Chapter 10: Taking This One to the Grave.

So as I was stuck in this chair, and i just could not believe that I was face to face with him. I could not talk because my mouth was duck taped shut, and i could not move. All he wanted to do was talk through that voice machine so that his identity could not be revealed. You would think i left several clues for you to figure out who I am , and why did i know so much. Well let's put the truth on the table since you want the truth. It all started the night before the murder. I had a long night in the office, and I had to get some paperwork done. So as I was working, I managed to see two people working that night. It was your beloved ex, and my wife. They were talking in the office They did not know that i was still there because i was working with my lights off in my office. As i saw them leave, it was the perfect opportunity for me to leave. I knew the whole time about your little affair because what you did not know was i used to see you two having sex after hours in the office thinking that no one would ever catch you two sneaking away. Rachel would come home to me crying about how you played her for some man, but she was not sure.So i hired this private invesigator. Yes, you may know him. I told Kevin to watch every single move you make from the night before up until now. I paid the people at party city to make sure you went to the register so that we could have the receipts that could be dropped off to the police department. Later that night, I had to run back into the house because i had forgotten something in the room i was in that night. But as i saw the light on in the room, i just knew something suspicious was going. As i saw them laying on top of each other, I managed to sneak in the room. I got all types of snapshots of everything that went on. As i saw you come upstairs, I knew something was about to happen. I had in my plans all along to take his life but you had beat me to the punch, and i instantly became pissed. Once you panicked, and drug the bodies down the stairs,  i immediately ran into the restroom, grabbed the pistol, and ran back to the room. I snuck out of the window. and decided to take a plane ticket, which you saw in the box to Houston where i had to go see our family back at home.  I hired a hit man to send a text message to your phone letting you know that i knew everything you knew about that night. It was all in the plan. I set the plan to torture you because i knew you would never tell the truth about everything. I wanted to teach you a lesson. I wanted to see how loyal you were going to be. And You want to know something, you passed the test. The only problem is you killed me remember. So i sat there trying to think about what the hell he could be talking about. As he jumped in front of me, he slowly took the hoodie off, and placed it on my lap. It was really creepy. I just knew i was about to die that night. I had said a prayer and everything in my head. But as he took off every single piece, I just knew it would someone i would not be upset about because i know i harmed and hurt a lot of people during my time. The mask came off, and i just passed out. When i opened my eyes, I saw his face. He was tall, just as handsome as before. It was my ex!!!!! This cannot be right because i could have sworn i killed him. Did you miss me baby? Of course you did. I have a little secret too.  He was a fucking twin. He just continued talking. Let me let you in on the secret. The person you killed that night was my whorish ass brother. He was sleeping with my wife. He took everything i wanted. So i set him up with my wife for you to catch them in the act thinking it was me the whole time. I had to see if you would do me this one last favor to prove your love for me. You passed baby you passed.All of this time, the person that I once loved, was the person who destroyed my life. All i could think about was i killed an innocent woman, and an innocent man. I am about to spend the rest of my life in a cell with a crazy man that i once loved. I told him to come closer to me. I did manage to get my hands loose. Once i got loose, i grabbed the gun, and i shot him in the head. Then, I shot myself in the head. I had to put an end to this nightmare. Now we all can rest in peace . This little thing called love can make people do the craziest of things.

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!

Chapter 8:" All is Fair When the Game's A War"

