Cheater Cheater time to die

I watch as you tousle your brown hair and wrap a towel around your waist. It hangs low as you brush your hand along the fogged up glass. You can only just see yourself as you push a line of toothpaste along your old rotting toothbrush. The bristles are splitting, though you aren’t ready to throw the old thing out. Your mother had your named engraved and even though it was a stupid gift that wasn’t going to last you kept it anyways. You couldn’t part with something so dear to your heart.  You just can’t let it go, knowing that if you do you’ll lose the only connection left to your mother.

You spray your body with your Lynx hangover and give yourself a wink in the mirror. The clock in your lounge strikes 9 and you rush out of the bathroom, hurrying to get ready for work. A black suit is laid out on your bed. Your wife was kind enough to do so before she left for her morning jog. 

A watch is added to your wrist as you stand in front of the mirror. You are close to being ready for the day as you fix up your tie, it lays flat against your chest.  You’re moving against time as you try and slip your feet into your too small shoes that lay just by the bed.  You know you are running late but your boss forgives quickly with a little bit of fun.  You look at your reflection one more time in the mirror as you make your way out of the house.  You know you are forgetting something as you rush to get to work, though the thing is on the tip of your tounge you just can’t remember.

You pull up to work, 20 minutes late. At this point you haven’t noticed that I’m watching you.  You go on your way as you climb the steps to the building. Your hand trails along the railing as you run. You seem to stumble a bit but you recover from that before pushing open the office door.   The receptionist flashes you a flirtatious and you send her a wink as you walk on.

With a look around, you push open the door that leads to your office.  Your boss she sits there, twirling a lock of hair in her hand. She wants to know where you were, why you kept her waiting. You explain to her you slept in and that you are just too sexy and had to stop and look at your reflection. She giggles at what you have to say. This is when you make your move; you have her like goo in your hand.  You have her your way.

She leaves your room all flustered and blushing, her hands clutched behind her back as she tries to re-do her bra.  You sit with your feet upon your desk and your hands behind your head. The zip of your pants hangs low and your belt is folded across the table. You hold a smirk upon your face as you sit there. You seem in a daze. At this point my eyes are still focused on you and I’m the one smirking as I watch your every move.   I can see your wife walking around the corner as she pushes open the office door. You can see her through the window as you jump up out of your seat, trying to quickly put your belt back through the loops on your pants and pulling up your zip.

You’re in your seat before your wife reaches the room. Dragging some papers out you make it look like you had been doing something, with a pen in your hand you tap it on the table as she enters the room a smile plays on her lips as she places a bag of food on your desk and kisses your lips. She frowns at you for a brief moment before brushing it off. She didnt stay for long,  she throws a wave goodbye over her shoulder and walks out of the office.

You unfold the top of the bag and smile at what’s inside. A sandwich and a cookie, you weren’t going to eat them but could give them to that girl you are going to meet at the corner door in a few hours.  You relax when you hear your wifes voice float away from the office and your receptionist sends you a smile.  

With a sligh streach you stand. I wasnt ready to kill you yet, you still didnt need to know I was watching you. You make your way out of your office, the paper bag held tightly in your hand. It was too early for your lunch break but not too early for a work meeting with a costumer. You tell the receptionist you have a meeting to go to, that you'll be back later. She just nods as she fiddles with a piece of hair. 

Your shoes echo loudly as you walk down the street. You spot the blonde sitting in the corner shop, a coffee cup in her red lips. You smirk as you walk in and she greets you with a kiss. You tell her that she can have the food in the paper bag if she likes. 

You two leave the corner shop and you make your way to her apartment and from there you have your way with her, till you get sick of her. She lies unconcious on the floor as you push her out of the way and walk out the door. 

Your tie is hung losley around your neck as you walk back into your office, collecting your bag. You hadnt noticed that sun hung low in sky and I was following your every move. 

You make your way out of the building, your phone held up to your ear as you chatted away to your wife. I'm hiding in the shadows of your car as it beeps signaling its unlocked. 

You go to open the door but I stop you knocking the phone out of your hands. You frown at me mumbling something about dickheads that have no manners. 

I move out of the shadows and your face falls in shock. You know me and I know you. My arm is raised above my head, a knife twinkles in the light that swings above our heads. 

"Jack" You stumble as you step back into your open door. I grin wildly as I nod, moving my arm down closer to you. 

You watch my eyes as you try and plead with me but you know it wont work. To you I was always crazy and a killer. 

You cry out as I plunge the knife into your chest and you fall to the ground.  Blood spilled around you as I crouched down and cut a line through your stomach. Blood was all over you and all over me as i tore your skin apart, pulling your intestines out and placing them in your bag before I got up and looked around. 

No one had heard your screams or noticed that you now laid dead in a car park.  No more girls would suffer because of you. 

I hid my knife in the pocket of my jacket before walking out of the carpark. One person down, plenty more to go. 

The story of jack the ripper was back to haunts peoples hearts. 

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