Accidents

Accidents Ch. 3

P.O.V-Unknown

God I'm so fucking tired of this. Can they really not see where I am? 

Damn amateurs. Why did they send the rookies after me? 

Whatever I can't think about them right now, I have to find Tristan. That bastard gave away my location, and after all we been through he's just gonna rat me out. 

I concealed myself in the trees and waited for the people below to pass. 

These people make terrible cops. They didn't even bring the dogs and does it even come into there minds that the one person they're looking for is directly above them. Apparently not.

"Are you sure she went this way?" I whipped my head around towards the voice of one of the cops.

"Yeah I'm sure. There's a place by the cliff that she normally hides out at." 

I ground my teeth together. Tristan. He was giving one of my hiding places out to one of the cops.

He's going to regret what he's done. I will not let him get away with this.

He was pretty easy to spot, he was the only blonde in the whole group.

 I waited a little longer till all the cops were ahead of Tristan. I laughed silently to myself. He should know better then to wanderer away from the crowd. He was in the back of the crowd of officers several feet away from the closest cop. Damn he is dumb. He should know me by now.

I moved silently over from tree to tree till I was in front of the crowd of police. They are so slow.

It took a little while till I saw the back of the crowd. They sent a lot more people after me then I thought. It was like almost fifty. Who's great idea was that? Lets just send a lot of idiot officers over to find a wanted criminal even though the S.W.A.T couldn't get a hold of her. What could go wrong? They must really not care about they're employees. 

 The back of the crowd finally passed me and the only one trailing from the crowd was left. Poor, poor Tristan.

 Right when he was about to pass under the branch I was crouched on I jumped down and landed in front of him silently. 

He could of screamed but he didn't. He could of warned the cops but he didn't. He just stood there in shock. You could see sweat form on his forehead.

 "Hello Tristan." I said in a deadly whisper.

The crowd of cops were getting farther and farther away. What perfect timing for some blood to spill.   I laughed at the thought. 

He stepped back from me scared, acting, not only as if I was going to kill him but, as if I was crazy. Me, crazy? That's too funny. I'm not the one that helped a serial killer murder people, try and get that person in jail and then expect to live. 

Like hell he was gonna live,

He stepped back further, his breathing getting erratic. 

God, don't you just love that sound. The sound of the fear you put into people. That shit helps me sleep at night. Knowing you put fear into the hearts of others, God that gets me so pumped.

 "Why are you backing away from me?" I said in a child-like voice. "I just want to talk to you."

Tristan slightly kept shaking his head. "Get away from me." His voice trembled as he spoke. He should know better than that. He's witnessed the many people I killed and he knows showing your fear just makes me force you to suffer even more then you already have to.