While the old dude is farting in his sleep, my legs are shaking, I hate waiting.
I'm sitting in my cell anxiously waiting to hear my name. Five minutes later, the guard calls out loudly, "Nick, it's time for you appointment!"
About damn time, I thought to myself.
The pretty blond psychologist thought I was crazy for doing what I did but I'm not crazy, I just like revenge.
'Why'd you do it?" She asked.
All I can think of saying was because she was a dirty bitch but since she was a lady I had to improve my language.
"Because of revenge." I said.
3 years later
She lied to everyone, she forced me to love her, she tricked me, she made everyone look at me like psychopath.
Does she really think that after she framed me for her disappearance I was just going to let her get away with it, is she really that stupid?
Sure, ill let her think that but I knew my plan.
"Yes baby." I said to everything she told me to do.
I wanted to convince her that I believed that everything she did was for the better of our relationship, just like she wanted me to think.
And I did. But I was boiling of hate, of anger.
Inside of me, I'm saying "I want to kill her when she last expects it."
Present Day
"How'd you do it?"
I paused for a moment, to remanence the greatest moment of my life.
To remanence the day the rest of my life changed. To remanence the day I felt free from someone who had me psychologically incarcerated.
"While we were making "love" I choked her" I grinned, "at least she enjoyed it for a little bit" I laughed.
"Revenge is a bitch." The psychologist stated.
I feel free now.