Stripped to the Heart

A killer never rests

The beast stirred inside of me on my wedding day, I felt sick that I actually wanted to go through with this.

Toby shouldn't have to deal with this, Phoebe already had been admitted to the hospital for croup. She was almost dead, even before I found her. The only good thing is that she is a healthy little four year old, our wedding had been postponed.

Postponed by four years, we argued and fell out but Phoebe kept us together. Now we finally get a second chance.

The only problem, my newest baby.

We called the little devil Nicholas, we believed it would make him a little less evil. Especially towards Jude, the three year old I also created.

*****After the wedding

That was the best moment of my life, suddenly I feel lighter and I actually can call myself a wife. I can't believe it.

There is only one thing I have to do to make this whole thing worth it, that would be to visit my mum.

*****At the graveyard

"Hey mum, sorry about that day...I know I'm evil and I killed you" I couldn't hold it in, I sobbed and let every drop of salty water fall down my face as a waterfall might do. "I feel sorry for myself. Stooping that low. I also wish that I never did it, maybe then you would have seen your grandchildren..."

I smiled weakly at the memory before placing the one white rose down, "Rest in peace, mum. I love you."

That was it, the one most conflicting battle I have ever had to do.

Visiting my mum...

Except it took me almost 20 years... plus I did it in a wedding dress.

That is such a 'me' kind of move.

Always so classy and normal.

The sun began to set as I visited all my other victims, placing a white rose on each grave and saying sorry.

My last stop was Joy, the biggest guilt I ever had to carry.

But lets just say, it was a little relieving knowing I can finally live a life and forget about my past.

My life was in the future, not the past. That means my past is not a part of me, it WAS a part of me.