Chapter 4
Morning light filtered through the window blinds. The wait had been long but at least it gave enough time to plan how things were going to go. One problem in having her corpse found was that she had to make it seem like something was wrong in her home. Looking at the blinds, she tore them off. Going back to the bathroom, she cupped her hands and gathered some of the bloody water. Carrying it to the window by the front door, smearing it over the glass. Then she turned around and began to throw things on the floor and breaking vases and overturning tables and chairs. She returned to get more bloody water and continued to smear it over the window. There, everything was done there was no way that Steph would leave without taking a peek inside. The last thing she did was leave the front door open. Going into her bedroom she looked at her alarm clock. 8:00 a.m. Any minute now and Steph would be here.
Dana's POV
I think that will do it. She won't think that nothings wrong. I have decided how to kill Daniel and Melanie. Yet I don't know what to do about my mother. Surely she deserves some punishment for my crappy childhood. Her unreasonable requests and never caring what happened to me as long as she had her alcohol. That's all she cared about. Her beer never her daughter who needed her during those crucial moments of being a child a teenager.
A gasp broke my reverie, and brought me back to where I was. Looking over to the opened door, I saw Steph. Her mouth wide open gaped in surprise at the scene in front of her. She took hesitant steps to my bedroom. She wouldn't find anything out of the usual there. Kneeling beside her I whispered in her ear Go to the bathroom. I see her shivering. I move back as I realize that she is shivering because of my unknown presence. She then goes back outside. Knowing her she is probably thinking someone attacked me. Maybe she's getting "protection". Oh well. Going into the bathroom before she came back I dipped my finger into the bloody water. I began to write on the floor. ' I'M SORRY' is what it said. Hopefully she'll know I'm asking her sorry for putting her through this macabre scene.
Steph's POV
Why is her door open. Looking inside I see the rooms a mess as if someone had only one objective create disarray. Something must've happened to Dana. Hmm better check the bedroom. Walking to her bedroom, I saw that the things in the hallway were not strewn and messed around as the objects in the living room. As I entered her bedroom I saw that nothing was wrong. Except for the fact that the bed seemed as if it hadn't been slept in the night before. Sitting on her bed I felt a cold draft. It was so sudden, and I began to shiver as I heard 'Go to the bathroom'. As soon as that the cold draft disappeared. Shakily I began to walk over to the bath. As I pass the living room, I noticed that there had been blood splattered on the window. How had I not noticed. Being a bit creeped out, I first headed for my car. Opening the trunk, I got out my baseball bat. Hell I'm not going in there without some form of protection. Good thing I was going to go play softball with some friends later. Or else I would have just used a book. *sigh* Going back into the house I walked to the bathroom. My hand was shaking as I began to open the door. Why do I have this fear of opening and seeing what's within? I shake my head to get rid of the feeling that someone is watching me. Stepping in, I'm shocked to see blood splattered everywhere. Not just on the walls. It was everywhere, walls, ceilings, on the floor. But it said "I'M SORRY", why would a murderer write that. What stopped me is the tub filled with bloody water. There with her head back was Dana. She was lying in the tub head back, eyes unseeing, with wounds all around her. Now I began to hyperventilate. My pulse quickened as I took in the pale pallor of her skin and the amount of blood that had been splattered everywhere. She's dead. Of course she's dead. You can't lose that much blood and live. I continued to take shallow breaths until blackness enveloped me.
Dana's POV
Oh great. She fainted. I thought she would take this a bit better. I mean she wanted to become a forensic scientist. She was going to work with corpses for crying out loud. She shouldn't have fainted because of this. Sighing, I grabbed her from her arms and began to pull her to my bedroom. I put her in the bed..... Great I think I just made her go unconscious. Better wait til she awakens.....Maybe I should appear to her. But how? How am I going to do this? My plan is no on hold. Better go get my knife....