THE SILENT KILLER

THE SILENT KILLER

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

I'm lying on Don's chest, watching a  movie. Since that day he brought a woman at home, he has been so good to me. He doesn't mistreat me anymore. He has finally changed and planned to settle... Or so I thought😓
I'm happily recounting the previous day's events,  just nodding without contributing.
He seems distant.
His mind seems far from here.
"Anything the matter hunnie? What's bothering you?"
I gather my guts and finally ask him.
He doesn't reply.
He just fixes his eyes on the television.
I choose to mind my own business.
After dinner, he receives a phonecall and rushes to the Patio to pick it.
I can hear him talking in a hushed tone and I immediately smell trouble.
He runs upstairs and grabs a jacket, comes down and picks his car keys.
"I've an emergency meeting. Take care if yourself..."
He gives me a peck without any further explanation.
"When are you coming back..."
Did he even hear me? Because by the time I'm on my last word, I hear the starting of his machine.
I lock the main door and slump on the couch, sighing heavily.
He has his keys so if he happens to come back, he will let himself in.
What kind of life is this?
What did I put myself into?
I brought all these upon myself so I better embrace it.
I go to the house bar, where I relieve all my stress.
I pick a bottle of tequila and gulp it down my throat.
I then stagger upstairs, slump on my bed and let sleep take me to the land of the unknown.

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"I'm so sorry Gab, I will return all your money... Please don't kill me!"
" I don't need any money damn bitch! My life was peaceful till you showed up in my life. You stole a file which used to bring alot of money to me.... Either bring the file, or die!"
The word "die" echoes in my mind. I'm not ready to die yet, but I'm not also ready to betray my husband.
Yeah, the file is in his study but I can't betray him.
"So you've chosen to die? So be it..."
He corks his gun and as I'm waiting for the shrieking sound, I wake up to someone shaking me vigorously.
I let out a loud scream still holding tight on the covers.
"Don't kill me please..."
"What's wrong with you Donna?"
That voice sounds familiar.
It's Don......
The lights are fully on.
"You and these your nightmares, when will they end?"
He asks,rather curiously.
I choose not to reply. I just turn on my back and welcome my most deserved sleep.

Don is sound asleep when I wake up the following day. His palm is on my chest and he's reeling of alcohol.
Something is actually disturbing him and I've to get to the bottom of it.

Pamela is already in the kitchen when I finally go downstairs.
"Good morning Pamela?"
"Good morning Donna..."
"The dining table is set. The boss ordered me to prepare more food because his sister is in one of the guest bedroom... "
" Wait a minute! Don didn't tell me anything about his sister visiting?"
Pam looks at me as if I'm from the Mars.
She gives me that "You will get used to it" look.
No! I've to see this sister  of his before he wakes up.
I push the door to the guest bedroom.

Loh and behold!
Don is on top of his supposed sister, riding  the hell out of her...
"Holy shirt!..."
I scream.
"Even your sister? Don you are disgusting... "
I throw them an hateful look as I rush to the kitchen.
Pam is boiling some water on the stove.
I pick the kettle in one shove and runback to the guest bedroom.
It's already locked.
I bang on the door until my fingers are sore.

I rush upstairs.
"Enough is enough!"
I bring for all my clothes from the closet and pack them in my suitcase.
I'm too engrossed in packing such that I do not hear him coming in.
All I hear is a blow on my head and I pass out.

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I wake up on our bedroom, a drip on my hand. I try to look around but my head is too heavy to be lifted.
Doctor Greg is sitting on the couch, reading a magazine.
"You are finally awake Mrs. Don.."

"Don't call me that! I'm Donna!"
He just nods, as he takes his stethoscope to check my pulse.
"Tell me madam Donna, how is your head? How do you feel now?"
" Terrible.... I feel terrible. Don will kill me one of these fine days..."
" You mean your husband hit you? And he made me believe you slid and fell?"
He has a concerned look.
" Yes he......"
Don shows up at the bedroom door before I could finish up the sentence.
Rage overcomes me and I'm too angry to control myself.
"Why didn't you just finish me off Don!? It seems I'm useless to you... Just kill me and dispose me... Ain't that what you do to your victims?"

" Mind your language woman! You are speaking to me, Don West!"
" To hell with you Don, to hell with your wealth.... To hell...."
I'm having a panic attack. I'm too exhausted to continue talking.
The doc takes an  injection and sedates me....

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I can't tell for how long I've been lying on this bed but it must be long enough to give me a sore back.
No drip on my hands, no bandage on my head.
I try to lift my head and true to my fears, I'm healed. It seems the doc has been sedating me to avoid drama...
I plan to go downstairs and keep myself busy in the living room.
Some hushed tones coming from Don's study catches my attention.
"This game you are playing is dangerous. If you do not love her, just let her go!"
It's the doctor's voice.
" She has nowhere to go doc... She will end up back into the streets... After all, I love her. I've never loved anyone other woman as I do! "
" No no no no! Don't you just go there Mr. West... Why do you bring women right under her nose if you claim to love her?"
" You can't understand Greg... "
" Make me understand! "
" First, go and check on her, I already miss her... "
Before he could finish his sentence, I push the door in and I'm already enjoying the show. His eyes pop up, threatening to come out of their sockets.
"Donna, my luv... You are finally awake!"
He stands up, his hands ready for an embrace.
"Don't you Donna me... I want to leave Don, before you kill me!"
I'm taking advantage of the situation.
I know I'm his weakness.
"Don't talk like that darling, I love you! "
Those words catch me off guard..
He loves me!
He loves me!
Why does he find it so easy to hurt me then?
His voice makes me weak.
The next moment, I'm in his chest, crying my heart out.
He is weakness.
I can't resist him.
We leave a startled Greg in the study, vigorously shaking his head.
Back in the bedroom.
We make crazy love as we confess loyalty to each other......