People might find it weird I know exactly where she lives and I know her schedule. The days I had off from work, I would be watching her. I lied to Paige almost daily saying I had a long day at work when i never worked that day. It became a ritual for me to visit her. I knew everything about her from when her mother wasn't home to when she went to bed at night. My original plan was to ask her to meet up with me then go from there but that's too easy and things might come up. It's hard to make a plan when something else might come up. So I decided to pay her a visit! She wasn't home yet from work and her mother wasn't home. Her mom is an addict so she would be out at random times and not be back till much later or be asleep on the couch trying to sleep away the withdraws. I felt bad for Emma because her mom wasn't "there" for her. I'm hoping I can be there for her and make things better for her after all I did know everything about her. Hours passed, I began to feel anxious. So many scenarios went through my head. Her mom getting home before her. Someone seeing me and calling the cops. Or worse. None of that mattered when I heard the front door open. Her footsteps were faint. They echoed in my mind till I heard the stairs creak. She entered and gasped;
"Kyle? What are you doing in my room? Did my mom let you in?" She said quickly looking around to see how I entered.
"I let myself in. I needed to talk to you. To show you what I've done." My gloved hand gripped the cooler tighter.
"You could've texted me then. What's so important you have to break into my house? How do you even know where I live?" I could hear the annoyance in her voice.
"That doesn't matter. Please shut up and let me show you what I've done for you!" I was losing my temper a bit too quickly, I started to breathe a bit heavier but she was silent, a mix of confusion and anger painted her face. Slowly I opened the cooler removing its contents. I cradled the head softly and showed it to her.
She gasped; "K-kyle what the fuck have you done?!" she began to back away with horror in her eyes.
"I did this for you my dear! Isn't it beautiful? I mean just look at my craftsmanship!" I smiled turning the head softly in my hands before setting it softly back into the cooler.
"You're insane is what I see! I think you should leave before I call the cops!" I quickly stood up, towering over her.
"You don't wanna do that little one" I could see the fear in her eyes as she coward beneath my gaze. That's one weakness of hers, she's a coward. "I did this for you Emma. I've wanted to be yours for so long and now we finally can!' I grabbed her hands holding them close to me. "Can't you see all the work I've done for you!"
She was silent, afraid to open her mouth. Her face said it all however, horror. She was not pleased with my work. She feared me. I would never hurt her! She must understand that! I love her!
"Emma you know i wouldn't hurt you.." She cut me off. "That doesn't matter! You killed your own girlfriend out of cold blood and for what?? Me?! And even if I did like you and decided to give you a chance, how do I know I wouldn't end up like her next? I'm not going to take your word for it! You need to leave before I call the cops!"
I didn't hesitate this time, I hit her over the head with the cooler, rendering her unconscious. I wasn't losing her. I did this for her. She'll realize that soon enough.
