Not So Insane After All

Chapter sixteen (Zeke)

 These flashes... there driving me insane. Her body will be mine. She wasn't going to die there. But by my hands, at my will. That little piece of shit pushed me out of the car. I know it was her , who else could it have been. Her name, shit what's her name?

Chloe.

That's her. I claimed her and dad says i can have whatever i want. And i want her. All of the others can just die slowly as she watches unable to do anything. She'll become just as insane as me... yes i know that she's not crazy. She has powers. But so do i. So did all of the people in that asylum, just most of them went insane because they didn't understand what was happening to them. The reason i started killing them? Well that's so i could attempt to put them into others. But one after another they died. Useless humans. Oh well. I can try other things once i get everything organized again. I walked back to the hotel after i woke up. And walked in to see the time. I knew it was night but i couldn't tell how late. In the hotel i walked up to a man at the front counter.

"Where is the people who were here yesterday night?

"Um well i don't know. You'd have to ask them i'm afraid. But they are long gone." the man said while running his hand through his greased back hair.

"Ugh useless normals, i'll call someone from work." i said as i headed to my shitty car which broke down twice since i left. I would get a new one i have the money for it but i like the old feel to it. Once i got in i called him.

"Phil, tell me where they went!" i said as soon as he picked up.

"Zeke? What the fuck? how did you get my new number?" phil normally doesn't cause, he must be pissed.

"I know you know where they all went!" i accused him, i know he mabey not know where chloe, mark,and jack are but i know he knows where that man hore is, dan.

"I've told you a dozen times i don't fucking know! So please stop calling me. Actually you know what? I quit! I'm done! Leave me alone!" and with that he hung up. I was beyond pissed. Whatever i'll just go to his house again. As i started to drive i had thoughts of chloe, she was so perfect if only she didn't have to ruin my planes. Little bitch always dose, from the first time i touched her to the last. She says she doesn't like it but that's a lie.

Anyway once i got back to salem i went to phil's house, parked my car and walked up to the door.

"PHIL? YOU HOME?" i knocked really loud and yelled so that he could hear me. He didn't answer so i went around back to see if he was in his house by looking through the window. I didn't see anything out of the ordinary. So i went back out front, and looked under the mat for a key. Instead i found a note with phils handwriting on it.

"Zeke,

Could you just leave me the fuck alone. I left somewhere you won't find me i changed my number, left my own home, because of you. I wish you wouldn't have made me do this. Oh! And by the way, FUCK YOU!

Sincerely hope i never see you again- Phil "

I was so furious that i ripped the paper on the door went back around back and smashed the glass door with my mind, yes that is my ability telekinesis which is a sub version of Psychokinesis-but i have more than just that-. As the glass shattered under my feet i walked in to look for clues to where the little gay bitch whent. As i walked around his downstairs looking around for anything, i felt under his coffee table to see if he hid anything anywhere. But all i found was some dust. I went up the stairs as the floorboards creaked under my feet i felt a strange bump in the carpet at the top of the stairs.

"Gotcha bitch." i whispered under my breath. I took out my pocket knife that i've carried around with me since i was a teen and cut open the carpet. But instead of finding something useful to me at the moment i found a old wooden box wedged into the floorboards.

"Hello. What are you?" i opened it and it just had photos of a woman and a child. The child looked like phil. And woman was quite pretty. I looked on the back of it and saw in shaky almost un-legible handwriting

"To the love of my life and my baby girl,

I will never forget you both but i must move on i know this is what you'd both want for me.

Never forget the day he took you from me."

"Fuck man" i whispered to myself in almost incoherent words i put the box back with a slight pat, but i kept the photo because i felt like i could use it against him soon. I went all the way up the steps.i walked into his room and rummaged through his bedside table, and found some... things, but i did find a file. I took it and sat down on his bed. I opened it and saw dans profile picture

"What the fuck phil?" i continued through it and found something that i had forgot about. His grandma. She had tried to get him out about 3 years after he was admitted. And hasn't stopped since. He probably went to go see her for help. I looked for more but i only found pages of ways for phil to get him out but they all lead to dead ends. So grandma it is.