Mr. Murderer

Jerry

Recap: "Oh my. There goes Kelly, Brooke, and Rob. Now, Anne stop. Jerry, Alex, and Anne in line. Dr. Linn will be here for Jerry." The older man said as I slightly opened my eyes. I felt relieved because I knew Dr.Linn could fix Jerry up."

Dr. Linn's POV

I looked over at Jerry, this is his third time in my OR and I'm getting sick of it. There is literally a knife in Jerry's back. I couldn't use any of my CT (computerized tomography) on him; because of the knife in his back. I'm going to have to go in blindly. I snap out of my gaze as the boss enters the room with some of the players. These are the survivors huh.

"How is he? He has to be alright. If he's not, my friend. You'll regret it." The boss said in an emotionless tone. I looked away, I don't know how to do this. The knife could of hit his inferior vena cava... Which is bad really, really bad. If his Inferior vena cava is damaged it could cause a central retroperitoneal haematoma. Unfortunately, I did identify a central retroperitoneal haematoma I'm going to have to go in, like it or not. This applies whether the injury is blunt or penetrating, expansile or non-expansile, pulsatile or non-pulsatile. He has a god damn knife in his back, I need to hurry. I pushed Jerry's gurney into my OR and began the 7 hour surgery.

Alex's POV

I kept telling myself that Jerry's going to be okay. The older guy and the girl that stabbed Jerry sat in seats around me. We ate a really nice meal, I couldn't enjoy it without Jerry. The older guy looked very out-of-it. He was very jumpy and he began pacing the room like last time when Jerry was hurt. He looked worn, he had large bags under his eyes and you could see tears starting to form. The older man struck me an angry look.

"What?! Yes, even I have feelings." I couldn't help but look away from his death glare and he left the room. I came walking behind him and he instantly stopped his movement and I bumped into him.

"Why the hell are you following me? Get back to the room!" The older man growled. I threw my hands up to protect my face and I started to remember the time when he stabbed me. The older man just stood there waiting for me to go back. Does he really know why I don't want to be left alone with that psycho. I'd rather be around this jack ass that tortured Jerry then her. He stood there and grabbed my hand towards where ever he was going. When I entered the room it looked like an office and I was confused. He's never taken me here before, I wonder why we're here.

"Please sit." He said as he was locking the door behind him and I sat. I sat there when he went to the chair across for me. His expression changed to curiosity and so did mine. Why am I even here?

"What... Am I here sir?" I asked in a polite voice. He turned his head and before I even realized he was cracking his neck. I just sat waiting for a response. He took his mask off and I looked at his face. I remember him saying that it wasn't his real face. Come on, what the hell! Where's my luck.

"I'm going to question you, answer me honestly." I looked up and nodded to his explanation. Question me, alright... I mean what does he possibly want to know. We've been here for what felt like years and he's never even said so much as 2 words.

"Now, Alex. First I'm going to ask, who is Jerry to you?" The older man said in a soft voice, but loud enough to be heard. I sat there in silence; minute after minute I sat there. He slammed his large paws on the desk and asked me again in a loud gruff tone.

"H..he's just a f..friend. Maybe I like him though..I guess. What the hell is it to you?" I said as tears started to form in my eyes. This guy scares the hell out of me. I sat up in my chair backing into the door and the older man folded his arms with a smirk.

"Really, you're in love with Jerry then?" He said his eyes were burning in my own and I felt like I needed to answer.

"Y..yes I guess you could say that." I told him and he laughed as he left me in his office. He poked his head back into the room and told me the phone doesn't work and to not use it. I found paper and started drawing, I haven't drawn in such a long time. I tried to draw Jerry, but every time I tried and picture him all I could see was him getting stabbed over and over by that bitch. I tapped my fingers on the desk and tried to stay calm. Sadly I'd much rather be in the room, the first room where we've always been. It was a calming room, nothing was around to distract. I leaned back in the black chair and began kicking my legs to move around. There were many papers scattered on his desk and I looked at them. Then I saw a book with the name Jonah Lewiston and I opened it out of curiosity. It talked about our kidnapping and how much he enjoyed our faces when we realized there wasn't any handles. So, the older guys name is Jonah. I threw the book onto the floor as I saw the older man, Jonah start to walk into the room.

"Going through my things? It's alright. I'm Jonah, I've heard from Dr. Linn that you guys call me "the older man." Jonah said with a mimicking tone when he stated what we call him. I just looked up at him... Why the hell would I care?

"It's okay if you read. It's all about you and the others, you may be able to figure out why you're here." Jonah said as he sat down in the chair I was sitting in before. I sat down in the much comfier chair and hesitantly opened the journal again. I looked down at the book and Jonah just sat and waited for me to figure it out.

Jonah's journal~~~

1- The first day of the newcomers; Alex and Jerry. I don't see why, but I do see, I see something special in them. I know they can win this. I'm sure of it. Well okay then... I mean, what am I supposed to think? Thanks... I mean, why would he think we'd win? What did he see in us? I mean... Now, I do think we'll win. Jerry just had to snap out of it.

2- Surprisingly they tried to kill me, that wasn't expected. They already took out one of the players on their second day. I was so happy, they're already getting started. Fucking prick! I hate him for being happy because of that. That was one of the most scary days of my life. A man died that day, all because of my stupid plan.

3- damage has been done. A lot has gone wrong with Jerry, he gets injured and he refusing to do as I say. He was supposed to stab Alex for his part, and he refused. I don't care if I wanted them to win, he wouldn't listen. I ended up stabbing Alex and torturing Jerry. Its truly weird how casually all of this is written. I think I would much rather Jerry had stabbed me. He would have barely hurt me, unlike Jonah putting all his force into it.

4- Jerry doesn't look it, but he's tough. Very hard to break. I took of his nail, broke his fingers and roughed him up a bit. He stopped screaming and began to laugh. It was quite interesting, in all the time I've been doing this; he's the first to act all crazy. Just reading what Jerry had been through put me in tears, that must have been a horrible experience.

5- Alex and Jerry are closer, I'm happy for it. This is great, my plans are finally coming through. They will be together. They were friends before, I realized it. Jerry loved Alex, I could see it in his eyes, but he never made a move. I saw that jock try and kiss Alex at her party and I made a move. This is how I find my players. What...? He's been watching us? For how long has this been going on?

I know Alex and Jerry are meant to be.

I looked up at Jonah and closed the journal... He's trying to bring us closer? Why? I still don't understand why he had to try in this psychopathic manner.

Okay you guys finally understand why they're going through what they are. What? Can you believe that? Did you think it was another reason, what?
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