Ch. 14
Tori's POV
I can't believe what just happened one minute Beck is going outside; and the next thing I see is his chest covered in blood. Who stabbed Beck Oliver?
ONE DAY EARLIER
Andre's POV
I have to figure out how to get out of here. Being in custody is annoying they treat me as a dog or some lion in the zoo. Men were not meant to be in captivity-or behind bars. These things are for animals; is that what I am to these crazy bastards-an animal? They think just because I committed a crime that I deserve to be behind bars. Whatever, I did nothing wrong. And to prove to them that I am worth something I am going to break out of here. Beck Oliver I am coming for you, you are the reason I am behind these steel bars. These cold isolating bars that seal my fate in this box they call custody, they call jail. Why should committing a crime automatically end my freedom? Whatever I don't care; luckily I have an escape plan.
For a while I have been constructing a knife from the scrap metals I have found in this stingy cell. It's mediocre; but will serve its purpose well. I use the knife I've constructed to break free from my chains. I slowly turn my back on the prison guards and begin my task. I dig at the lock and use the knife as a key. I hear the chains break and my lips curl in pleasure that my plans are in my favor. I will soon win my freedom back; and that boils my blood with an exciting rush of energy. The guard has turned his back on me, WHAT A FOOL. I choke him to death; I can't believe I just killed a man. I find myself using his keys to unlock the doors and I trade clothes with this pathetic life form. I keep this knife as a reminder that men aren't animals and that being behind bars messes with one's mental state.
I know where you live Beck Oliver. I know it was you; I know you are the bastard who sealed my fate to this lonely prison cell. Soon your trailer park will feel my wrath; with the flick of a wrist I will end you. And I will end Tori; I am sure you protected her. I only hope that she is not nearby to watch you fall. Revenge is a bitch, but since you stole my bitch from me. I shall use your death to become a powerful avenger. I must avenge the freedom you took from me, when you through me into this pathetic prison.
I have somehow managed to walk out of the prison unnoticed and I walk aimlessly for hours. It is dark outside; I am guessing that it is air feels wonderful and revenge is in my bone marrow-forming the murder in my head. I picture Beck Oliver lifeless and smile over his corpse. Oh how I can't wait to see his eyes close on this world; so cold and perfectly sleeping forever. That's when I see HIM-my eyes glaze over as my plan begins to unfold.
I see Beck leaving his house and he is getting ready to ride his moped. I quickly remember the gun that the guard was carrying; I possess it now. I get the gun out and point it not at Beck-but at the tires of his moped. BANG BANG. I hit it perfectly; I recall hunting with my father and killing that Bull Moose. This feels the same; as easy as killing an animal. Beck Oliver is my new prey. I quickly get my knife out and stab Beck Oliver three times in the chest and leave the scene before anyone notices me. As I leave I lick the blood off the knife; his blood tastes of revenge and a job well done.