The Final Chapter:

November 9, 1988

The bus stop was overwhelmed with life and activity. At this hour there was a mad rush, as idiotic college students foolishly danced around it and drank bottles of cheap beer, while mothers smiled and played with their babies, in a desperate attempt to keep them quiet. Some people stood around, tapping their feet against the floor impatiently and glancing at their watches at every other second. Other people wandered around, worried and panicking that they may have already missed the bus. But there were some who stood patiently, they gave eachother friendly smiles and chatted to random strangers. Sara stood plagued by worries, holding tightly onto Caroline with one hand and a suitcase filled with their clothes, with the other. Standing there, she felt dizzy and tired, she hadn't slept for two days. The night she left Eddie, she'd slept over at a friends house with Caroline, but she couldn't sleep. Whenever she closed her eyes, she'd see Sam, begging for his mother. Her stomach was growling for food, she had hardly ate as she couldn't find the strength to. One nibble of food, would cause her to vomit, she'd imagine the bodies of the boys, after being raped and murdered then lose her appetite. She couldn't allow more to die, that's why she'd made the decision to inform the police of her lies. The thought of more children, being humiliated and brutally murdered, scared her. She needed to be free of any guilt, and wanted a clean conscience.

"Where are we going, mom" asked Caroline with a sweet smile, even though Sara had not decided where their new lives awaited them, as she had only decided that where they were going, was as far away, as possible.

"I don't know, baby" answered Sara with a voice filled with sorrow and sadness, before she added with a forced smile "where going, to a new life".

...

Tiffany jolted up, panting heavily with eyes filled with terror. The sheets were drenched with sweat, she felt dazed as she touched her face, to be assured it was only a dream. She had broken out in a cold sweat and was now shaking with fear. The moon's light streamed in the window, giving the room an ominous feel as she glanced at the clock, and realised it was early hours in the morning. She shook her head in disbelief, the nightmare had been terrifying, but now seemed distant and vague. It wasn't her usual recurring dream, it was different, unusual and worrying. She could still hear the faint sounds of police sirens, she could still feel the warm blood on her hands, and she could still see the body, being riddled with bullets. Staggering across the room, she peeked out of the window and found everything seemed normal, then she remembered "Chucky". Wrapping her dressing gown around her, she hurried down the stairs and into the livingroom then grabbed her purse. Heart hammering, she reached into her purse and fumbled around until she located her cell and managed to dial his number.

"Hello?"

"Chucky, baby, are you okay" she blurted into the pause that followed, but then his recorded voice cut in and she realized, she'd gotten his voice mail.

"I bet you, thought that was me? I'm afraid I'm not able to take your call right now..."

Frustrated, she punched the End button. Charles thought it was funny to bait people into believing they had him on the phone. She usually laughed when he caught her on it. But she wasn't laughing today. She wanted to know, where he was and whether he was safe. She was tearful and angry, as she frantically ran around the house, searching desperately for Eddie's number. Back in her bedroom, she rooted through the draws on Charles' side of the bed, then staggered back with shock at what she found. A huge glowing smile formed across her face, as she joyfully reached back into the draw, then pulled out the beautiful diamond ring. Her eyes welled up with tears, as she quickly slid the ring onto her finger, it was a perfect fit. She was ecstatic as she sat on the edge of the bed, then watched the stunning diamond sparkle. All them days of nagging him was worth it, she thought, he'd finally listened, he'd finally decided to settle down. She believed, he was finally going to propose that they get married, then live happily ever after. Letting out a blissful cheer, she stood up then happily danced her way out of the room and down the stairs.

When she delightfully skipped into the livingroom, she retrieved her phone and leaped onto the couch. As she held the phone to her ear with one hand, once again trying to phone Charles, she used her other to grab the television remote and flick through the channels, until finding herself staring at the news. "Hello Hackensack, New Jersey" Jenny Craig smiled, before she announced calmly "At around 3 am this morning, Charles Lee Ray, a man suspected to be The Lakeshore Strangler, was shot to death by the Chicago City police force".

Tiffany slumbed into her chair, her chin wobbled and she perpetually cleared her throat, as her mobile slipped from her grip and fell onto the floor. Tears began to cascade down her cheeks, as she trembled and shook uncontrollably. Her heart sank inside her and her stomach twisted and turned in knots as a picture of her murdered lover, came on the screen. "The man, you are looking at, is thought to have murdered over twenty-five innocent people, in what is thought to have been a crime spree which lasted decades". Clutching her stomach, precious memories flashed before her eyes, as she stood up and stumbled towards the television. "He can't be dead" she cried, as her trembling hands gripped the side of the television and she shoved it off the stand, causing it to crash onto the floor and the screen to crack. Collapsing onto the floor, sobbing into the palms of her hands, she couldn't believe she'd lost him, the only man, she'd truly loved. He was her friend, her lover and her protector, how would she survive without him. What horrified her most, was the thought of him dying alone. She wondered if he'd thought about her, in his final moments, if he cried out for her as the bullets shot threw him. She couldn't listen to the news anymore, but it still played through the smashed screen and she still heard the horrifying report.

Tiffany paused and stood motionless, her eyes widened with shock but a feeling of euphoria and relief overwhelmed her."Police have also linked two previous murders, to the murderers crime spree...". As it played, she thought about what he'd said before he left.

"...I'll be back, in a few days maybe"

"That's too long" sighed Tiffany as Charles began stuffing clothes into a suitcase

"I know, but I've got to sought something out, you know, before I leave New Jersey. You know what am Iike, I like to leave the police a body before I go...to keep 'em on their toes"

"...Marilyn Valentine was found strangled, early hours this morning, police say she had been dead for several hours. The other murder, is that of shop owner, Abhay Kapur who had been viciously stabbed to death". Gazing at the twinkling diamond, tears rolled down her cheeks as she smiled and laughed gleefully. She'd lost her beloved Charles, but he'd set her free from the people who traumatized her. Gently pecking the diamond, she murmered as a tear rolled down her cheek "I love you, Chucky".

The End...

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