Chapter 11.
Jessica's Point Of View.
I was cleaning the kitchen after I made food for me and Michael but he didn't eat anything. After earlier he has just been sitting on the couch, his eyes glued to the wall without moving a muscle after drinking the hot coco. I called to him to eat but he didn't move so I had to eat alone while looking at his back. He was a complete mystery to me sometimes. I felt bad for him, knowing that he can't help it. And I'm sure that his attack was just something the voices told him to do. I look outside the window to see that it was already getting dark. I didn't even realize that it was that late. I turn to look back at Michael, who was still just sitting there. I put the rag down that I had in my hands and quickly was my hands. I walk over to Michael and look at him. His eyes were glued on to the wall in front of him. "Michael are you hungry? I could warm some of it up for you if you want." I say to him but he doesn't answer. I was getting worried about him. What if he was angry because I attacked him when he attacked me? "I'm going to take a quick shower and brush my teeth. Do you want to come in the shower with me?" I ask him but he just sits there. I was a little upset that I didn't get a reaction out of him but I was a little glad that he didn't want to come too. But maybe he's just going to stalk me when I get in. I put my hand on his shoulder and give it a little rub. "I'll be right back." I say to him and walk to the bathroom. After wearing something comfortable for the night I walk back to the living room only to see that h was still sitting on the couch. I feel tears start to form in my eyes. I hated to see him like this. "Michael do you want to go to sleep?" I ask him but he doesn't do anything. I shift my gaze to the floor. I decide to make my way to my bedroom and get my blanket. When I get there I see that Timmy was sleeping on my bed. I take my blanket without disturbing his sleep and walk back to Michael. When I get back, he was still there. I was upset that he was like that, like he was… dead. I walk over to him and sit next to him. I look at him for a while, just staring at the pale face of his mask. I take a deep breath in and lay down on the couch next to him and rest my head on his lap. I look at the wall in front of us and just stare at it too. I feel some tears escape my eyes as I lay there. I felt sorry for him and maybe I triggered some unpleasant memory when I stabbed him. I felt guilty. I was staring at the wall for what felt like hours before I started to get really sleepy. I lift the blanket higher to cover my shoulders and get some extra warmth from it. I close my eyes when they suddenly felt too heavy to keep open any more and take a deep breath in. "Good night Michael." I whisper to him and get more comfortable on the couch. It wasn't long before I felt myself fall asleep while using his lap as a pillow. I hope that the next day he would be more like himself again.
Michael's Point Of View.
The voices were screaming in my head to kill everyone around Jessica and take her to our home. I was jealous even if I tried to deny it myself. I was angry because I realized that she lived her life without me for fifteen years without even remembering who I even was and that was her parents fault. I feel like I was nothing to her. She had new friends, a new best friend and I was left to rot in the hospital with that selfish doctor. I snapped when she talked with her new friends. I don't know why she got new friends when she only needs me but I was going to change that. She was mine. But I know that I scared her when I attacked her. I wanted her to know that she wasn't going anywhere but then she stabbed me with my own knife. I was a little surprised by that but I was more proud of her than anything. She could take care of herself even if I wasn't there with her at that moment and I was relieved to know that she could kill. I thought she would call Dr. Loomis to get me when I was laying on the ground but I was pleasantly surprised that she stayed by my side even if I attacked her. That proved that she needed me and wasn't going to betray my trust so easily. I had some control over her and I liked the feeling. She was loyal to me. But the voices weren't happy when I attacked her and now they were just screaming at me and I tried to make them silent just by sitting still on the couch like I did at the hospital but I wasn't so lucky this time. The darkness surrounded the living room, leaving me to sit in the dark. I wasn't aware of my surroundings when I snapped out of my trance. I look around the dark room but stop when I feel some weight on my lap. I slowly turn to look down and see that Jessica was sleeping on me. I tilt my head to look at her but she seemed to be so peaceful. I put my other hand on her head and pet her hair. She was really beautiful when she was sleeping. There was no care in her world right now. She was comfortable to sleep with me.
