Chapter 23: Death Death Death

Alfred

I haven't felt this kind of loneliness before. I fought through the waves that were putting me under. I have been thinking of her and everything she's been through. The worst-case scenario has happened because I tried putting myself in her shoes, she must be so alone. I bought her off and the least I could do was be nice but still, the lack of distrust has settled deep within me and I see nothing but red anytime she is in the picture. That was how irritated I felt, my irritation for something like this was making my skin crawl.

I saw a small pool of her blood at the center of her room and the memories of my deeds haunted me. I stood there staring and picturing her, wondering if she had a smile. Then I remembered every time I took that smile from her face and locked it in a dark room. The number of times I punished her through several means. I was creative in making her suffer, in increasing her pain and that seemed not to end because someone had actually taken it too far. Too f