hey honey!!!!"
"Go away..please...please!!!"
"Hey hun..I just want to hug you..kiss you...fucking kill the shit out of you!"
The place was cold...like 40 degrees or something...it was spinning around...running.
I felt him, he was coming. I had just talked to him on the phone.
I didn't know what or who was calling. It was an unknown number and I didn't answer it. Then I kept on getting called by this number. It really started to get to me.
I was at work and did not know what to think of this. At first I thought it was one of those bill collectors because it said Houston on it. Then as I put my phone on silent, from the continuous calls. I got a text.
It said, " Your son is dead, come wash off the mess in front of your house."
I dropped the phone and fell to the ground.
Everyone just looked and stared at me after that. I grabbed my phone again and saw it was the same number. So I called it, it rang. It rang again, and again, and again. Then it picked up and hung up within a split of a second.
He was avoiding me. As I hung up, I got another text.
It said, " I called you..you didn't answer. So he is dead. Your next love."
I shivered and started to ecstatically cry. I did not even look up at anyone at my work. I text him back and asked who he was and where is my son..what did he do with him. He said, "I am your lover, your mate, the best sex you ever had!"
I then realized..it was my ex husband. I had not talk to him since I left him. I had thought he was long gone and went to jail in another country. I was seriously wrong.
I text him back, "Please tell me what did you do with my son!"
He replied, "I am at your work. Come outside love!"
I started to panic and started to run...faster..and faster..knocking down papers and people.
I then was outside, got to my car as fast as I could and headed to my house for my son. When I got there...my whole body was pushed back...my son was dead..in front of my house in a cross form on my lawn with the grass from green to purple. I picked him up without even thinking..then I got a buzz.
He text me again, "I know where you are..I see you love!"
I panicked again and had no place to go, so I went to the basement and hid in the furnace. I left my son upstairs in his room..my baby.
I was shaking..not even thinking what the hell I was going to do when he found me..I was already guaranteed I was going to die. I heard his pounding footsteps above the floor boards. I could hear him calling me,
" Oh love..where are you hun? Come here..I just want to hold you..and tell you how much I love you!"
Then, as I was breathing once every minute..I got a buzz.
It said, " Come out of the furnace..and it won't hurt as much :)."
I screamed! I said, " No! No! No!...You mother fucker! No!"
I jumped out, and he was five feet away..I then grabbed a metal bar and hit him on the side. He fell back a bit..then I ran. I went up the stairs from the basement and headed up the stairs. I could hear the basement door slam about not even a half minute behind me. He started to yell now,
" Fucking love..give up you whore!"
I ran in my sons room and hid in the adjoining closet to my room. I could hear him coming in. Then I heard his footsteps get slower and slower.
His shadow was at the closet, and he then passed by the closet. Then I saw his shadow again..I got a buzz.
"Happy time;)"
He opened the door and yanked me out and threw me right next to my sons dead body. I kicked and screamed..he said,
"Stop loving me so much hun, you are to flattering."
He then caressed my legs then my face and neck.
I said my prayers out loud..he said,
"This will hurt a lot honey!"
He slashed his blade across my knees..slowly cutting off my limbs.
Then he slashed my elbows..slowly cutting off my arms.
Then he kissed me while I cried blood, and he started to carve my neck back and forth..till I could feel the blood rush out of my throat.
Then he pulled his blade back behind him in sling to my head..and said,
" I loved you!"
No comments:
Post a Comment