Anne

Chapter 14

We spent two days in the medical tent, Lilly finally woke up the next day screaming it took James and four nuns to calm her down. "Why the fuck is she here?" Lilly hisses after she calms down.

"The real question is, what the fuck are YOU doing here?" I question her pointing at the scar on her chest covered with bandages blood slowly seeping out..

"James fucking did this to me!" She snaps back to me pointing at James.

"She was coming at me, what else was I supposed to do?" he asks me with a pitiful look on his face. I was going to say something when a nun cut me off.

"I'm sorry but we are going to have to ask you to leave, your disturbing the peace," she urges us to the door we leave I flip her off and walk away.

"Go back to the cabin and don't get into any more shit like this ever again!" I yell at the both of them.

"Don't you want to know what happened?" James asks looking down at the ground.

"Later! I don't want to deal with this shit right now! Go back to the fucking cabin!" I yell at them pointing to the direction of the cabin. They both start running to the cabin like their lives depended on it and it kinda does.

"I have to fucking kill," I mutter to myself, I walk into the medical tent and the same nun that led us out ran up to me and tried to say something but I grabbed her pushed her outside I first slit her throat by the neck I then proceed to decapitate her. I rip the hod off of her head it reviles stringy grey hair in a sloppy bun, I grab a handful of her hair and I throw it back into the medical tent I immediately hear screaming.

Was it wrong killing a nun? Would I be punished for that? I don't really give a shit I'm used to punishment so I don't think it'll be to bad. I want a sword it would be so fun to have one it would be so much easier killing people, maybe John has one. I start to run to his little shack I almost trip on a tree rot, when I finally get to his shack I burst opens the door and I start rummaging threw all his belongings I find a dark red book with ripped stained pages it seems to be some sort of diary of all the people he's killed the latest log was today it said-

"Why not kill some nuns or some cops who cares if I get arrested I've got nothing to live for no one else would care it would only affect me."

That's all it said. Ha! He thinks he can kill a cop he doesn't have the balls to. I have to find him before he gets himself killed.

I enter the town I walk over to the police station I burst into the door and a petit woman typing away on a type writer she looks up at me.

"Yes?" she growls looking down at the type writer still typing away paying no real attention to me at all.

"I'm looking for somebody." I mumble looking at the empty jail cells behind her.

"Go ahead." she notions behind her to another big wooden door. I my gaze moves from the empty cells to the white led paint plastered on her face. So ugly she is why does she try to hide her ugly-ness? The make up doesn't hide it, it actually makes her look worse.

"Well? What are you waiting for? A invitation?" She snarks at me finally looking up from her type writer.

"Fuck you twat." I mumble under my breath opening the big wooden doors.

"Excuse me?" she snaps at me oh shit did she hear me? Ah whatever I'll just kill that whore any ways.

"Oh I said fuck you twat." I laugh and I walk through the doors still laughing I can hear her mumbling something. I look threw all the cells trying to find John but I can't see him anywhere has he not done it yet? Did he get away with it? I give up looking I walk out from the hall of jail cells and back into the room with the woman typing on the type writer but she is no where to be seen probably on her tea break eating crumpets and shit eating away her feelings. I hide behind a empty desk looks like someone was just fired or dead either way I hope they suffered. I hide behind the desk until the bitch comes back.

She comes back maybe twenty minutes later nibbling on a piece of bread I hope she enjoys her last meal. I let her get nice and comfy in her desk she sets up her type writer again and she begins to type. When she gets really focus on her work I sneak out from behind the desk to hers. I can't wait to see blood spill. I walk up behind her oh God she has a violating smell to her it's like if you got a bottle of goat sweat and cow urine and mixed them together that's what she smells like. I walk right behind her ignoring the smell I grab her type writer she tries to yell but I start pounding the machine into her face multiple times, she falls to the ground in a bloody mess. She is still twitching so I cut open her chest down to her stomach I pull her rib cage apart and I pull out her lungs. I then rip out her heart and I stab it until it's a bloody mush in my hand.

I stand up from her bloody corpse and I look on her desk to see what her name was and it said Tara. Sonier. Well Tara I hope you go to hell I laugh and I run out of the station. Did I really just brutally kill a woman in a police station? I'm surprised no body saw me like holy shit! My hands are still covered with her blood so I start walking back to the cabin. I should probably ask my children what the hell happened to land Lilly in that medical tent and James hating me. I don't think he hates me maybe he was just angry at that moment because he did put Lilly into a medical tent, I just need to know what happened and then I'll punish them harshly, very harshly. Why did I come to town? Oh yes to find John ah whatever I need a drink. I grab a dollar out of my pocket, my last dollar guess this will be my last drink to.

I walk to the bar with my dollar in hand, and all my past murders in mind I get a huge grin in my face thinking about Tara (the woman I just killed) it's so funny how fragile human life is and how much it means to people, you end it so easily isn't that just grand? I walk into the bar I sit on the stool I ask the bar tender for a whiskey on ice I slap down the dollar he swipes it away two minutes later he brings me my whiskey. I drink it slowly savouring the bitter taste, I set down my glass some retarded ass hole is drunkily singing three seats beside of me, I look and it's mother fucking John singing and twirling his bloody knife around what a idiot.

"Oi! Anne! Bitch get over here!" he cheers at me noticing that I'm sitting practically next to him.

"Fuck off John!" I yell at him.

"Do you want to take this out side bitch!" he screams at me standing up, I swallow the rest of my drink.

"Alright ass hole lets fucking do this!" I scream at him, the entire bar is quiet everyone is staring at us I storm out side of the bar and John follows.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" I yell at him pointing my finger at him.

"Oh why should you fucking care?" He screams back.

"Why shouldn't I?"

"Because you are a fucking bitch you don't care about any one but your self!"

"And how is that?"

"Bitch you know why!"

"Oh go fuck your self!" Right when I say that he pulls out his knife and he starts stabbing at me he ends up slicing my forehead.

"That's what you fucking get, whore!" when he says this I pull out my knife but then he stabs me in the shoulder I fall to the ground I wince in pain. John jumps on top of me crushing me he tries stabbing in the throat but I move quickly. I grab my knife and I start stabbing him multiple times in his chest he finally stops moving I push his life less body off of me I'm drenched with his blood he is now laying on his back.

"Bitch you deserved this!" I growl but I'm not done yet. I cut open his stomach I pull out his intestines and I throw them onto a near by house. I chop off his penis I then stuff it up his asshole.

"Now you can fuck your self!" I laugh hysterically and I start walking back to the cabin. I cannot tell the children they would be devastated they will have to find out by them selves.