I'm still upset, and in utter disbelief that he leaked that kind of information out there about me. All I can see flash in front of my eyes is that my hard work, my character, my reputation, and my name has been tarnished in this society. I am basically nonexistent to the big time entrepreneurs in the world. On the other hand, thank god that the relationship did not leak out to the public. The paparazzi has been at my house all night just slandering my house, and caused this big uproar. But I was not going to let this stop me. I must get a hold of this bastard, and now I want him dead. He is pretty much dead to me. So i had to sit down, and think about who possibly could've had that kind of information for it to get leaked to the public like that. So i had to recap the night. I remember we were at a private fraternity party.  I decided to do favors at that party because i needed to pay for my tuition for school, and at that time it was hard for me to get a job because i was trying to get myself established in this city. I had a lot at risk that night, but in order for me to get the job done, i definitely remembered taking twelve shots of vodka with no chaser. I did not want to remember that night whatsoever. The crazy thing was that night, they mentioned that this would not be recorded because everyone had girlfriends, and that we all had big time names on campus. If that would have gotten out, we would have gotten kicked out of school, and embarrassed by the university because the University president's son was with us that night. I also remember my ex was there that night because he was pledging that semester. This was before we even knew about each other. All together there were a total of twelve people. Six people were in the orgy which left six other people. Two were guarding the door from the outside, and the other two were guarding the door from the inside. So we all had sex, and we got paid five thousand dollars that night. But wait, I did see someone slide out of the room that night, and had something in their hands. They had on the same black hoodie ,but the mask was slightly different from the masks of the people who are coming after me. I remember going to my ex's friends house, and saw that same hoodie, but never thought anything else about it. Wait a second!! That person was Kevin. Kevin was the fraternity's president. Kevin currently works in the same office with me. He never liked me because his wife at the time was always trying to sleep with me, and had a major crush on me. I am going to go find this nigga! So i managed to sneak away, and find out where Kevin stayed. What i was interesting was the fact that his house was not too far from my ex's house. I managed to scope the place out before i got of the vehicle. His vehicle was not there so i knew he was still out on the town. By the time i forced myself into this house without setting the alarm off, he should be entering the house. So I packed my little black bag. It contained a rope, a butcher knife, dutch tape, and a pistol. I put on my mask and gloves. I got of the car, and locked the door. I managed to sneak through the back up the window, and landed in his bedroom. I put two chairs counter clockwise of each other because i wanted him to see what i was about to do. Once i heard the alarm being set off, I got in the position. As he opened the door, I hit him and his wife, and tied them up the chairs. I felt this rush in my body. I had so much anger built up inside me. You have one motherfucking hour to tell me why the fuck you leaked this video of me. He screamed as if  he didn't know what i was talking about. So i grabbed the butcher knife, and gut his wife's face open. If you dont tell me why the fuck you did this shit, then I am going to gut your fucking wife open like a fish, and feed it to you for supper! He cried and yelled ok. I wanted him to get to talking because at this point i did not have shit to lose when it comes to giving a fuck about life. Ok, if i didn't set you up, he threatened to kill and destroy my family. I had a lot to lose so one night i got this phone call to go meet with He Who must not be named. He told me i owed him a favor after he got me off for killing my ex wife. So he asked me to help set you up. He paid me Five hundred thousand dollars for me to wear this hoodie and mask, and pretend like i was him to throw you off. I was instructed to first set you  up with another murder at the graveyard site. I was instructed to give the bartender these pills at the drunken monkey to put in your drinks because he knew you would go there for happy hour once you figured out what was going on. Next, I was instructed to search your house and find all types of evidence for something special he said he had in store for you whatever that's supposed to mean. Then, the final act was to take the recording of that night and submit it anonymously to the news and TMZ so that they had a story to destroy you since you loved your career so much. And i promise you i was over being mad at you, but he forced me to do it. I had no choice I wanted to live. So as he explained everything to me, a lightbulb hit me. The man has a team that he is using to bring me down. He found an army that consisted of a soldier, a consultant, a general, and the list goes on. Kevin and Vanessa were the soldiers. I know what i needed to do. So i gutted both of them open. Blood was gushing every and i could feel the suspense in my body. I loved every second of it. It made me feel superior again just hearing them scream as they die in pain. After i killed them, i took their blood and wrote a message on the wall, "CHECKMATE! Welcome to my World Now." -Unpredictable Apprentice. This game is about to go in my favor now. this nightmare will end one way or another.

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.

