"I did everything you asked of me! Why? Why couldn't you just leave us alone? Why did you . . ." I cried and screamed at my captor. "I did everything."
FIVE WEEKS PREVIOUS
A book? For me? I opened it, curiously. In it were poems and sketches. Lovely, methodical, charming, heart wrenching stories written so elegantly; drawn so . . . so beautifully. This author was in love, in pain of an unrequited love. That signature, I know it. I recognize it from somewhere. Wait . . . that's my angel's real name. But I love her, doesn't she know that? These sketches are of me, the last on being from the last time I saw her. Why is she sending me this? Hold on . . . That one's different. That's a different signature. It's of her, tied upon a bed, bleeding. DO AS I SAY OR I WILL FINISH HER OFF. I TOLD YOU, ACCIDENTS HAPPEN. -XX No. Nonono. It wasn't a prank. Who is doing this? I shove the book under my pillow. I need to make sense of this. I take the next flight home, for a "family emergency." Thank heavens my mother was ill. I go to my angel's home for the first time. I've had a key but never went for the sake of no one finding out I was in love with a prostitute. The first thing I see is her furniture roughed up. Someone's been here. I swallow down my fears and walk slowly to her room. There's nothing showing any signs of her being here for a long time. I'm not sure if that's a relief or not. I hear something fall behind me. Swiftly turning, I see another book. I cautiously open it, only to find more secrets of ours. Our first meeting; all of them, actually. I swipe through memories and come across something I never knew. She was pregnant. Obviously she had other johns still, but she was always safe. We had stopped caring after a while. This baby had to of been mine.
"Where is she?" I mumbled, a new tear falling down my cheek. "Follow me." A strange voice called. I stood up, ready to defend myself. I saw a hooded man. I couldn't see his face, but his bodily features seemed . . . familiar. "Did you take her?" I got nervous. He didn't say anything, just walked away. I followed him into the basement.
This is stupid why am I following him. He'll kill me, too. But, I need to find her.
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Who's it gonna be? Mwhahah we shall see. We shall see.
