Edited by: a very lovely @jgfairytales
Can you love a serial killer?
No?
Why not?
How would you know they were a serial killer?
It could be your neighbor.
It could be your friend.
It could be your lover.
Do you actually know the people around you?
T...
"I made the police look stupid. I was out to wreck Texas Law enforcement."—Henry Lee Lucas
Seated on the floor while awaiting the arrival of the police, I decided to answer the one question I haven't answered for a very long time. What did I see on that April night that changed my life? To kill two birds with one stone, I will write a letter that will serve as my confession. I know the police will do everything in their power to keep this letter a secret, which is why I am recording this and posting it online. If I don't let the people know, the police won't. Moreover, the people deserve the truth. This is how it goes:
"Dear Detectives/ People of New York City,
My time has come. My reign as The Midnight Killer has ended. I have done many things that I'm not proud of. Although, killing all those women is not among the list. Well, except for the first victim.
As for what happened to me that April night, here is a summary of what took place. Most of you would remember the Alleyway Rapist that terrorized the city from 2000-2004. How he raped about 40 red-haired women in alleyways at night leaving them cover in his semen?
Remember how the police found his body lying dead beside a victim of his that he had just raped? Well, I was the one that killed him.
I had watched him rape the woman. I listened to her screams; although, they were muffled. I saw how he was happy that she was begging him to stop. I just wanted him to stop. I wanted the woman to stop screaming. I just wanted to pass so I could buy my mother's drugs before she got angry with me.
So, I picked up broken bottle and snuck up to him and stabbed him to death. However, I was too late in saving the woman; I watched her bleed to death. That was when the demon of death possessed me. However, it remained inactive until my mother pushed me over the edge and I killed her.
Killing the Alleyway Rapist was my first taste of taking one's life. Although, I never dwelt on how it made me feel because I did it to stop a rapist.
That event changed my life. My very first kill.
***
I have a list of things I want to say to different people. Here they are:
I want to say sorry to those that I hurt indirectly, especially my co-workers. Finding out that you were working with The Midnight Killer is a lot to take in. Nevertheless, don't worry, with time, you will get over it.
To all those children that I took their mother away from them, live your lives because you are now free from their abuse.
To the family of my first victim, I'm sorry for killing her. If only I had more control over my emotions.
To the son of my second victim, I hope you are living a better life with your father. I'm not sorry I killed your mother. She got what she deserved,
To the son of my third victim, I'm actually sorry I killed your mother because she loved you in her own way. She just couldn't keep her legs closed. I don't think she told you about your father, but from what she told me, he was a good man who died serving his country. She loved him so much, that's why she found it hard to move on. Maybe now that they are together in heaven, they will keep watch over you.
To the elderly woman I met that led me to my fourth victim, I'm sorry if I disappointed you. You saw something in me that I didn't see. You saw the me that I tried to hide from the world. I hope you get your happily ever after with that sweet old man across the street. People like me don't deserve happiness.
To the husband of my fourth victim, now is the time your children will need you most. Show them you love them so they don't turn out like me. While to the children, your mother wasn't the most happy person in this world, but that doesn't mean you can't be happy. Live your life and prove her wrong.
To the son of my fifth victim, I hope you have settled into a comfortable life with your father. Remember to forgive your mother; it's the only way to move forward. A lesson I learnt too late. To the ex-husband, I think getting a counselor for your son will be a very good idea. It will help him deal with everything that happened.
To that creepy CEO, I don't even know if you are reading this but if you are, I want you to know that Karma is a bitch. You might think you are untouchable, but no man is. Whatever goes around will come around.
To the husband and son of my sixth victim, stay together as a family and love yourselves. You both are too good to deserve a woman like that in your lives.
To the son of my seventh victim, I honestly have no idea what life has in store for you. I only hope that it is better than the life you had with your mother, or should I say aunt.
To the parents of the boy my eighth victim molested, I hope you took my advice and he is seeing a psychologist because he needs it.
To every other parent out there that had her as a sitter, please make sure your kids talk about what they went through. It helps.
In addition, parents, it's not all the time that your children make up lies. It is better to verify and find out it was a lie than not do anything. That child will forever resent you for not protecting him/her if you didn't.
To Jack Aaron, I'm sorry I had to kill your girlfriend, but she was a bitch. Moreover, she didn't deserve you. You are a good man. Someone out there will love you for the man you are, not your money. You only have to be careful of gold diggers. P.S: she did say her cousin was in love with you. That might be a good place to start.
To the parents of my ninth victim, I don't know if you tried your best at raising your daughter well but she still turned out bad or you didn't try your best and let her behave the way she wanted. However, shame on you if you didn't try your best or sorry for your loss and don't blame yourselves if you did try your best. Take a pick.
To Monty, I'm sorry if I disappointed you, but I want you to know that I love you. Please find it in your heart to forgive me. Maybe if I had met you before I started killing I wouldn't have needed to kill because you gave me all the love I needed to survive. To his mother, please take care of him. I left everything I own, all my money for him. Please accept it and give him a better life. My lawyer will contact you soon.
Finally, to Miss Diamond/Simora, I'm sorry that with everything you tried to teach me, I still turned out bad. I'm sorry I disappointed you. Although, I might have left all I have to Monty, I promised to take care of you so the money will keep coming. You were my mother and I want to say thank-you for taking care of me.
Well, I think that is all I have to say before the police arrive."
I looked at the gun in my hand and pulled the trigger.
THE END.
"I haven't blocked out the past. I wouldn't trade the person I am, or what I've done—or the people I have known—for anything. So I do think about it. And at times it's a rather mellow trip to lay back and remember."—Ted Bundy
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