Chapter 6: Mission Impossible

The fact that there's another man in the picture bothers me. After all of the times I've been to his house, there was another man living in his house. I feel so betrayed to the point where I am not remorseful for what I did to him. That was the least of my problems though. The point is that this man is still out there to get me for what happened that night. I must at least try to stay one step ahead of him and the police so that everything will not track back down to me once they further their investigation. I decided to do an investigation to try to figure out exactly who the hell this guy is, and if i could get clues that can help me get one step closer to figuring out how to end this nightmare, and not let the secret get out to the media. In order for me to figure out who he is, I must first figure out who my ex boyfriend hung around on a daily basis other than myself that was a male. I decided to backtrack. I needed to go to the office where we worked, and try to find out who all came to visit him on the job on a daily basis. What other place to go to was the file room which was located on the Eighteenth floor of our facility. So i got in the car, and drove to the job. I had to clock in so that nothing would look suspicious as i went upstairs to see if i could find those documents. When i got there, I noticed that the door was already open, and i decided to go ahead and rush in there, and get out before anyone caught me being in this forbidden area. So the time/visitation logs were the documents i needed with names that could possibly be tied back to his circle that i may have missed. As i searched through the files under his name. I managed to get the files i needed, but i noticed that some of the pieces were missing from the documents.I was instantly pissed off because I am tired. I need to know who is trying to ruin my life so bad. No One should be able to get in the area but staff. Apparently someone managed to sneak and get the files before i could get to them. So i clocked out, and drove back home. I had to think of another master plan so that i could get one step closer to his lair because there has to be something going on for him to be able to hide all of this shit so well. I tried to log into the database system to try to log into my ex's email accounts to figure out if he had been emailing anyone that's seemed suspicious. I successfully logged in, but once i got to the files i needed, my computer crashed. My phone buzzed, and i got a text message. " Stop Digging or Else!"  -HWMNBN. Damn it! He just will not let me breathe. He always is one step ahead of me. I just don't know what else to do,  but to rattle my brain around how I can manage to get a couple steps ahead of him. I honestly think that this game will eventually become a war. He may win this battle, but best to believe, I will kill this bastard in this war!!!!!

Chapter 5: One Who Must Not Be Named

I still have this horrible image of my mother's body in my head. My mind is gone, I cannot sleep, I am going completely psycho, and my life is ruined. I am about to snap. I want to know who is harassing me so much. The police are still on this search and I really need to figure out this plan before they start trying to put everything together. Hell at this point, i might as well just turn myself in. I packed my bags and got into the car to get ready to face the police. I was nervous, scared, and afraid of what may happen next. This game is getting totally out of hand. I thought i would confess to everything, and let them know someone is out to get me. So when i pulled up, I got a message, "If you Snitch, Someone else will die. Think wisely!" I am so sick of this person trapping me in this hell. I really feel like i do not deserve this much hell in my life. I want to live a normal life. Damn!!! I've been fighting this idiot for over a month, and i still haven't put the pieces together. So i drove back home to try to get my thoughts together. I need to focus on the night of when i murdered them. Everytime i tried to think, i would get this massive headache as if i have been hit with a hammer.I kept feeling sick, lazy, and couldn't get myself together. On top of everything, every time i would pass by this router in my house, i would feel this magnetic shock in my leg. So i decided to take a shower to ease my nerves. As i was getting ready to get into the shower, I noticed that there was a tiny hump in my leg that i didn't like which looked like a mosquito bite. So i decided to pick with it. It bust open and i saw this magnetic chip fall out of my leg. The only reason why this person was ahead of me and what caused my headaches were the fact that there was a tracking device chip installed in my leg.So once i took a shower, and got a chance to sit down. I started thinking about the night once more. All i could remember about the night that i left out was, i came into the house. I placed the bag on the counter top, went into the kitchen to place the food down, and eased my way near the stairs. Once i made it up the stairs i remembered seeing this other room that was slightly cracked that night because i remember that he would never let anyone near that room because he said his best friend had passed away in that room, and there were spirits living there. So he always kept that room locked. So after i shot them, i panicked. I ran to the restroom, got the towels, and scurried back to the room to clean up everything. Once i managed to get those bodies out of the door, and make it back upstairs, that door was shut the second time i came back upstairs. I never thought about that until now. Once i managed to clean up the place and make it spotless, I left the house unnoticed so i thought. I need to go back over there and get in that room. So i rushed back to the house, and ran up the stairs into the second room. When i opened the door, the room was completely empty. I did not see anything worth of value or clues that could help me find anything. I kept looking in odd corners and weird looking places, but nothing. There was something weird about the power socket that was next to the window pane. As i chipped it off, i saw this small box that was in the wall. But once i grabbed it, i heard a noise. So i left, and went back to my house. I opened the box and saw that there was this necklace with a picture of my ex as a baby with a message saying love always. there was also a letter that really blew my mind,. the letter read as follows:

Im sorry that you felt that you were alone
When you came by the house last night, my wife was asking me crazy questions
But don't think i forgot about you
You know  i will always hold you down
because we are all we've got at the end of the day
I love you!!!!!!


