Symphony Of A Serial Killer

Chapter 20: Numbing Pain

As I made my way upstairs, with each step my legs felt like they weighed more and more. The pressure and stresses from today are looming over me and definitely taking a toll.

Finally reaching the top, I started making my way down the hall to Caroline's room when a sharp pain jolted from behind my eyes.

I've had headaches before but this was something more. I just ate so its not due to hunger. I recall reading somewhere that its medically possible to worry yourself to death. Is that what I'm doing, subconsciously trying to be with my mother?

"Oh my God! Sweetie are you okay?" the voice from behind me asks.

I found myself kneeling in the doorway to Caroline's room, nursing this piercing headache and apparently lost in my thoughts. Looking over my shoulder I could see the worried look on Mrs. Fritz's face.

"Umm yeah.. my head hurts is all. I'll be alright, thanks."

"Here just lie in bed for a bit." she said while gently helping me to my feet and gesturing towards her daughter's bed.

"That's okay, really I'll be fine. Just needed to take a minute to gather myself is all."

I quickly realized there was no way I could allow her to tuck me away in Caroline's bed, not when I need to sneak out in a few hours to meet up with everyone.

"We were worried that you hadn't come back down yet, then I come up here to find you kneeling in the doorway. Now isn't the time for pride and ego Dante.."

Worried about me? I just came upstairs, lost in my thoughts sure... but there's no way I was gone long enough for them to start wondering what happened to me.

"Sorry, had no idea I was up here long enough to worry anyone. I'll gather my things the closet and head to the guest room though. No pride or ego involved, scout's honor." I retort with a forced smile.

"Well - if that's true then you won't mind me helping by carrying your bag as I show you to the guest room."

Really? I thought while cutting my eyes up after hearing her suggestion. She gave a wink while sliding past me in the door way and making her way into Caroline's room. Touche Mrs. Fritz, Touche.

Normally my heart would've been racing having been in such close proximity of such as attractive woman. Just goes to show how all over the place my emotions and mind are I today cause I didn't care at all.

Even now with me realizing this, still no impact. It's like I've been gradually becoming more and more numb as the day went on, thankfully it's almost over.

"Is this everything?" she asked while gaining my attention.

I looked over in her direction to see this plump and curvy apple-bottom staring back at me as she reached into the closet to retrieve my gym bag.

Jesus... nope! Stay focused Dante, don't allow yourself to become distracted.

"Yes ma'am, everything I brought with me is in that bag, including my shoes. You really don't have to do that though, I'm feeling good enough to carry it down myself." I replied while trying not to stare at my friend's mother who remained bent over in front of me.

"Nonsense" she replied with a light grunt while turning around, sliding the bag on the floor out of the closet.

When she drug it out of the closet, we both heard something inside shift and clang together. Lowering herself to the ground, she knelt in a proper fashion with both knees together and began unzipping to see if anything had broken.

Either a cruel joke or I'm being rewarded for the hellish day I've had with a view right down her shirt. I really don't see how Caroline came to have such a tiny frame with such a curvaceous and well endowed mother, along with a tall and muscular father. Then again I don't pretend to understand genetics.

"I'm sure everything is fine Mrs. Fritz, even so there's nothing of great value in there anyway."

"Okay dear." she replied as she stood and put the strap of my bag over her shoulder.

She walked up to with a comforting look saying that it was late, then expressed how it would really mean a lot to them if I tried to get some sleep.

Being physically exhausted and wanting to sleep off the headache that was fluctuating between manageable and put me out of my misery - I agreed saying that I was definitely ready to call it a night.

I did feel slightly guilty.. seeing that relieved smile appear on her face. I was lying and with unblinkingly direct eye contact. I wasn't going to bed anytime soon and had already plotted with her own daughter to sneak out the minute they allowed themselves to drift off - full of false reassurance.

"Sweetie are you okay, do you want to talk about it?"

"Talk about what? ..No I'm fine."

"Oh okay.. well you seem like you want to say something. Do you mind me asking why you're crying then?" she said while wiping a tear from my cheek.