The Two Sides of me

Chapter 2 - Yelp

After the meeting, I was feeling unknown grief. The cool air washed over me, and the sweet smell of warm blood filled my nostrils.

" Afternoon Yelp " I said .

"Afternoon Miss Williams " he said.

It was my butler, Yelp.

" What made you know I was hungry?" I asked.

" Oh no.... this is for me" he replied " Ill give you some if you want"

You little *** you found it in my fridge.

I found myself charging at him , I am really short tempered. But needless to say, I found out he had been stealing from me.

That effing idiot.

Coming back to my senses, I realise that Yelp now lay uncautious on the floor, bloody, but still breathing.

I now realised what I have done. And why, am I sitting on this bench in a rotting oak jail cell.

Thanks a lot Reema. I hate being two people at once.

You see , growing up was really hard for me. Moving away from cops, for my parents were killers. When they finally ditched me , it was a cold night. I stayed near a building on the outskirts of Texas. And that, my friend , is where this all started.