Boy did this fucking message pissed me off. So not only was he cheating on me with a girl, but he had another guy on the side too. All i could do was cry, fuss, and ask myself why?Why would he do that to me. I actually developed strong feelings about him. Them my phone buzzes, " The Game Only Gets Worse here, but you need to make sure you got all of the facts right!" See you in hell motherfucker. 3 STRIKES AND YOU MAY DIE!!!! -OWMNBN. I couldn't believe this with my own eyes. There's a guy who is after me, but what are the possibilities of me figuring out why and who this bastard is?

Chapter 4: Pressing for Time

I'm still in utter disbelief as to how it came down to my family being brought into my foolishness. I just want this nightmare to end. I just want all of this shit to go away. The more i try to hide, the worse the situation gets. It is just easier to end my life. No One would have to suffer because of me ever again. Let me just end this now. So i went into the restroom, and i grabbed the bottle of ibuprofen that was in the cabinet. I chugged the bottle in my mouth without hesitation. In my head, all i could think about was this situation is about to be over. I can finally rest in peace. But as i become unconscious, and high off of the medication, i saw that same mask and black hoodie pop up. By the time i tried to fight, i was out cold. I woke up in a hospital bed with an IV in my arm. The doctor's told me that i had been saved by someone close to me. Im over here thinking there's no way in hell it was someone close to me because i never really hung around anyone. But since this was a game, i thought i would get one step closer to this this motherfuckcer who keeps messing with me. I asked the doctor who was the person that saved me. She told me that it was my mother. I was confused yet relieved. Maybe there's still hope that she is alive, and that this person is playing mind games with me. So i laid there, and dozed off. When i woke up, it was late in the afternoon. I looked around the room, and i saw this envelope with a message for me on the inside. " It's Not that Easy to get out of it." " Death on earth is more fun." " See you soon motherfucker!:"-Anonymous. So im over here lost. I cannot leave the hospital just yet, but i need to figure this out. So i looked around my hospital room, and lord and behold there was another envelope with some clues as to where i need to go. I am really tired but i must get to the bottom of this shit. So i got out of the hospital bed, and i left on the search. It took me about an hour to find the location. When i got to the location, i realized that it was an empty parking lot. Nothing but an old door, parking spaces, and stray animals roaming the area. You can tell that the building was so old that it used to be a school of some sort since I saw the Elementary part of the school on the ground. I looked around to see if i had miss anything, but i see this tiny little box placed exactly where the door was. I opened the box, and realized it was another piece to the puzzle. " Alright, guess the combination. One shot and if you miss you die." So i had to figure out a six digit code to unlock the door. It was so suspicious to think that it would be the night of his birthday. But the one thing i still keep to my heart is our anniversary. So i entered the date, and luckily the door unlocked. I ran in and tried to look around. It was so dark, but as i kept walking i found a flashlight on one of the classroom doors. I cut the flashlight on, and tried to keep the door open. As i walked into the school.the door slammed shut behind me, and i couldn't escape. All of the doors were closed except for the last door on the left. As i walked in the classroom, the door shut behind me. My phone went off, and the message read, "Say Hello to mommy!" When i looked up, i saw my mother's body hanging from the top of the classroom ceiling like it was a scarecrow. When i turned around, I saw this tall person with the same Shakespeare mask, and black hoodie. He took off after me, and  I immediately charged him, and flew out of the door. I ran downstairs and made it to the door. It was mounted shut. The person made to the last step, and tried to talk. "I got you in the palm of my hand." I couldn't make out the voice because the person had a machine covering its real voice. " You are in my house now bitch!" "You are going to pay for what you did." : I will make your life a living fucking hell for the rest of your life."I was shot with  a dart, and i passed out. I woke up in my bed as if i never left but i had the pistol in my possession. I was traumatized so bad i did not want to leave the house. I looked up on the walls, and a message read, " You Reap what you Sow!" That's when i knew things were getting dangerous.

