Until I Met You

6. Not again!

     Damn it, damn it, damn it!

   I let him catch me off-guard, fucking great!

   I finally opened my eyes and I found myself in a room with the maniac himself. I was tied once again, but this time I had tape on my mouth, too.

   He turned toward me and I could feel him grinning at me.

  "Mmmmm! Mmmmmphh!" I struggled to cuss the living soul out of him.

    "Look at them, Pearl. Look at how I'll finally bring Ashley and Chris together! You'll see that we'll all laugh it off at the end."

   In front of us were a buch of cameras, but the spotlight was on Ashley and Chris, who were tied up around a table. Above them were two saws which I guessed are gonna be moving sooner or later.

   "MMMMM! PHMMMMHH!" I started struggling harder and he fucking chuckled at me.

   "It's no use, I know how to tie ropes tighter than Jess' bod'."

   That made me sick. I started jumping up and down with the chair I was tied to until Josh grew annoyed.

   "Stop already!" then he mumbled something incoherent.

   Man, he really seems to be out of it.

   Of course I didn't stop. That made him even angrier.

   "Fine! Fine. I'll take the tape off your mouth, if you promise not to scream!"

   I raised an eyebrow. Is he really negotiating with me right now? What a bad killer, you never negotiate with the victims.

   He ripped that piece of tape off of me and I felt the need to scream more than any other time in my life, but I bit my lip instead, making it bleed.

   "What the hell are you doing?!" I yelled more than whispered at him.

   "Oh, Pearl. I'm simply putting them in the same pain they put my sisters! But of course you wouldn't understand! No one does!" he took of his hideous mask, revealing an enraged expression.

   "But Chris wasn't even part of the prank! And they all said sorry! They never meant for anything to happen!"

   He smirked. Smirked. "I never meant for anything to happen to them either! But it's never how we want things, is it?"

   "Josh...what happened to you?"

   I could tell he didn't expect a question like that.

   "N-nothing! Nothing happened! Leave me alone!" He turned away, holding his head and mumbling random things.

   Man, if this would've been a test at school, I would totally say he has schiz-

   Then it hit me. He's mentally ill, hello?! Where was my mind all this time, of course he's mentally ill!

   He's delusional, thinking we'll all laugh it off at the end, he- he thinks he's doing Chris and Ashley a favor! And on top of that he has these weird episodes- he's schizophrenic!

   Shouldn't he be taking some kind of medication?

   "Josh? Josh!" he turned to face me.
"Have you been taking your pills?"

   He seemed confused for a moment, then I saw anger flash in his eyes.

   "They're not working! They're not- agh!"

   I was afraid. Psychology class didn't teach us how to comfort people with mental illnesses, they only taught us how to identify them. I didn't know what to do- I didn't know whether I should tell him that it's gonna be okay or slap him. I couldn't even slap him even if I wanted to!