Chapter 7: He Just Won't Stop!

After this unsuccessful journey of trying to pull the pieces of the puzzle together, I went back to square one once again. I cut on the news, and what i saw gave me some relief because i managed to get more time to put the pieces together. Since the police was not getting anywhere with the search for evidence, they had decided to put the investigation on hold to deal with bigger matters. I knew this would not last forever, so I am determined to make sure i get this matter handled before the police go back on the hunt again. I just want this man to leave me the hell alone! My next target plan was to find ways of getting to see him face to face. In order for me to get that chance was to ramble through some of my ex's belongings i boxed in the basement. So i went downstairs to the basement, and i found the box of his stuff he had left at my house the night before the murder. He always kept everything locked up so that people wouldn't be able to get into his personal business since he was in fact such a private person. As i was digging, i found his journal that he used to keep with him everywhere. I remember it like it was yesterday. He would never allow anyone to touch his journal. I had some of his secrets, memories, and highlights of his life in there. So i managed to unlock it , and scroll through the pages. I read most of the pages. It had discussed about us. He had a hard time making me realize that it is hard for him to feel free because he was trapped in this box, and that he could not get out. As i kept reading, I noticed something that was very strange. The page was very important to me:


09-22-02

I need to tell him that no matter how much we dont talk, no matter how bad our relationship was, or no matter how bad he was mistreated i will always love him no matter what. I want my baby to understand .......

Some of the pieces of the message were missing. As i kept trying to read more, and figure out what the hell was missing, I saw in red ink falling up and down the pages,

MURDERER, MURDER, MURDERER, MURDERER, FUCK YOU!!!! YOU WILL DIE MOTHERFUCKER!!!

At that moment, I just felt like i could not win for losing all of the time. He snuck into my house, and bombarded my basement just to get to some of his things. Who has so much time on their hands to be so spiteful, evil, and malicious. As i was walking up the basement, the door slammed. I was locked in a few minutes, but i managed to bust out. As i ran to the living room getting ready to run out ,my phone buzzed. I got another text message from this creep. It said, " Wrong Move! Checkmate. Cut on the television screen." As i cut on the television screen, I saw that the new headline and the big scandal  was as follows: " Local role model caught in a gay sex scandal." He had leaked a video of me from my past life giving filatio to a group of frat people at a party. It was a dark spot in my life. I knew right then that my life was ruined. There was no turning back at this point. I now must find, and kill this bastard for ruining my life. I never thought this day would come. I tried to explain myself to everyone, but no one wanted to hear why I did. and the excuses behind why I did what I did. The world sees me as this big time FAGGOT as they wrote it all over my face! I just cannot believe this shit. One of my biggest secrets became my public nightmare for the rest of my life.