Chapter three

like autopilot i go in the freezer and take out meat that was in a plastic bag and fry it up with some herbs and rice

after i went back to the freezer frantically to try and find the source of this meat

my face dropped as it turns out i never needed to look far since it was the only thing i had bags and bags of meat

correction bags and bags of ace .

the realisation hit and i slowly backed away from the evidence then started scratching my stomach to get her out of my i kept scratching and backing away unit i fell on my back

the next thing i knew was that i was in a hospital in restraints a bandage on my hands and stomach

and it started again , the urge to get her out i started wriggling franticly then they put me to sleep . but when i woke up i was in a new place it was all white and cushioned when i looked around it was in the loony bin with a straight jacket on next to her the one who started this the one who killed my wife . i laughed in disbelief and we laughed manically n unison but then again i wished she was dead.

after a few moths i was let into one of the rooms and got my old clothes back out of evidence

she came to my room and i couldn't help myself she let out a rage of anger and frustration that i never even knew i had .so i done something about it … i got my pocket knife out took her down and

HE PRESSED HIS KNIFE DEEP INTO HER CHEST, HER EYES WIDEND WITH REALISATION . HE FROWNED AS A TEAR ROLLED DOWN HER CHEEK AND BEFORE HE COULD RETHINK IT SHE TURNED WHITE THEN HE KNEW IT WAS OUT OF HIS HANDS . WASENT RED SUPPOSED TO BE HIS FAVOURITE COLOUR ?

i couldn't contain my laughter and bellowed my way out the hospital window still holding my knife in hand heading to the forest following the familiar smell of the meat in the bags

ready to strike again

Janes pov –

You have zero new massages my answer machine announced that I am in fact on nobody's minds as I but the shopping away into the cupboards .

It was a long day at work today I had to record a whole new album and send it to my editor. ASAP I was already getting caught in deadlines

I'm tired of convincing myself everyday that I like my job honestly my voice gets really sore in between recording albums then I have to redo it because I sound so bad with a cold but whatever pays the bills I guess and I am thankful for that

I can't remember anything from the last 20 years and even what I can remember is blurry . Detective Murray is working on my case (the reason why I was hospitalised ) the doctors said it was a miracle I survived from the attack . They think I was a victim of illegal gun fire . I had multiple shot wounds to my stomach and left some pretty nasty scars , but since I cant remember anything it isn't a great help to the police trying to catch the attacker .

Detective Murray must have found something really important because he asked to meet me in person and he never does that , it's always over text or phone call but it was the exact opposite and my worst nightmare all in one

When I got to the coffee shop I recognised him immediately even though I had never seen him before in my life . It was almost like a sixth sense . I sat down in silence waiting for him to say something for about a full minute ,until I got tired of waiting and asked what I was here for and what he wanted to tell me so bad that I couldn't be over the phone .

He took a while to answer "were closing the case" he said reluctantly

I was in denial and started bombarding him with questions then he stopped me . He muttered the words " when a case doesn't have any leads for a certain amount of time we need to close off the case by law .

I sat there rambling on for about half an hour before Murray apologised then left the table . As I was walking home I thought to myself I needed to give up on the case completely and move on .

Murray was my only friend sine the attack so I knew it was going to be pretty lonely so all I needed to start a new life was pay off the bills from the hospital with a new job then move house and erase myself completely

A fresh new start sounded very appealing so I set my goals and got to work .

It seemed like a great plan and it was , I legally registered a new name its Mary now I think it suits me quite well even though I barely know myself . I also dyed my hair redd and got contacts that changed my eye colour I was satisfied with this new beginning so far

Eventually after tons of shifts I payed off the first bill for the hospital it cost 1k then I started all over again until I had enough money for the next bill … fast forward a couple months and all the bills are payed off and I'm looking for a new house now I think I found the perfect one so I'm working double shifts to save for it .

Along with a new life Mary had now got a new phone which means she got a new number but what she didn't know was that there was somebody messaging her .

(Mary old phone )

Michel

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Hey mum I'm letting you know I am back

From over seas now can we meet

I want you to meet my wife

! Not delivered

Hello ?

! Not delivered

Listen I know we haven't

spoken in a while but I

Really miss you

! Not delivered

I don't know why my messages

Aren't going through but

Please answer me

! Not delivered

Okay,I give up

You win

! Not delivered