Friday, July 17, 2015

Chapter 9: A Thin Line Between Love and Hate

After killing Kevin and Vanessa, i drove back home. Riding in my car, I just had this adrenaline rush. The smell of blood excited me. I knew in my mind it was wrong, but when you've been tormented for so long, you become a complete psycho. I had to think about this check list in my head. Kevin and Vanessa were easy so i checked them off of my mental checklist. My next concern was who in the fuck could be on this team of people. I became so interested i had to rush home. Something told me not to go straight home, but i needed to get some things before i headed out. I came home, and started to research everyone at the company. As i started to unravel the pieces, there was this knock at my door. As i looked through the peep hole, i saw these people in SWAT outfits. My heart sunk. You would have thought you would have seen a ghost it was that bad. In my head all I could think about was damn. I was caught big time for killing these people. So they slammed the door down, and grabbed me and took off the in SWAT vehicle. My heart was racing as they put threw me in the trunk. I tried to fight them tooth and nail, but once they managed to put that rag over my face, I was knocked unconscious. It was about eight hours before I came too. When i opened my eyes, i was tapped and wired into a chair. I did not have any food, clothes, nor water. There was this electrical shocker placed under my chair. When they saw i came too. you can hear all of these words. They started hitting. kicking, biting, scratching, and tormenting me like i was this enraged animal. These people then said, You killed two of our own. You think you are the shit now don't you. You are lucky to even be alive right now since our orders were to keep you alive. I can see you now, squirming, bleeding like a wounded animal. helpless, and cannot go anywhere. You are such a coward. You could not even take a fucking hint and let shit go. Welcome to hell. We got a message for you. It was from him. It said, There's A Thin Line Between Love and Hate. I will see you soon -HWMNBN. All I wanted to know was who was the mastermind behind all of this. I tried to think of all of my options of escaping this place. It looked like one of those places you see in the horror movies. The mental hospitals only with the updated tools needed to torture someone. When i was even close to putting the pieces together to figure out who the hell these people were, I was drugged once again. I was out for another ten hours. When i woke up, i started to feel really ill. It was super dark, and i could not see a damn thing in that room. I was lying on the floor butt naked with handcuffs on my legs and my hands. All I could do is roll over in frustration and disbelief. My ass was trapped in this place. If i dont make it out alive, I know im going in this shit to give it my all , and take motherfuckers down with me. The door opened, and someone walked in. The lights cut on. I saw this person with this black hoodie on, with this familiar red ponytail i remembered seeing some months ago. She was 5'5, red ponytail with black tips at the bottom of the ponytail. All she could do was have this dark, malicious life. You remember me sweetie? You remember all of the things we could have done together? She punched the shit out of me. All you see is blood pouring all over the floor like it was a fountain. I gave you the world, and we could have been the perfect couple, but you left me. You left me in the dark. You called me fucking crazy, you called me a lunatic, but guess who is calling the fucking shots now baby? It's me. Think about it. All i could think about was the smell of that perfume. Oh shit! He hired my ex fiancee Rachel to put a hit out on me. As she pulled the mask off, she smiled. That's right! It's me. I came to get my sweet revenge. I left Rachel along time ago because i knew all she wanted from me was my last name, my credit cards, sex,  houses, and money. She never loved me. That's why left her where she was. Darling, you left me when i was carrying your baby. But that's alright i got a new man now and he sent me to destroy you!!!!!!!!!!!!!!  But as she kept talking, i started to figure some things out.  I got it!!! The One who must not be named hired the people that loved me to kill me because i hated them. A Thin Line Between Love and Hate. Those messages meant something. Kevin and Vanessa hated me because they wanted the title i had with the city i lived in, Rachel wanted me for her own personal use, Shit, Brittney's cousin Samantha wanted me to have sex, and tried to convince me to be with her but I was not for it. I found out that Samantha used to be Sam which she kept that a secret for awhile now. It all boils down to this. Rachel knew about my lifestyle along time ago because she would always look suspicious at work but never mentioned it to me. Which means that since Samantha didn't get her way, he hired her and she killed my mother. I got it now. Kevin, Brittney, Rachel, Samantha, and my Ex were really close to the point where they were all considered family. They were always hanging out at the office, going on trips, and visiting each others families. But there was always that one extra guy they would never bring up. He works at the office. It all ties back to something dealing with their friendships. As she got finished talking, Rachel fell asleep. As she was sleeping i managed get loose slowly, and find the butcher knife I snuck up behind her, and slit her throat clean open. As i ran to the door, i saw these numbers on the wall:  


968  23872933, 63 6694 6878 5455 968  which initially was a phrase.......


As i was trying to put the pieces together, i noticed a shadow behind me, Before i could say anything, I got hit upside the head with a vase. I woke up in another chair, and there he was sitting in front of me with this mask and hoodie on. Poor little tink tink, you actually thought it would be easy to find me. Now i have found you. Let's see how much you know. But if you find out, We must take this one to the grave!

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