Chapter 27

"Hi, Zen! It's Sunday and I just feel like you need an update, which I understand. I'm gonna call you later and talk to you at school tomorrow. I'm sorry for the way I've been acting lately but I'll be sure to make it up to you and show you like you told me to and I'll answer any questions you have to ask me in private. I love you bunbun. Bye." Was the voicemail I left him before locking my front door and hopping in my all white sports car. My book bag had some things in it but not much. It's one of those things where I'm honestly just wearing it as an accessory then to actually carry anything.

My hair is in a high ponytail but it's poofy and curly because my hair is just way too thick and I already popped enough hair bands.

I pull up to the red light and my phone goes off. I quickly opened it to see a message from Zen saying, "hey, I was busy with my dad. I love you too. Stay safe mama." Mama?? That was kinda hot, I'm not going to lie. Hehe I like that. I wonder if he's more dominant over me since we were pretty close to breaking up. I didn't mean to hurt him... I never want to hurt him. To see him cry opened my eyes a lot and I finally saw how much damage I was causing by not communicating and distancing myself. The light turns green and I continue to drive to the therapist. Maybe these are issues I should actually talk to her about. Woah.

I finally get to her office building and I stop at the front desk. "Hi I'm here to see Dr. Love?"

"Um....Riley? For 1pm right? That's what she put on the sheet at least."

"Mmmm....yea it's me but I prefer Xena. But it's okay." It should be the last session anyway. I go into the elevator and to the floor at which her office is on. What should I talk to her about today? Maybe we can talk about Zen today! That sounds fantastic. I rather talk about him more than myself to be honest. I'm glad I have him.

I get to the door and walk in. Dr. Love is sitting at her desk. She looks up at me and is somewhat shocked at what she sees. "Hey Xena!" So now you call me Xena? "Oh my gosh, your hair is red and you got a haircut. It almost looks blood soaked."

"Thanks. That's what I was going for." I reply as I plop down on the couch and take my bag off, something inside slightly rattles.

"Is there a reason for it?"

"We will probably get into it in this session."

"Oh okay! Good. Well how's school?"

"It's good. Zen and I are talking again. Like trying to work things out with him. I think I know what I need to do in order for us to keep dating. I just need to communicate. Give him something to hold onto, ya know?"

"Yes, I understand completely. I definitely said that the first time you talked about how much you love him though." She chuckled a bit. I fake smiled to make her feel comfortable because she might as well. "How's Elizabeth?"

Fuckin DEAD. "Oh she's great! She's fine." She's buried in a national park." I'm pretty sure her and her family are on a trip to a park to camp for the weekend." I'm trying to stop myself from laughing so much right now. All I want to do is burst out.

"Oh that explains why she wasn't able to text me back yesterday. No service probably." Dr. Love jumped to that conclusion by herself so let's go with it.

"Probably. This week I started spring cleaning. So I'm cleaning up my house, especially my basement(that place was a mess) and just relationships overall. I rather not have anyone in my life that isn't helping me." I'm a tease and I love it.

"Oh that's pretty healthy. Have you picked up any hobbies?"

"Cooking. Cleaning. Forensics. Looking at old Autopsy reports from old murders and stuff. It's just interesting how some of these people NEVER got caught and I wonder why."

"Yea, kinda like the Zodiac Killer. Did you know that there was one time the police stopped a man that fit the zodiac killer's description. They stopped him and asked where the killer was and the man pointed them in some random direction. Many people believed that that man they stopped was the actual killer."

"A monster hiding in plain sight. Fascinating, isn't it? How someone is able to kill without remorse or feeling. The Zodiac Killer was able to kill and wanted to take recognition for it. He wanted the police to find him. If that man they stopped was the killer, why would he not own up to it? That's the most attention you can ever get."

"It looked like a-"

"A cry for help. He was attention seeking and a Narcissist. He clearly is a psychopath. But at the same time you can't help but to appreciate how smart and brilliant he was!"

"Brilliant?"

"Oh absolutely!! Same with Ted Bundy. He was amazing the way he was able to get a law degree and work with the police so he knows how the law system works and how he can avoid it. The idea of domination of women that he got from his BDSM porn obsession as a kid is what led him to his habit of necrophilia or rape tendencies of his victims. There was that contrast in power that he must've loved and chased to the last minute. The feeling of being on top and being able to control everything was probably a very intoxicating and addictive feeling. He was even able to manipulate someone into marrying him and having a daughter. Oh wow they were amazing and brilliant in their own way. Completely normal but not. No remorse and fake feelings. If Ted wasn't so sloppy then he would've gotten away with it but, like I said, It is that want and need for attention. All eyes on him. Incredible. Monsters in Plain sight." I cant stop myself from smiling now so I don't.

"Um Xena???" She interrupted my thoughts. "I would like to speak to Riley now."

"Oh no. You can't." I looked up and my face straightened. "I don't think you should right now anyway. This is you and I time."

"No I think I really need to talk to her." She's starting to insist.

"...well I don't think you do."

"Riley Freeman, please come and talk to me."

Silence and fear moved over the doctor. "Wow you still tried that even though I told you to never do it again. Good attempt though. Alrighty doctor, I think it's about that time." I take off my book bag and reach in to slowly pull the gun out and point it right at her face. The safety clicks back and I cock the gun with the silencer on it. "Let's have a talk."

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