I look at her, the once screaming voices were now only whispers. I need to go to kill tonight to silence them for a while but I need to mover her before going. I slowly move her head from my lap and get up from under her. She was now just laying on the couch but she couldn't be that comfortable on it. I snake my hands under her sleeping form and lift her in my arms. Before I go I should take her back on her own bed so she could sleep more comfortably. I was careful not to wake her when I made my way to the bedroom. Thankfully I was a master at sneaking around so it wasn't hard to be silent around her house. I stepped inside the dark room to see that Timmy was also sleeping on her bed. At least she didn't have to be all alone tonight. If I was only going to return after morning. I was a little annoyed that I had to go that far but a kill is a kill no matter how far they are. I lay her down onto the bed and lift the blanket back on her. When she seems to be comfortable, I lean over to her and let the mask's lips touch her forehead. I get back up and start making my way out from the house. I don't know if I could come here during the day because if her parents arrive here, I got to be sneaky around the house. I didn't like them at all and I really want to live just with Jessica alone but as long as they were alive they would never leave her alone. Maybe I made a mistake when I killed her sister so early. Or I could just kill the parents too if they got in my way like she did.
I walk downstairs but I get alarmed. I hide in the shadows and wait. I was almost next to the back door when I hear footsteps on the patio. I look at the glass door to see that someone was standing behind the door, looking into the house. I first thought that it could be Dr. Loomis, creeping around Jessica's house but the figure was a little taller and slimmer that the old man. I was glad that Jessica wiped the blood away from the door handle because the figure would have seen it now. I look at the figure closely from the shadows and try to see any details on it but then I see who he was. It was the man next door who harassed Jessica on Halloween. And now he was looking in her no MY house. I felt the rage boil in me. He was trying to look at something that was already mine and I don't like it at all. His hand reaches for the door but thankfully it was locked now because I was still in the house. He tries to open the door a couple of times but then gives up when it doesn't open up for him. I look after him as he walks away from the back door and towards his own yard. I was going to murder him when the time was right. I was going to do that for Jessica. Nobody makes her feel uncomfortable and scared under my watch. I wait for a moment and when he disappeared back into his house so I would get out of the house without being seen. I lock the door behind me just in case that man comes back. I can wait by the back door for her to open the door if I don't find a way inside the house before that. I started to walk to the dark forest to find my next victim. Darkness was covering me nicely and I was happy to be alone for a while. I was never a social butterfly and other kids would just avoid me. But Jessica wanted to be my friend which warmed up my usually ice-cold heart. I thought that I would be all alone but she changed my life. I never would have thought that little girl with blue eyes and black hair would make me go crazy foe her. I would kill anyone she would tell me to kill and make their final moments as painful as I could just for her. I stop when I heard laughter from the woods and turn to look at the noise. I could see two teen girls walking through the woods with flash lights in their had and the other had a bag with her that had something moving inside of it. The other one was blonde, who was leading the way and the other was brunette, who was holding the bag. They pass me but don't see me even when I stand between two trees. Some people are just stupid. I start to follow after them, listening carefully to their every word. I found out they were talking about getting rid of some problem. They stop by a small creek in the forest. I used to go to the creek with Jessica when we were young. The water was always cold but we still used to dip our feet in the chilling water while we sat by it and talked for hours. It was always something about other kids and our parents. But I always liked to hear her speak. The blond looked at the cold water while the other girl dropped the bag next to her I could see the bag was frantically moving on the ground. I was getting curious. I wanted to know what was inside of it. "Let's leave it to the water." The blonde said but the brunette was looking at the dark forest. Her eyes passed me without spotting me when I was slightly behind one tree. "I think there is someone out there." she says quietly to her friend who turns round. The blonde laughed a little and walked over to her friend. "It's the boogeyman! He is coming here to kill us!" She says with sarcasm dripping from her voice. I was going to be so happy to kill them if they're like that. The brunette was still looking at the woods and I started to walk towards the pair from their bind corner. Even if the other starts to run away, I would easily get her and wait for her to make a mistake. The brunette was walking towards the spot where I was a moment ago while the blonde stayed at the creek, dipping her fingers into the water. I walk behind the blonde and wrap my hand around her neck. She gasps at the contact but then I lift my knife to he throat and let the blade slice through her flesh. She gasps for air as she falls down, holding her throat. The blond looks at me and with a scream she fell down on to the floor. She was crying and screaming when I started to walk towards her. She begged me to wait or stop but I just walked. She tried to get up but the fear made her freeze to the ground. I walk over to her and lift my shoe to her chest and push her to lay down again. She couldn't move under my foot because of my weight on her chest she looks at me, horrified when I start to press more firmly on her chest. She was soon gasping for air while she was turning blue. I pick her up by her neck and walk over to the creek. She was