Mackenzie's POV.
"No, no! Please don't do this Mac! I'm you best friend remember..." The woman says, I'm holding a knife in my left hand and a gun in my right. "It's me Darla!" She says.
"Your not my friend! Friends don't sleep around with other friends soon to be husband!" I attacked the woman, she didn't struggle against me as I slit her throat. The blood splattered everywhere, it almost blinded me, all I could see was the red on my hands.
I was in room seven the shower... The white tiled floor and the walls were all red.
I scream as I sat up in bed, Zeke was at the computer and came to my rescue, he tried to put his hands on me but I snapped.
"Don't touch me, I don't want to hurt you..." I said frantically. I got up out of the bed and ran to seven, I turned on the no shower with my clothes still of and sobbed as I looked down at me hands. I could still see the blood, Zeke rushed into the room and dragged me out of the boiling hot water. I kicked and screamed and cried as he held onto me.
"Shh! It's okay ... It was just a dream..." I shook my head.
"The blood is everywhere!" I cried. Zeke let go of me suddenly and I ran back under the hot water and he ran out into the hallway.
"Nancy! Nancy I need you in here now bring Mackenzie's meds!" Zeke yelled down the hall before returning to the room. I was rubbing my hands raw with soap as I cried. "Kenzie stop, stop!" He says dragging me out of the line of water again.
"No! I need to get clean!" I screamed at him. I tried to pry his hands off me to no avail, Nancy raced into the room and with a pill cup.
"Kenzie you need to take your pills now...." Nancy said, I shook my head no.
"No I need to get clean, I need to get clean!" I said trying to get them to understand. Zeke sighed and nodded.
"Okay, take your clothes off and Nancy will help you." Zeke says.
"No I need your help..." I said. Zeke gave me a heavy sigh.
"Alright..." Zeke says. With shaky hands I started taking my soaking wet clothes off.
Once I was back in the shower I realized how hot I actually had to water, it was almost scalding. So I turned the temperature down to lukewarm and grabbed the soap.
Once I thought I was clean I turned the water off and Zeke handed me a towel. My body quivered even though I wasn't cold. So Zeke had me take my pills really quick before handing me clothes.
And finally once I was dressed Zeke led me out to the bar for breakfast. I sat down on the bar stool avoiding eye contact with everyone.
"Are you alright Mac?" Greg asks.
"Don't call me that." I said quietly.
"Sorry? Are you alright though?" Greg asks again.
"Yeah just had a bad dream about a woman..." I let it slip.
"What woman?" The bar went silent, and I looked around. Joel had a smile on his face, Greg and everyone else looked shocked and slightly terrified. Zeke looked angry.
"It was just a dream guys..." I say barely above a whisper.
"I asked you a question Kenzie, answer it." Zeke hissed at me. I shake my head.
"I can't..." I say. Zeke grabs my arm.
"Why not?" Zeke asks, his face softening from anger to concern.
"Cause it's something I'm trying to forget. Now if you'll excuse me I'm going for a walk to clear my head!" I say shoving Zeke out of my way and running out of his grasp to the bars entrance. But Derrick the door man shook his head.
"I Cannot open the door Mackenzie..." He said, I pushed him out of the way of the door and opened it myself.
"Kenzie this unacceptab-" I cut him off with the slam of the door in is face. Once I was outside I ran as far as I could into the woods behind the bar. I walked even further into the woods to a tree I felt like I recognized. I walked up behind it and then around it. The dirt was disturbed and fresh flowers where laid down and carved into the tree was the name Darla. Then a flash of memory came to me.
I was digging the grave in front of my favourite tree, digging in the poor down rain in the dead of night so nobody would find out. I dumped the body in the hole and covered it quick. Then I ran back to the bar and hopped in the shower, I washed the bloody floors and walls even myself. I was safe till tomorrow morning.
When I snapped out of it I was laying on the ground next to the grave. I had, had a still seizure I assumed, my body was sore and stiff so I lay there next to the grave till I fell asleep.