Chapter 3: Game On

I cannot believe someone is out to get me. It sucks that I have to watch my back everywhere I go for the rest of my life. It was not my intentions to kill him.What people fail to realize is that in corporate America, Being a DL gay black man is frowned upon in society. The fact that I put everything on the line, and you show your appreciation by cheating on me, was very crushing. It was as if he didn't care about my feelings or thoughts. After pondering about this situation for hours, I tried to sleep like a normal person, but i was so tormented i kept having flashbacks about what happened that night. The nightmares gets to me on a daily basis. Finally, the next day approached. I got up, and cute on the television to the news. The storyline read, New Evidence found in missing persons case. The police had gotten an anonymous package in the mail with a surveillance tape of me dropping something off at his place late that night. I had to immediately think on my feet because i cannot be tied to this crime scene. The police came knocking at my door, and asked me to come in to answer a few questions about the night they disappeared. I was hesitant to go at first, but i knew i had no choice. The person who was after me wanted me not to go so that i would look suspicious. So when i arrived at the police station, I had recognized this familiar face from the store i went to to pick up the arrangements for his brithday party that night. He had a bunch of receipts, and this look in his face like he knew something. I had to think fast. What the hell could i possibly do to make sure i pass this investigation inspection. So i asked to go to the restroom. I had to find a way to pass this lie detector test. So i looked around the restroom and saw this nail. I took the nails and i stuck the bottom of my feet so that my whole body would be numb. I came back into the room, and they asked me all of these questions about the night they went missing.I had to think on my feet fast, but eventually i passed the polygraph test. During all of this, all i could think about was where the hell that pistol could possibly be, who is this motherfucker after me, and what can I do to make sure that the situation is handled properly. So after leaving the police department, i head back home, and pretty much tried to uncover the mastermind of this game, and recap the night of the events that occurred the night i murdered them. There's just no way that one person is so great at hiding their identity. As soon as i sat down, the phone ringed. It was my mother calling. As soon as i answered the phone, all i heard was screaming. " BABY! Please come help me. I hear something in my house." "Ahhhhhhh!" The phone immediately hung up. I tried to call back, but the phone line was busy. So i immediately ran to her house since i was only a few houses down. When i got to the house, I tried to kick the door in, but it was mounted shut to the point where you cannot even get the door open. The windows were shatter proof so i could not get into the house even if i wanted too. All i could do is bust out crying. My mother is trapped and i cannot help her. I had a mental breakdown. I do not know what to do. My phone buzzed, and the message read, " Ding Dong the Bitch is Dead!" " You Lose!". I broke down. I did not know what else to do but cry. This is the final straw. I've had enough!!!

Chapter 2: Mindless Behavior

After receiving that text message, I had a panic attack. I was alone that night everything happened. The fact that someone else knows is killing me. I can see my life flashing before my eyes. As I pondered, my gut told me to cut on the television screen. I'm shocked. The news was talking about a missing police report for Brittney and my ex boyfriend. I had to think of all of the possibilities of someone finding evidence from the crime scene. So I packed up my bags and hopped in the car to head back to the house. I had to try to sneak back upstairs to make sure everything was placed exactly where it was before the police arrive. I looked around but I heard a noise upstairs and I ran into the bathroom. I waited ten minutes and ran up the stairs. I searched everything and was relieved when I found out there was no evidence left. So I walked down the steps but I instantly forgot about the pistol I used to shoot them with. I left it in the restroom where I went to clean up the blood with the towels.  So I ran back to the restroom only to find out it was gone! I fucking lost it! But I had to get out quick. Once I got to my car, my phone buzzed. The text message read, " Always remember, I will always be one step ahead of you. Sorry! Try again." I just cannot believe this sick twisted game being played on me. My life is over!!! I might as well just shoot myself in the head. I drove home, came into the house, and turned the television on. The story still continued. Everything was under investigation. The house got taped off so it can be searched. So far there was absolutely no evidence they found. It gave me some relief. I decided to go out for a drink. It has been a long stressful day, and with this crazy person after me, I think an escape from the world is needed. I went to this bar The Drunken Monkey where they specials on drinks. I sat there and had twelve shots of vodka. The bartender started to feel woozy and the room was a blur. All I could see was someone with a Shakespeare mask on with a black hoodie. I passed out immediately. I was out conscious for about four hours. When I woke up, I was lying in the cemetery down the street from his house. I woke up in the clothes I had on that night and I was covered in blood. I started to go freak out and got up and ran to look for my car. It took me awhile to look for my car and when I did a message in blood was all over my vehicle. " You See How Easy it is for me to kill you? But I like to see you squirm." I wiped the blood off of my car and and drove home. I was pisses. Alright! That's it! Let's Play. Game on bitch!

