The game begins... (part 2)

"What do you mean?," Camille asked. Jay smiled. "That's what I've been waiting for months. Everything was planned, well, almost everything."

"What?"

"Well, without the dear Dr. Carter, I never thought of that plan. It was a coincidence. He came to the psychiatry one day and wanted to talk to me. Logan probably told him all about me. Well, I gave myself quite naturally and he was also very polite. A few days later I began to forge a plan."

"But... what are you going to do now?"

"Guess what? I will make sure that your life becomes a hell. It's just fair."

"That's not fair! You deserved it yourself, that you landed there. You don't really think that will work."

His smile widened slightly. "It has already worked. And only so that you can understand how the matter is: You don't have to believe that I will spare you. It's over. You had your chance. Now, you will suffer just as much as your little boyfriend. And that is all your fault."

Horrified, Camille stared at him. But before she could reply, Logan and Dr. Carter came back.

"I am sorry, but the conversation lasted longer. But I think you both have a good time, don't you?"

Jay nodded politely. Now he looked uncertain again. Dr. Carter looked at the clock and sighed. "I'm afraid we must go. We have another appointment."

Outside, Logan and Camille said goodbye to the two. When Logan briefly discussed the next appointment with Dr. Carter, Jay looked at Camille and winked at her. Quietly, he said, "Don't worry, you'll soon hear from me."

On the way back to the Palm Woods Camille was very quiet. Logan looked worried at her. "Everything okay?"

She nodded. "Yes, I'm just a bit tired. Perhaps it was too much."

Logan nodded sympathetically. Camille would have liked to tell him about Jay, but she didn't. Jay was right. Who would believe her?