Doomed

Chapter 4: "And Now Is Too Late To Come Back"

Wednesday 15 July 2015

- Up, now, Andrea - Jeff growled, looking at her with his arms crossed from the side of the bed, she stirred a bit and moaned in her sleep, but did not wake up - Come on, I don't have all day - he kneed the mattress hard, causing it to jump from the force he had put into the hit, she was forced to open her eyes.

- What time is it? - Andrea mumbled frowning when she saw that it was still dark outside.

- Almost five -

- In the morning? - she exclaimed.

- Yes.

- Why are you waking me up at this time? - She covered her head with the pillow.

- If you want to go to your house for your shit, what better time than when everyone is asleep and they cannot see you enter the house where there was a murder? - Jeff described with a tone of obviousness - Or do you prefer to wear my sweatshirt for the rest of your life? - I take the sheets and pull them to the ground before she shrinks, he get the pleasant view of her legs - Hmmm ... - he tilted his head aside -, although, in my opinion, that would not be that bad -

- Leave me alone, I'll be out in a moment -

- You have five minutes, or I'll come back for you - she hear him walk towards the door and then the sound of it being closed. She removed the pillow from her face and got up, took from the floor where she had left her dirty clothes her jeans that still had the red stains on the knees, but these were already dry and she put them on. Later, she went downstairs looking for Jeff and she watched him carefully admiring a knife in his hands with narrowed eyes and sitting on an old sofa. He was in what should be the living room in the house, she did not know the place well, since she had arrived unconscious or passed out from the hit he had given her in the house of her parents.

- Let's go - she said before starting to think more conscientiously, Jeff raised his gaze as if was on trance and looked at her.

- Well, I want you to see something before - pointed at the television in front of him. Andrea went to sit next to him and saw the screen, it was on the news channel, the same one that only hours before she had seen with her parents, it seemed that this had been years ago; They were talking about the murder of her parents:

"On the night of yesterday, a murder was reported by a source who remains anonymous, the victims were identified as Anthony and Lauren James, apparently it has again been the work of the criminal who has been terrorizing the city for some time and that the authorities have not yet managed to find. The police in charge of the case declared drums in the disappearance of the only daughter of the family, Andrea James... "

They put up a picture of her, one that she had taken for last year's school yearbook and that his mother had since kept taped to the mirror on her bedroom dresser; her heart skipped a beat.

The reporter continued:

"They came to believe that it could be a kidnapping, but given that the James family had no other family or close friends, they thought it is not probable because they would have no one to ask for a ransom"

Jeff turned off the television with a laugh of superiority and pride.

- Kidnapping? - He repeated with mockery - How ridiculous.-

- Think about it, they don't know that I stay here by my own decision, otherwise it would be a kidnapping - Andrea repaired with a broken voice, holding back tears, she didn't want to cry in front of him.

- That's true - he turned to her and with the same smile he arranged a lock of hair behind her ear - Soon you will be the cause of these murders - Andrea had not moved an inch, she kept still, looking straight ahead like a statue, Jeff leaned towards her and caressed her ear with his lips - It will be an honor to kill by your side - she got up quickly and left the house, the sky was still dark but already started to clear with a shade of blue increasingly clear and intense, the stars were hiding along with the moon. She stood at the door looking outside, they were in a part of the city that she knew almost nothing about, it was poor and mostly abandoned, on its sides lonely streets full of garbage, a few houses that to her surprise seemed to be occupied, old buildings and tainted walls, and in front of her the entrance to the forest that was dark as the mouth of the wolf. Jeff appeared behind her.