I ran. I ran away from my fears. That's how I ended up in California. All alone. At first, I thought that maybe I could make it but after the first night, I'm ready to give up. All of my pain. All of my suffering will be gone along with me. I thought that by moving to California, I could start over but all of my troubles have just followed me like a stalker seeking his prey. Tonight will be different though. Tonight will be like the re-birth of me. A new generation occupied by one. Tonight I will make my first kill.
I watched as he walked up the stairs into his apartment. He was the one. He killed his wife and had gotten away with it. I remember reading the story and how she broke his heart when he had found her cheating with his best friend. He was so filled with raged that he broke her heart. He had stabbed her forty-six times in the chest. It was time for revenge. My heart was racing but I was calm at the same time. This would be my only chance so I had to act fast. As nervous as I was I rushed behind him and pretended like I was visiting my mother.
My mother died four years ago. She was murdered in her own bed. Shot in the head. She was innocent but my father wasn't. He had been struggling with drugs and when my mother was killed, it was from a drug deal gone wrong. I was at a party that I had snuck out to go to. If I had known what was going to happen that night, I would have stayed home so that instead of being in this fucked up world I would be with my mom. The only one who I truly cared about.
I went straight up the stairs as I watch him go to the front desk. I didn't understand what was going on but I knew something wasn't right. I could hear him yelling at the frightened lady behind the counter. The lady was wearing a black blazer with a red shirt underneath. Her hair was bright red but not as red as her smeared lip stick. She stood up and that's when I knew she saw me. I had been so self involved just silently judging her that I had let my guards down. That's one thing my mother taught me, never let your guard down. Not even for one second. I missed her like a child misses their favorite teddy bear. But I couldn't think of her right now. I had to run. Just like before I was running from my fears. God I was tired if this constant struggle. I was in a tug of war game with myself that I had never agreed to play.
I ran so quickly up the stairs that I almost fell. I went into the first open door that I could find. The Janitor's closet. I laughed a little in my head. That was so cliché. You would think that they would have found be now but they were so arrogant. I highly doubt that they had really cared about where I had gone. No one cared anymore. I slowly opened the door trying to be extremely quiet but I had never been very good at that.
It wasn't time to think about my flaws though. I needed to get to his apartment now. I looked at my phone where I had originally found where he lived. Apartment C14.
