Chapter 1 : I couldn't care less
I tried to ignore the police siren's they were piercing my ears for several uncomfortable minutes. My Vision was blurry from the tears that kept dripping from my burning eye's. You could think that i was crying because i haded to watch something "SO" awful. But i wasn't crying 'cuz of that.
Somebody was killed tonight, and i watched it,... although i knew i shouldn't have. I should have helped him, but i couldn't. I was stuck in a daze (not knowing if the things I saw were real).
The tings i saw played in slow motion and then..., i woke up, soaked in sweat.
My rapid breathing was aching my lungs who were still recovering from pneumonia. i placed a hand on my chest to calm me down.
Breaking glass ?
Where was that noise coming from?
Was there somebody in the house?
And then again..., breaking glass?
Maybe a burglar, (i thought to myself)? Well, no need to wait until he sneaks into my bedroom to do things to me not even god will hear about. I slipped out of my bed and quickly crossed the room, i opened the top drawer from my dresser and searched for the (damed) one thing i never wanted to use. Ironically i always wanted to get rid of it, but now it'll probably gonna save my life, but..., "it's gone", i gasped!
"No no no, it has to be there", i whistled. But it wasn't. I couldn't find it. It was gone. I was sure that i hid it in this certain drawer. I always had been sloppy, and forgetful. That's why i teached myself to put everything back in a specific place after using it, so i wouldn't lose it anymore. I pulled out all the other drawer's and threw the content's on the floor. Where was it, and why couldn't I find it?
There was only one logical conclusion to this, "Somebody took it," I snarled. I ran my fingers trough my hair and sank on my knee's. "Don't panic, you could just had put it somewhere else. Just think", I tried calming myself down.
"Searching for this babe"?
A sharp high pitched shriek escaped my throat. I tried to suppress any further actions of showing fear.
Unsure what to do I slowly turned around.
And saw a horribly scarred face, belonging to a man that was swinging my firearm. While giving me an evil grin and moving closer he dropped the gun on my scattered undies and wrapped his fingers around my neck and forced me to move to the bed. I tried to scream but the fingers around my neck were so tight that I barley could breathe.
He must have had sneaked in my bedroom while I was sleeping, searching for valuable things and weapons.
And now... ?
Is he gonna force me to tell him where the "good stuff" is hidden? Or even worse..., is he gonna violate me?
"What do you want", i croaked? His Fingers loosened their grip and i felt a slight relief.
And all of a sudden his face, or what was left of it came closer. So close that I could smell him. I expected a scent of garlic, or dried sweat, or anything else smelly, but he didn't smell bad at all. Actually..., I liked the smell.
He leaned down, probably to kiss me. He was so close now that I could feel his breath tickling my nose. His lips were covered with scar tissue.
"W-w-... ,who did that to you", I asked him with a trembling voice. For a moment he just sat on top, and stared at me, likely because he was surprised that I had the guts to speak up to him. Then he bended down and whispered "Nobody else than me. I'm responsible for it. It was my own fault", in my ear. He leaned back again to look straight into my eyes.
Responsible for it? My own fault?
It echoed in my head. Doesn't sound to me like he really did that to himself. More like somebody else, who thought it's necessary to teach him a lesson trough physical violence.
He started to choke me with one hand, the other hand slipped under my shirt and caressed my belly.
"Please don't", i pleaded while i already felt my mind fading. I started to blink rapidly. I tried to stay awake but my head felt all fuzzy and i saw white dots dancing before my eyes. Before my mind went blank, i could hear heavy footsteps on broken glass. "What? A second one? Since when sexual Sadists work in teams?", were my last thought's before the darkness hugged me tightly.
When i finally awakened again, i did so with a burning ache in my forehead. I groaned in pain, and rubbed my eyes carefully. I still felt very sleepy. Almost like I didn't sleep at all. I glanced out of my bedroom window and recognized that the sun was about to rise.
Almost Dawn?
I couldn't remember the last time I woke up that early. I shrugged my shoulders. "Maybe i had a nightmare and forgot about it the second i woke up ", i thought. I gently stroked my forehead to ease the pain. And then the scales fell from my eyes. It was all coming back.
I jumped on my feet, and rushed to the light switch, but I hesitated to flip it.
"Are you crazy? You don't know if those guys are still in your house, and you just wanted to make it easier for them to find you and finish what they started ", i criticized myself. I cursed some ugly words at myself and teared my hair out. All of sudden i noticed that the mess was gone. Each of the drawers was still in it's usual place. Nothing, not even a single sock lay on the floor. I furrowed my eyebrows. Who ever these guy's were, they didn't seemed that organized to clean up before leaving the crime scene. At least not the one I had the pleasure to meet. And why did they leave without killing me? Sure i probably was no big threat to them while being passed out or assumed dead, but i just couldn't believe that neither of them would come to check on that.
I heard muffled voices from downstairs. "It´s too late to search for the gun", i thought. I held my breath while I sneaked to my walk-in closet where I kept my sports equipment, and choose a solid wooden baseball bat. "I´m gonna crush you", i growled. I silently opened the door, and wondered how easily fear could turn into wrath. Soft-footed I made my way downstairs. My first impulse led me to check out my computer room. No need to go inside, "stupid me. I left the door unlocked. Darn it "!
I fastened the grip around the bat and looked fly, all around the hallway. "Maybe in the living room? ", I guessed. I slowly walked sidewards.
I withheld a gasp when I saw two dimly figures moving on the floor. One of the entity suddenly moved faster than the other one, and stood up. He looked in my direction,(right in my face it seemed).
