Chapter 3 Comfort

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" Alena.......I.......I" Bill starts to say to me. But I couldn't take it. I put my hand up, and stuck in some air. I stood up, and raise both of my hands so he can take my handcuffs off. He did that and I sat back down. I looked at him disgusted. How could he think I'm lying, I thought we were friends? Tears started to run down my face.

One.........two.........three they fall down like a water fall, non stop. I tried to stop them. But it was to late. Bill came to me and put his arm around me and said "Shhh, shhh....it's ok....your safe now. If I knew, I would have gotten you out long ago." Even though the tears kept going, I was confused. What did he mean by " 'gotten you out long ago' ". There's no way out. No matter how many times I've tried it never worked.

I started to say something, but I didn't. Part of me was happy. I was free, I rejoiced. But the other half of me isn't a fool. This half knows...but knows what. All it keeps saying is "Its not over. Be careful. You know the games he plays.......you know your husband" the voice said coldly. Dark. When it said husband, it brought a chill on my back. I wasn't safe like I thought. Like my voice said,

I know his games...........and I know my husband.

The only way I'll be able to be free, to have my life again, not to cry again is,

I have to kill him.

Kill. Kill. But how? I've never killed before, not even a bee. How would I be able to get away with out them stopping me. Joseph is out there, waiting for the right time. Even if it takes him months, years to get to me. He will kill me, even it's his final act. But when he comes, will I be prepared? Will the police get him before I do? I want to finish him.- this is not me. I don't kill. I don't like this side of me. What have I've become. Its no good at all, when you see your self and not reckonize....your face. Out on your own....its such a scary place. The answers are all inside of me.....the voices in my head, is telling me "Finish him, kill him." angrily. And thats what I'm going to do, even if it's my final act.

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