My Little Secret (My Blog Story)

Chapter 1 The Secret

As I lay here wondering about my journey, I used to rejoice about everything I've accomplished in life.  I had life all figured out. This innocent pillar of society who was looked up too by everyone in town. In have the best cars, clothes, money, and I'm college educated. You would think all of this would make anyone happy but little do people know it brings me so much grief. I've been keeping this secret for way too long. A few years ago, my life was at a stand still. I hadn't had sex in years, my career was going downhill, and I was a hopeless romantic because people only wanted me for financial reasons. The perfect woman I thought I wanted was nonexistent. You would think there was a goddess out there just like me but even the finest ,smartest girls are nothing but opportunist. But then, this twisted thing happened. I met this guy at my job one day. Clean cut, well put together, and we eventually got cool. I wasnt even try to go there because I never thought about being gay at all. I was raised In a religious setting. Life had turned upside down from there when we started chilling. We ended up having sex, and eventually got into a relationship. It felt weird having feelings for a man. I just thought it was not normal. Not to mention I had a reputation to keep up with too. We had started dating for several years. It all lead up to one night where I decided to throw a surprise birthday dinner while he was at work. I laid out all of the details and it all lead to upstairs. As I landed upstairs I saw his light on in the room and I didn't think much of it. This what set me off. I peeped through the door and saw him having sex with one of  our coworkers named Brittney. I was so hurt and so flabbergasted that I snook downstairs and got his pistol he left in his favorite hiding spot. I came upstairs and busted that door open. My heart was racing, my body was numb, and my hands were trembling. I screamed and yelled , " You motherfucker I put everything on the line for you and this is the thanks I get?" Brittney and him was trying to Explain and come up with excuses and I don't want to hear it at all. I shot both of them in the head. Once everything processed as to what I just did, I started crying because I know it was too late to fix it. I just knew my life was over! So I had to think fast. I wrapped the bodies in the sheets and stuffed them in trash bags. Cleaned up the excess blood and evidence and threw them in the trunk of my car. As I quickly left the crime scene, I took them to an abandoned junkyard where I set the bodies on fire along with evidence. After it was over, I felt relieved and started back living my life. The next day, I went to work. No one asked any questions about the whereabouts of the two people who ruined my life. I worked and clocked our. As soon as I got into my car, I got a text from burn phone saying, " You won't get away with it. Game on motherfucker. You better watch your back " That's when I knew my little secret was never a secret to begin with.

The Caterpillar

I came, I conquered more than you'll ever know
My life was not a game not just something you want to put out there to show
Thinking the world would get and love to watch you grow
Nope. You should have just kept your emotions to yourself and on the low
Growth is beautiful some things you can see
That's why there's not other like you or me
Look at the caterpillar all small and lonely
Thought he was not the best thing in the bunch
Lost in helping others which caused him to crunch
Up in a hole where all of the things build up to this point.
He wrapped himself up in a larvae to get himself together.
He blossomed into a butterfly thats always trying to do better

Its So Hard

Its hard living in a world where people only focus on the mediocre things
Instead of striking so hard like a bumble bee sting
Try figuring out why did the cage birds sing
In a world where we scream for power
We hate each other so much there's blood shed every hour
And for what?
We scream bloody murder when things go left in conversation
Instead of raising hell why not try coming together and being a nation
Its so hard to see my black people try to hurt stab and kill each other
Why can't we just get along and love one another
But everything that goes on it clutters in your head
Going to sleep in a bed wishing that you were dead
Its so hard its so hard out there to be me
So much for that perfect all american dream

Limited Edition

I'm trapped in this box where I can't get out
I want to see what the worlds about
But how can you live when society judges you for being you
They say be yourself and we will love you for it but instead they criticize misuse and abuse with their views or powers
I've been wrapped up in a box all of my life because I believed what society thought I should be
You are dark skinned, you have big lips, you are too smart, you are too ugly, you are too opinionated,  I'm too much of everything and it gets annoying
I'm me, unapologetically. I never cared what anyone thought of me
It hurts and it still hurts from those words I hear daily.
No one could ever feel my pain
No one could ever understand what I had to gain to get to where I am today
I was never good enough for man to date look at or befriend
I had to grow up family not really caring for you
I had to live thinking how am I going to make it to take care of my mom and I while I'm in school
Noone cares to know how dark I was in when I was hurt and molested by someone I thought was my role model
No one truly knows what it was like to be in a abusive relationship
So I am who I am because I had to be strong
I'm not just an ordinary action figure
I'm a limited edition
Wrapped nicely in a golden box
For I'm a warrior fearfully and wonderfully made.