My courage reduced to zero again. He took a few big steps towards me. I quickly moved backwards myself, without turning my back to him. A sun ray enlightened his face for a short moment.
Not a single scar was adorning his face. He was broad-shouldered and his eyes were dark gray, his face was a perfect symmetry. Most people would call his appearance very appealing and masculine. I pursed my lips. Definitely not my type.
His eyes were tacked on the stairs who were leading to my bedroom, even tough he was standing right in front of me.
"Does he even notice that I'm here? Or does he just simply ignore me ", i asked myself ?
The curved shape on the floor groaned in pain, and attracted the other man's attention again.
Then i heard a muffled voice, nothing more than a whisper," please don't. I do anything you want me to", he begged. "Stop talking you pathetic, miserable piece of trash," the other man breathed out. "First I'm gonna take you down, and then I'll have some fun with the girl upstairs." It seemed to me like he was more talking to himself than to the man underneath him. "What did you wanted to do to her anyway?. Come on give me a hint, i could use some fresh ideas." He asked giggling.
I'm no shrink but,... that guy obviously had lost his common sense.
And the way he treated the other man, was telling me that they were no partners.
He's a victim. Just like me.
"Ha-ha", at this thought i had to laugh.
In fear, i quickly covered my mouth with both hands and dropped the bat, expecting, either my laughter or the sound of the baseball bat hitting the floor would alarm him. My heart was racing like crazy while i was waiting for the criminal to do something. But he didn't do anything. The noise didn't even distract him.
"I'm gonna slice you up till your guts spill out," he chuckled.
He's clearly insane. Quick, get in the kitchen, and grab something to defend yourself, i thought.
But something was telling me that, that would be a waste of time. I risked a glance at the floor, where various silvery shiny items lay in a puddle of blood.
He must have tried each knife to find out which one was the best for torturing and inflicting the most pain.
Then i heard a gross sound.
Was he..., really..., doing that?
Yes, now that I heard it a second time, it was undeniable, he chocked on his own blood.
The killer moved closer to his suffering victim, watching him dieing with amusement.
OMG. What i am suppose to do?
All of sudden the Killer got on his feet "I need to wash...,"he mumbled. He randomly opened doors and peeked inside, probably searching for a bathroom to wash the blood off of him. As he finally found what he was searching for he got inside and locked the door.
Is this really happening? Does he really make himself comfortable here? In my house? In my bathroom?
I tried to stay in the Shadows when i pressed my shivering body against the wall (which was very difficult because the sunrise had already started), and carefully moving closer to the assumed dead burglar. The strong scent of pennies rosed to my nose. It almost made me barf. I pressed two fingers at the burglar's neck in aim to find a pulse, and..., i found one. It was weak but existent.
"Help me, please...", he groaned. I gasped at the discovery that the burglar was conscious again and alive. But judging by the several stab wounds and multiple cuts he had, i wouldn't put a bet on him surviving this. "Try to stay awake okay? I'll get help," i tried to soothe him. On shaky knee's i sneaked into the hallway and grabbed my phone from the loading station, and rushed back to the now raspy breathing burglar. I shook him to keep him awake, but it was all in vain. I saw his eyes rolling inside. "No no, no. Stay awake", i muttered. I threw myself on his unconscious body and gently stroked his cheeks with my thumb's. But he stayed in his unconscious state. I started to cry uncontrollability, hammering my fist against his chest, resulting in blood splattering on my face.
Resolutely i held my head up "No i'm not dying. Not today. Not like this," i decided. I wiped away the tears, took the phone and placed my thumb on speed dial "1". When i was just about to press the button i felt a certain discomfort, like somebody was staring at me. And then it literally hit me. I screamed out in pain. I wish i had fainted straight away, but i just felt an overwhelming dizziness. With all my left strength i managed to crawl to the wall and reclined my back on it. My breathing got slower, as i felt the darkness trying to drag me under. My Head fell to me knees, the phone slipped out of my hand.
"You need to stay awake", i told myself.
"911 What's your emergency ?
Hello?",the female operator asked with a cool business tone
"911. What's your emergency?", she repeated.
"I..., we..., we need...", i babbled, to weak to form a whole sentence.
Help! Help, is what WE NEED! The voice in my head screamed. But with every second i listened to that yelling voice, it got more and more quieter. And then it was gone.
Silence.
Is this what dying feels like?
I always thought it would be painful. And cold.
But this actually felt very nice. Like a warm summer breeze.
"Sweet Pea?"
"Maw maw? Is that you?"
"Who else calls you 'Sweet Pea' my dear?"
"Where am i?"
"Well, make an educated guess?"
"Am i..., am i dead... Maw maw?"
"No ,not quite yet. But you are close. That's why i'm here 'my love'. It's not your time yet.
You don't belong here. Go back."
A cold shiver ran trough me.
"But Maw maw. I want to stay with you. I missed you so much. And I missed talking to you. You are the only one that understands me. Can i? Can i stay with you?"
"We're loosing her...!"
" Yes. Someday, we'll be united again. But till then, you need to stay with your kind."
"Can i at least stay a little longer? Just to talk to you. Please?"
"Once more! Come on girl, don't give up...!"
"You can talk to me whenever you want to. I'm right here, whenever you need me 'Sweet Pea'. Now go. I love you."
"I love you too Maw maw."
"We got a pulse, she's back!", somebody shouted out.
My heart felt heavy. I didn't care about the noise (frankly i couldn't care less), all i wanted was... SLEEP!
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Sorry for the Cliffhanger
also had some issues with my new document editing software.
Anyway chap. one is finally out, Yay!
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