It took me a good hour to slice Jim up and stuff him into baggies and saran wrap. I got everything out and I was walking toward Anastasia's.
It took me a good five minutes to realize what I had done. Soon after, Jim's phone blew up.
From Quinn
Dad what are you talking about?
Come home!
Where are you?
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From Johanna
What?
Where are you going?
Jim, honey, come home. We'll work this out.
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From Sissi
Dad r u srs?
Ur fucking joking rite?
Dad?
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From Tom
I love you too.
It was astonishing. All these people he hurt and they beg him to come back. I texted back a 'what?' And 'Jim what's going on?' Just in case. I didn't need anything looking suspicious. I also texted my mom and asked her what was going on, she told me not to worry about it for right now. She was figuring it out.
Jims car was driven and left on the side of the highway forever. His phone was in the middle of the highway, hopefully ran over by this point.
I was walking down the highway, almost to Ana's house. She lived near the forest, which is one of the reasons I chose the cabin to do my killing. The time was 9:53 when her house came into sight. My shoulder was killing me from my two bags hanging off of it. Almost there.
By the time 10:12 hit, I was knocking at Ana's door. She opens the door in her revealing little Pajamas that I loved so much. She was so beautiful.
"Hey there, sexy." I smirk.
She giggled as she hugged me.
"Hey. Come in, I made you some food."
"Oh really?" She takes my hand and leads me to the kitchen. "You didn't have to."
"I wanted to. My parent's aren't here by the way, they're in New York City."
"Really? Why?"
"A business trip. We're alone for the weekend." She smirked at me.
If I wasn't a bit shaken up by brutally beheading my step dad I would have been totally full of lust. She was gorgeous, but it was hard to get something like that off your mind. Living with someone, seeing someone every day, it was different killing them. But, maybe Anastasia will get him off my mind.
"Good," I say, smirking back. "I have some things on my mind that you might like."
She comes up to me and wraps her arms around my neck. "Oh really?" She says, pulling me in to kiss her deeply.
"Come on," she pulls away, taking me with her. "I made us food."
She leads me to the kitchen where I can see she made rice, mixed vegetables, and what looks like steak, but it looks different than steak. It looks more pink. Maybe she just didn't cook it all the way.
"Ana, I thought you didn't eat meat?"
"No, but you do. So I made you steak." She smiles the cutest smile I've ever seen.
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Meat
Horor"So, how do you like the meat?" Neil asked as I stuffed another fork full of meat in my mouth. "Honestly, some of the best meat I'd ever had." I replied and he smiled. "Well, I'm glad you like it." I did like it, but I couldn't help but wonder...
