Fatality (Discontinued)

Chapter 4

February 15, 2014

I don’t know whether I am mortified to go to class today because I know Liam is going to be there and he saw me stripping or scared to go to in public because I killed a freaking important and loved man.

I’m so embarrassed. I might just skip classes for the rest of my life and just stay inside and become a hermit. That way I will never have to face Liam, or the rest of the world, ever again.

My skills are seriously lacking.

I fucking hate my life.

What do I do?

***

I decided to go to my class. I had to actually, for several different reasons:

Money- I pay good money for these classes and it would be a huge waste of money if I didn’t go to them. Money is not an easy thing to come by for me. I’m not exactly broke, but I do kind of live one a pay check to pay check status, so every penny is important.

Appearance- I’m not an idiot. I’m a killer and if I ever raise any suspicion, I am screwed. Keeping up appearances is key then. Going to classes, work, out in public, etc. decreases the chances of me being a suspect and provides me with more “alibis”. The more “alibis” I have the less suspicious I appear. So, appearance is more important than embarrassment, which leads me to my third point:

I am going to have to face Liam at some point, so I should get it done and over with sooner rather than later

So, wish me luck.

***

I did run into Liam and surprising it didn’t go as bad as I thought it was going to go. Sure, it was still awkward and highly embarrassing on my part, but he didn’t go running for the hills like I thought he would.

It wouldn’t a little something like this:

Liam hesitantly approached me after class had ended. I bit my lip and looked anywhere else than at him. We both just kind of stood there in an awkward silence for a bit, waiting for the other to start talking.

“So…” I started.