffening in my seat.
My gaze never left his. I waited in silence, looking for a sign that what I said actually moved him. Sadly though, I was met with a straight hard and unfazed face of the officer who sat across from me.
"Do you remember his name?"
I blinked. Where did that come from? I looked on my lap, my anxious hands were tearing away at a napkin leaving tiny bits of white confetti in my lap. Of course I remember his name, but he wasn't the issue here. He was the farthest thing from it. I mean sure, he killed people in the past- kidnapping me in the process- but he's changed now. I shook my head, doing what I never do.
I lied.
"Lilith, do you know why he took you?"
"No..." I answered flatly.
"You weren't just being hunted by him. It's against my policy to tell you this, but someone else wanted you dead. Someone more dangerous than he was-"
"So he was trying to protect me?"
"Oh please," the officer scoffed, "The guys a sociopath. In his mind you were his prey first. He didn't want anyone else to get you first. Despite what you think, you were just another person to kill. You are nobody."
Ow. That hurt.
His words cut deeply into my heart. I could feel my heart racing, I had to get out of here. I need to think.
Without looking up at Sergeant Dillows I stood.
"Can I go now?" My voice wavered, barely audible. Somehow he heard it.
"Yes, uh, we will schedule another meeting with you as soon as possible." He nodded curtly, his voice softening slightly. I didn't say another word, I didn't have much strength left to say anything so I opted to just turn on my heels and bolt out of his office and out of that police station.
Could it be true? Was it possible that he was just playing mind games? Was I just another one of his prey?
Lilith, remember me.
I paused. My breath fluttering out of me as his voice rang through my mind. I checked behind me one last time and drew my grey peacoat closer to me, causing it to shield me from the bite of the cold wind.
No.
This was not going to happen to me. I was not going to go crazy and hear his voice. I shook my head, pushing the memory of him from my mind as I walked into the bus.
Lilith, remember...
God what was this? It's almost like he was reaching out to me. I sat in the uncomfortable bus seat, my forehead pressed against the window as I stared out at the gray world that passed me by. A warm, wet tear rolled down my cheek as I saw couples pass. They were bundled into their coats and scarves. It was only October but still, the weather was just as it was six years ago....
Back when I was Hannah Marshall.
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أدب المراهقين"Do you trust me?" He asked me, extending his hand towards me. I stared hard into his dark eyes which were now glossed over with tears. This had been the first time that I had ever seen him cry. I could tell he was scared, not just for himself but f...