digging her nails into my skin while I was walking towards the cold water as she tries to fight against me. I push her head under the cold water as she still tries to wiggle out of my grasp. After a while she goes limp and I leave her half way into the water. My pale skin was once again clean from blood because of the cold water that washed it away and the voices were silent again, leaving me in silence. It was relieving but the moment was ruined when the bag on the ground moved again. I turned to look at the bag and I tilt my head side to side. I take the bag as I sit down next to the two bodies. I open the knot which kept the bag shut and look inside. I was a little taken back when two big brown eyes were looking back at me. I put the bag on the forest floor again and a fat yellow cat walked out of the bag. It stopped when it got out and turned to look at me. It sat down in front of me and tilted its head to the side. I tilt my head to the same side and look at it for a while. We sit there for a while but then I get up and start walking to my next destination. I could get a couple more kills. When I start to walk away, I hear a meow behind me and some light footsteps. I turn my head to look behind me and see that the cat was following me. It was limping as it runs towards me. I stop to look at the cat and it stops right next to me and looks at me again. It was just staring at me and I start to walk away again but it starts to follow me. Why did those girls try to kill this cat? It was limping towards me again but it couldn't keep up with my pace and started to meow frantically when I was too far. I stop for a moment to see if it would stop again. When I finally caught up with me, it once again sat right next to me. I squat down next to it. I pet its head and it starts to putt just like Timmy. Its fur was dirty and a little greasy unlike Timmy. His fur was soft and I liked the feeling of it but maybe this ones fur could be like that if it was washed. I pick up the cat in my arms and start to walk back towards the house. It would follow me there anyway so I might just take it there already. I don't know what Jessica was going to say bit I didn't care Timmy would get a friend. I arrived back at the house and see that all the lights were still turned off. How long was I gone? I put the cat down on the patio and take my knife. I was going to get inside, one way or another. I put the knifes blade in the door gap and slide it towards the lock. I twist it a little to push the lock open and I was satisfied when I hear a click from the door. I open the door and pick the cat up in my arms again. I get in with it and lock the door behind me again quietly so Jessica wouldn't wake up. I walk to the kitchen and put the cat on the counter. I look through the cabinets to look for Timmy's food. When I find it I put it in one bowl and turn around to look at the cat. I shake the bowl and put it in front of it. It starts to eat the food fast as I pet its head. It seems to be hungry but then I hear light footsteps approach us. Timmy appears into the kitchen but stops when he sees the other cat. He looks at it for a while but then he jumps on the counter too. He slowly walks over to the other cat and smells it. He looks at the other cat for a while but then he jumps off. He goes to the living room window and looks outside. The other cat stops eating and licks its lips. I pet its head again and decide that Jessica could take care of it in the morning because I don't know how to take care of it. I start to head towards the stairs when I decide to stay here for the rest of the night. I wasn't going to take a shower tonight because I didn't get much blood on me. I walk to the bedroom and see that Jessica was still sleeping. She was curled up on the bed while she was hugging another pillow. I walk over to her and sit on the other side of the bed, still looking at her peaceful sleeping face. The voices were still silent in my head but my blood was still rushing through my veins. I felt something different in my in my lower body. It was a tingly and hot feeling but I just ignored it. I didn't know what it was but I didn't care about it. I felt it sometimes at the hospital too when I got older but I always ignored the feeling and I always focused on something else till it went away. I lay down next to her and bring her close to me. I wrap my arms around her and put my head on hers. Her breathing was steady which was calming me. Suddenly she moves in her sleep and wraps her other hand over me. Her touch was warm and inviting like she was pleasantly burning my skin. I loved her touch and I loved that she was alive. I feel myself relax on the bed next to her. I feel like I finally belonged somewhere other than my own house or that hospital. She made me feel welcome here. I hear her mumble something in her sleep as her hold tightened on me. I turn to look at her to see if something was wrong with her. Was she having a nightmare? "Michael." I hear her whisper my name and I feel a slight smile form on my lips. It didn't seem to be a nightmare but she was talking to me in her dreams too. I felt powerful because I was so important to her. My obsession was getting stronger and I felt the need to protect her from everything and everyone. Even if it meant taking her away from here. I take the mask off my face and put it on the bedside table. I wasn't going to see my face here. So I could sleep peacefully if I didn't think about it. I could see that Timmy and the other cat came to the room. The other cat was looking around until its eyes land on me and Jessica. It runs over to us and jumps on the bed. It meows as it walks over to Jessica and pushes itself against her back. The cat laid next to her head and started to sleep there. She seemed to like Jessica already so I was happy. There is no way she wouldn't want to keep her. Timmy jumps onto the bed too and walks over to the other cat. He lays down next to the other cat and puts his head on the other cats back. I gave a little pet on their heads as they lay there and lean over to press my lips on Jessica's forehead. I liked the feeling of her skin against my lips but I wasn't going to show that to he so she wouldn't get a chance to boss me around. After all, she was mine.