The Life Of A Ventriloquist

Journal Entry #19

Once she finally came I decided to continue the torture. I got a clamp and a rusty scalpel I'd clamped on to her lips and touched the scalpel to them. She screamed, and I laughed.  I decided to give it a little bit of time before I went that extreme, so I took an old piercing needle that had been soaking in lemon juice and slowly started to pierce her bellybutton. Before I could, my hands started to shake. I looked up and seen Mia standing there looking at the girl.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Mia asked. "You know better than this. You know this isn't what I want. I want you to find someone who will make you happy and bring happiness back in to your life. I don't want this. You don't even want this. Take her to the emergency room right now, and go turn yourself in. You don't deserve to even be called a human being. This is sick."

All I could do is fall down and drop everything. The girl took several deep breaths and looked at me, confused. I cupped my hands around my face and sobbed.

After a few moments the room got deathly silent.

"What are you waiting for? Torture her more!" Chester speaks up. I stand up while the silence still fills the room and the girl is still staring at me. I walk to her and untie her, saying nothing. She continues to stare but says nothing. She starts to sit up and groans at the burns on her stomach.

"I know it hurts," I speak up, "just follow me and get in my car. It'll be okay."

She doesn't ask any questions. She slowly gets up, barely managing to keep the burns from hurting, if there was any managing. It hurt, obviously. I went to the kitchen and got some aloe vera gel for the burns, and put her in the car. There were blisters all over her stomach from the oil, and she sat there saying nothing, but trying not to scream and cry from the pain.

Once we reached the police station, I got out, and walked in.

"Ah, hello again Mr. McCalister. I haven't seen you around recently. What can I help you with?" Officer Morgan asked.

"I'm here to turn myself in." I said quietly. I could feel the anger building up from Chester in my head.

"What are you doing? Are you fucking stupid? Tell them nevermind and go back to the car!" Chester screamed at me.

"Well," Officer Morgan said, "what are you turning yourself in for?"

"Murder." I slightly grinned, and he looked at me shocked and silent.

"You're far from a murderer, Mr. McCalister." The sympathy in his eyes was blinding.

"Wanna bet, Phillip? Go look in my car! I have the body of my ex girlfriend in the trunk and another girl in my passenger seat that I tortured. She needs to be taken to the emergency room immediately." I gave him an insane smile as him and another officer ran out to my car immediately. Phillip came back holding the girl that was alive bridal style, trying not to rub her burns.

"Rogers get the ambulance, Nichols arrest that man and lock him up, we'll take him to the prison tomorrow! Hark, go..get the body of the missing girl out of the back of his car, we'll call the family in a little bit." He yelled. At the end of his demands he got quiet, saddened. One of the officers ran to me and put cuffs around my wrists, and threw me in the cell alone. A few minutes later, I heard the sound of an ambulance siren and barely seen out of the front door as it rushed. I laid down on the hard bed, sleep deprived and passed out.