Jill

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Wyatt's POV.

I was going upstairs to say goodbye to my beloved wife. All I could think about was how I was the one that killed her not a cereal killer not some crazy dude....it was all me.

I murdered my own wife. A wife that I loved a wife that was amazing and a wife that had an amazing life.

And I took that away from her.

As I reached the door to our room I took a deep breath and walked in.

But when I walked in I saw something horrible something unbelievable.

There was blood everywhere. Splatered on the walls but mostly on the bed. I looked at the bed and saw something was missing.

Then I realized Jill was gone there was blood smeared on the bed like she was dragged. When I couldn't look no more I screamed "ALEX OH MY GOD........JILL'S GONE HELP HELP!!" As a million tears streamed down my face.

Alex's POV.

As soon as Wyatt said that I ran upstairs tripping over my feet.

When I finally reached the door I walked in and Wyatt was laying there not moving.

Then I looked over I saw Jill was actually gone. She was nowhere to be found.

I followed a strip of blood that lead out of the window an then it just.....disappeared.

I sat there for 20 min just crying my heart out. Hen I finally got control of my self I tried to pick Wyatt up but he was too heavy. So I decided I would finally call the police/ambulance.

17 min. Later-----

When the ambulance arrived they said Wyatt had a heart attack and they were tracking Jill's body.

Lilly finally woke up after all that happened. I wonder how she could sleep with all that? That's crazy!

I took Lilly to the hospital and told her everything while still crying.

Once we got to the hospital I had Lilly stay with one of the nurses . I went to check on Wyatt.

I sat there for an hour just listening to the beeped of his breathing on the machine . Then all the sudden the monitor started going wacko crazy.

While all the nurses came rushing in I still had no idea what was happening. Then one nurse with a purple mask thing on yelled " He's not breathing we need more oxygen NOW!!"

Oh my god.....

BOOM there u go my ducklings.

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