Sick Love

Home is Where The Heart Is

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{Chapter 4}
~Kylies POV~

    Just before the sun was about to set, I got back to my cabin. I made my way to the living room and started a fire with the logs I had ready and waiting in my fireplace. My mind still reeling from the strange turn of events in the woods, I slumped into my favorite recliner. Why did I always get a strange feeling when I saw him face to face, It almost felt like he reminded me of something I couldn't identify. He was a bit mentally unstable too it seemed, it didn't seem that he had murderous intentions, but that didn't mean I trusted him not to hurt me. I knew nothing about this guy, except that he had some kind of obsession with me. He had called me his love... But why me? I was nobody. I barely had a social life, I was practically invisible. He had to be playing some kind of mind game with me. No one would ever want Me. I wish I could believe he really did love me, but that probably wasn't realistic.

A tear ran down my cheek as I thought about what it would be like to be wanted. Even an unstable weird guy was good enough for me, after all I was weird and messed up and broken too. I also couldn't clearly remember most of my life after age 9. Things were pretty fuzzy after that and I had no memory whatsoever from about age 12 to age 15. After my 15th birthday my memories were clear up to the present day. I didn't like thinking about it, what I didn't know what I couldn't remember. It scared me, I felt like I couldn't trust my own mind. But I wasn't sure I wanted to remember. From what I could recall about my life, it was all miserable and I probably wasn't forgetting anything pleasant.

To try and distract myself from my unwanted train of thought, I picked up my phone and put on some music. I closed my eyes and laid back in my recliner, I let out a heavy sigh. 'Goodbye Soul' by Get Scared played from my Bluetooth speaker, my mind began to drift off into a daydream. I imagined He was here with me. He looked into my eyes with understanding, really seeing me. Nobody ever had before, but he did. I looked back, with longing in my own eyes. He crossed the living room, and pulled me up form my chair and into his arms. I relaxed into his chest, enjoying his warmth. I buried my face in his chest, listening to his heartbeat. Then he reached up and lifted my chin till I was looking up at him. He leaned in to kiss me deeply, I closed my eyes and melted into him.
And then my daydream dissipated. And I was left feeling more alone than I did before my daydream. But I would probably never know what it felt like to have somebody. To love and to be loved back. But I wanted it so much, I hated feeling alone in the world. I wanted someone who would be on my team, us against the world. I'd always longed to feel that connection with someone.

I decided to go to my kitchen for a drink. My parents had left behind this house when they died apparently, but I had no recollection of it's existence. My uncle signed the lease over to me once I was 18, so I decided to move into it. He said that the house hadn't been touched since my parents died. Upon moving in shortly after my 18th birthday, I discovered there was still a fully stocked liquor cabinet which I wasn't about to tell my anyone about. He had never set foot inside the house himself, he hadn't spoken to my dad since before I was born. I had met him for the first time when he adopted me at age 15, after the death of my parents several years prior.
I reached the cabinet, and opened it. I grabbed the bottle of tequila out of the cabinet and poured myself two shots, I quickly knocked back my shots and grabbed a soda from the fridge. I cracked open my soda and took a sip to wash out the taste of the liquor, I could still hear the music from the living room, 'Rats' By Motionless In White, came on. I left my soda on the kitchen table and headed back to my living room. I turned the volume all the way up and started to head bang along with the music, thrashing to the beat. I sang along, as I continued dancing to the music.

After a few more songs I stopped, out of breath from dancing so hard. I headed back to the kitchen to finish my soda. As I picked up the soda can, I noticed with a start that it was empty! I had only taken one sip of it earlier! Did He get into my house and drink it? It had to be Him, who else would break in just to drink my soda? What the hell was he trying to pull here? I ran to the front door to check it, and it was unlocked. But I was sure I'd locked it earlier! Maybe I just forgot to lock it? I'd better check the rest of the house to make sure he's not still here. I'm not surprised I didn't hear him when he was in the kitchen, since I had my music turned all the way up. I wasn't sure how I felt about Him anymore, but I definitely didn't a stranger I knew nothing about, sneaking around inside my house. I'd have to be more careful about locking the doors and windows in the future.

I began searching downstairs, leaving the music on to cover the sound of my movements. After searching each room, was no sign of him downstairs. So I made my way upstairs. I crept down the hallway leaving the lights off, to avoid alerting him of my presence if he was up here. Cautiously I walked to my bedroom door, I turned the handle and silently slipped into my room. I quietly shut the door again and turned on my bedroom light. There was no sign of him, I turned the light back off and opened the door to my bathroom carefully. I quickly flipped the light on. "What the fuck!" I screamed in shock, laying on the floor in the middle of my bathroom was a bloody heart. I started to panic as I wondered what kind of heart it was. Human? Animal? Oh God, what do I do if it's human? I can't go to the police, I'd be the number one suspect. No way was I going to jail! As far as I could tell this guy was unpredictable and unhinged. I was pretty sure it was a human heart after bending down to look more closely. I had to get rid of it!

Frantically I searched my bathroom for my disposable cleaning gloves, I found them under the sink. Pulling them on roughly, I accidentally ripped the left one. Cursing, I tossed it on the floor and shakily pulled on a new one. I grabbed my small garbage can and brought it next to the bloody organ, carefully I picked up the heart. It was cold and slick with blood. A little more blood leaked out as I picked it up, making a squelching sound. I wasn't particularly grossed out, but I was definitely afraid of getting caught with it in my possession. I carefully set it down into the trash can, and peeled off my gloves tossing them in as well. Then I grabbed my all purpose cleaner and sprayed it on the mess left on the floor, I glanced around looking for a rag, all I could find was a washcloth. So I grabbed it and used it to wipe the floor clean, throwing the washcloth in the trash as well. As I turned on the tap and washed my hands, I contemplated how to get rid of the heart. I wiped my hands off on my shirt, and tied the garbage bag shut. Suddenly it occurred to me that I could just toss it in the fire already going in my fireplace downstairs. Perfect, thats what I'll do, I reassured myself.

Grabbing the trash bag, I quickly made my way down to the living room. I gently tossed the bag into the fireplace and closed the iron gate, then reached over to my phone and turned off the music. Things were really getting out of hand. What made him think it would be a good idea to leave a human heart in my bathroom? I wasn't squeamish, considering my own violent instincts, but I didn't fancy getting locked up or sentenced to death for murder. So I had always avoided acting out any of my bloody desires, since nobody had ever been worth the risk it entailed. I didn't know much about Him, but maybe we weren't so different. If I put aside the fact that he was acting like a reckless idiot, it was kinda romantic, that he gave me a heart. Maybe he actually was into me. But I wasn't gonna let myself believe it so easily, I didn't know what was really going through his head after all. Well if he was going to go sneaking around my life, I was gonna find out who he was and what he was really up to.

{End of Chapter}

Note: I'm sorry I was a day late on this chapter, I was just feeling really off yesterday and wasn't up to finishing it up. I didn't want to publish it until I had it right. But here it is now! I should have the next chapter done sometime between now and Thursday.