The Door

There was this open that lead into my mind
Taking it years back into the land of the time
Where I was happy
Life was great, I felt great, and the passion burned deep in my heart..
I had the perfect relationship, good grades, and live life in fast pace
I miss that me minus the material things
Because that wasn't my sunshine because it rained on my parade
Where's the guy who always boosted himself high above those dark black clouds
That made himself give his all and stand tall and proud
What happened to that happily ever after
That fairy tale dream
Heart beating passionately you would thought you heard a scream
I guess he died along with his other things
For a second he thought it was all make believe
He let himself go to far
Not so low that he wouldn't shine like a star
He feels like he is living in a world full of hell
All trapped in his body like he was locked up in a cell
But don't you cry anymore man don't you cry anymore
Because success awaits you at the end of the door

Drunken Nights

Look at you says the mirror
You can't stand up.
Why do you worry so much
Society rates you shakes takes you and try to make you
But remember that you have to be strong.for nothing should ever break
But the only way to cope is through the drunken sorrows
Drink like there will be no tomorrow
When a man drinks his mind is a peace
He doesn't care the look of his clothes or the name brands on his feet.
He no longer thinks about the way he looks
Because those bottles he pour down his throat took
Away those aching pains he felt inside
Made him feel like it was worth being alive..
When he felt dead in the world so weak he can't even fight.
The only way he functions are through those deep drunken nights.

This Crazy Little Thing

Its Crazy how the mind works
Have you thinking how deep you can feel
When some tells you all the things that seem so real
You think everything is good but it turns out to be this lie
But the love you feel is so surreal its helps you float so high
You know the lifestyle the person lives doesn't mean you any good
That one thing will break you down you would think its all understood
Yet you have an opportunity to be set free
But your spirit don't let go
Stop telling yourself you are in love with them
And leave that baggage at the door
They cut you up and spit you out and still you hold them down
Made sure you held them down when no one else was around
Not appreciative of the things you did and knocked you to your defeat
Had the nerve to go out on you and thought they wouldn't cheat
Let me tell you something quick that quick Money good sex and trouble is not all of the above
But hey that mind goes crazy for this little thing called love

I Need An Answers

Sometimes I blame myself for the position I'm in..
I often tell myself, you are just a figment of imagination at times.
You are not that guy people usually go for or want to attract too
Look at you, all busted. Bruised, imperfect limbs,  lips so big they are shaped like soup coolers, and you are just the average guy.
You get in a group or crowd, they overlook you. They admire the attributes of the others around you because that's what society wants.
You are just that, nothing. A figment of imagination
A smear in the mirror.
At times I think god made me this way so I won't be happy
Its never easy to let go of the crazy thoughts in your head.
I got the intellect, the dream job, everything I've accomplished and work hard for but the one thing I yearn for , the thing I wanted most was to be loved like how I love hard.
But I need that answer
Until then I'll hold back those tears and be strong
I got to do this for myself.

Reflections in the Mirror: Pieces of Me

Looking into the mirror
The things that I see
Never was a reflection of me
Who is this that I see, why isn't he where he wanted to be
Silenced, bruised, and mentally broken
Never heard of, never mellowed out, and never spoken
The glare in the mirror was this deep dark cloud
One minute there's a loud sound making him a clown
Another minute there's a voice that says you better make me proud
It took a miracle to get him where he needed to be
For the mirror shattered and the broken pieces are things that would blow your mind if the world needed to see
He said you can't tell me anything now that I'm outspoken
I've been full of bruises but I'm not easily broken

The Little Dark Boy

There was once this man who wanted love
Tried every little thing to find it by praying to the man above
Patiently waiting to be lifted and set free
Thinking someone would want someone like thee
But little did he know that he was not the best thing on the scene
Either too smart, too dark, or too bold
And people wonder why his heart can be so cold
Its always the valuable one who gets looked down for the ones that are free
Not even brushed on for others to see
You're too smart, too black, such a coop
Not even worth it because you're not in the loop
The little dark boy never felt like he was of use
Suffering from a deep depression that will never be loose
No matter how much you hope and pray
The people will always tell that little dark boy to go the hell away