The Dead Killer

Chapter Ten

It's the next day.
Barry hasn't said a word to me since our last conversation.
"Barry?" I ask.
No response.
"Barry I know you're there." I say.
More silence.
"Barry please answer me. I'm sorry. I need to know that you're okay." I say.
Still nothing.
Then Jimmy walks in.
All he does is drop and envelope in my lap, untie my hands, walk out, and lock the door.
Um.. Okay?
I look at the envelope.
To Sophia
Barry's handwriting.
Sophia,
I know we have discussed this. I know what you said. I'm sorry about this but there was no other way. I told Jimmy to kill me. He smiled. He called me stupid. I don't think I'm stupid. I think I'm brave, and I hope you see it that way to Because....
I'm probably dead. You're reading this right now which means that I'm dead. Laying lifeless in the room beside you crumpled on the floor. Don't scream though, Sophia. Please don't even cry. I know it hurts you to hear this, but this is goodbye. If Jimmy did as agreed, your hands are probably free which means you can get up walk to the door and leave. Don't do anything else, Sophia. Please just walk out. You're free. This was the only way.
                              Your loving boyfriend,
                               Barry.
No!!!!
I got up and walked to the door.
I paused beside the door frame.
I shoved the letter in my jean pocket.
I'm done with this world.
Barry. Please come back. Tell me you had a plan. Tell me this is part of it. Tell me you fooled us all.
Tell me, Barry!!!
I walk out. I walk and I walk.
I am not even paying attention to where I am going.
At this point, I don't even care. Screw this world, screw life, screw love. It all dies.

I haven't spoken a word to anyone since I was set free.
I haven't even left my house.
I haven't touched any of Barry's things besides his hoodie.
I sleep with it every night because it smells just like him.
When it loses that scent, that is when I will reach insanity.
It hasn't yet.
If it does, I could just take another one of his hoodies.
But again, that would require me to go through his clothes. I'm not sure I can do that without having a breakdown.
He's gone.
Who knows what I'll do now.
My life has been ruined. It's so unfair. What did I do that was so inhumane to deserve this? I was nothing but kind to the world and all those who inhabit it. What did I receive in return? A stab in the heart with the purest of blades.
The world does not deserve my kindness anymore. I am not even sure if the world deserves me anymore.
If I left this world would anyone care? That is the real question

A/N: so this chapter was really depressing.. What the heck. Sorry, guys. But its gonna get better... I think. It won't be as sad (hopefully) anyway thanks for reading!