Purple Eyed People Eater Part II

Part 1

********** Two Years Later**********

          I know what you're thinking, " She kills people she can't have a kid"  jokes on you cause I'm a great mom. My baby girl Jane has been perfectly taken care of. What did you think I kill people in front of her or something? That's ridiculas, I get a baby sitter for that.

          I woke up bright and early around eight a.m. and got Jane ready for daycare so I could work my shift at the coffee shop. She was good baby, slept through the night mostly and listened for the most part. At the coffee shop I was a manager now and could afford a small two bedroom apartment for Jane and I. Every other weekend I would get a babysitter, most of the time them being my parents and I would go up to the cottege.

      I got Jane ready and headed out to the car. It was the middle of summer and there was barely a cloud in the sky. I dropped her off at daycare and sped to the coffee shop so I wouldn't be late. I was excited for today, it was friday. Jane was going to go to my parents after I get off work. I am supposed to be meeting up with this guy from tindr. I will spare you the boring details, he wont be around much longer anyways.

          The day went by slow with nothing exciting happening. I got off at six and went to go pick up Jane. She was so excited to see me and we went home where I made spagetti for dinner and packed her bag for her sleepover at my parents.

          After I dropped Jane off I headed up to the cottege ciggarette in hand and music blasting. The sun was just about to set and it smelled like fresh cut grass and lillies. As I pulled up the gravel driveway the coke in my purse was calling my name. I walked into the cabin and admired the new decor I had just done. Instead of what it once was I had replaced everything with more darker tones. The couch was now black as well as the coffee table and the side tables. The wallpaper was now a dark grey and it was pretty much bland excpet for pops of red like the shag rug or the red vase filled with dying lillies. I just figured if everything was darker blood would be harder to stain wich would result in my clean up alot easier. I also replaces my tools recntly with fresh ones.

          I looked at the time and it was just turning eight o clock. The boy wasnt metting me until nine so I decided to hop into the shower. I scrubed my body and washed my hair and stepped out of the steamy shower and gazed at my body in the full length mirror. My once long curly hair was now collar bone length. My body didnt look much different except a little stretch mark just below my belly button from having Jane. I didn't look much different nor did i feel much different. I lotioned up my body and dressed in black leggings and a dark grey tank top. I never wore anything fancy because i knew i would just have to get rid of them soon anyways. I put on some light makeup and went back to the living room. I rolled up a blunt and turned the radio on pretty low so i could hear a car approach. Relax, I don't do drugs or even smoke a ciggeratte around Jane.

          About halfway through the blunt I heard the gravel outside and Peaked outside the window and saw a blue Honda pulling in. It was showtime. He knocked lightly on the door and I threw the door open with a smile.

"Hey you can come in, I'm surprised you found it so easily." I said with a little chuckle.

"Yeah it wasnt too bad" He said looking down.

          He was an older guy, Probably late twenties with dark hair and brown eyes, he was in pretty good shape. He sat down and was looking around curiosly.

"Do you want a drink? I have vodka or hennessy?" I asked

"Uhh, sure, vodka please." He said quitly

         I loved getting shy guys, They don't talk much and it leaves me to get straight to the point. I walked into the kitchen to get a small glass and poured some vodka in and pulled a little baggy from my bra and added some powder to it and sturred it quickly. It was only a muscle relaxer, work smarter not harder right?

          I sat down next to him and handed him the drink and he almost finished it all with one drink. I pulled the bag of coke out of purse and poured it all out on my black coffee table and cut us each two lines. I went first then handed him the dollar bill and it was in a matter of seconds. I giggled and turned my radio up a little bit louder and crashed back on the couch next to him.

          I felt the rush get to me and I felt a little jittery like i just wanted to get up and jump around. I eneded up rolling another blunt and talking a little with this guy, he was faded. I could tell the drugs and alchohol were getting to him and I still wanted to use him so I had to work fast.