I'll Be Your Darkness

Ch. 10

He came back an hour later with a bag in his hand. I was on the couch, drawing in my sketch book.

"Sorry I'm late getting back. There was a long line at the store," he said.

I looked over at him, "Oh, it's fine," I told him.

He walked over and sat the bag down next to me on the couch.

"What is it?" I asked.

"Just open it. I think you'll like it," he said.

I opened it and took out a prepaid GoPhone and a card. I looked at it, then back at him.

"You got me a cell phone?" I asked him, stunned.

"Yes. In case you ever need to call me, but for emergencies only," Foyet said.

"Hey, don't worry. I don't have anyone I would call," I pointed out.

"You are going to be the death of me, Rachel Blake," said Foyet, sitting down.

I had to smile, "Really? You think I'm gonna end up killing you?" I asked.

"Oh, I would doubt you would end up doing that. You don't strike me as the killing type," Foyet said.

"You had better believe I'm not," I told him.

He looked at his watch, "Ah, well I think it's time," he said.

He got up and walked up the stairs. A few minutes later he came back down in his Reaper outfit, wearing that same mask he had on a few nights ago when I met him.

"Okay, now remember what I told you: Do not use that phone unless you are dying," he warned me before walking outside.

I was glad I was alive, but at the same time I knew someone else was going to die. I didn't know who would die. I wish that I did so I could help them.

The next morning I saw who it was, and worse, it was somebody I knew. The picture in the paper was of a girl named Nina Hale and her boyfriend. I'd even had a class with her. We had never spoken to each other, but I recognized her. I was shocked when I read the paper. Oh my God. He murdered someone I knew.

"Good morning, Rachel," he said.

I couldn't even look at him.

"I knew her," I told him, "Nina Hale was in one of my classes."

I started crying.

"Just be glad you weren't there to see it. If Aaron Hotchner takes the deal, then you won't have to worry about me doing this anymore," said Foyet.

I hoped whoever this Aaron Hotchner guy was, he had enough sense to take the deal.

"What exactly is your interest in this guy?" I said as I stood up, "And be honest with me."

"Alright, do you really want to know? He's my equal. I've never met a challenge like him. It's something I want for myself. I wanna show him I'd never leave him like that wife of his," said Foyet.

"Um, maybe I shouldn't have asked," I said.

"Yes, that would've been good. Would you please get me a glass of water?" he said.

I nodded and walked over to the sink, taking a single glass and putting water in it. I handed it to him.

"Did you hurt your throat?" I asked, with a bit of sarcasm.

"Shut up," he told me.

I could tell he didn't find what I said funny.

"So eventually Hotchner and his team might come to talk to me. I may have been able to hide you from Roy, but I can't hide you from them. When they come, I'm gonna tell them you're someone I'm teaching computer science," said George.

"Okay, so you want me to lie to the cops?" I said.

"Yes, and don't argue with me Rachel, just do as you're told," he warned.