Someone is stalking me and slowly killing everyone I love - PART THREE - FINAL
He pulled his mask off and I don't think I could have ever prepared for what I was about to see....
It was my best friends boyfriend. The man she loved. The man she trusted and cared for. The man who she had been with for 3 years. He killed them. He killed my family, boyfriend, his parents and most fucked up of all.... his own girlfriend and my best friend.
I didn't want to believe it, I couldn't believe it, he was supposed to be our friend and my best friends soulmate. He ripped my heart and soul out of my body and stomped on it without a care in the world. He was something you couldn't even put in to words. The only thing I could think to call him is a traitor, but that doesn't do any justice.
He just smiled at me, like I've never seen him smile before. It wasn't filled with happiness like it usually would be... it was filled with hate, aggression, obsession, lust... how could a smile posses such negative emotion?
I begged him to tell me that it's wasn't true and this was all just a sick fucking joke... but by his face I knew it wasn't. I knew to begin with that it wasn't but I just wanted to try and tell myself it was.
I screamed and I cried begging for him to tell me why he would do this because for some reason I believed I would feel better about why he did this, but I was wrong, oh fuck I was wrong.
"Melissa, you don't understand do you? You don't truly understand yourself. You're one of a kind, you're special, your perfect and these people didn't fucking deserve you." With every word he said I just weeped more and more, it didn't make sense.
"I've been watching you for a very long time, well should I say we have been watching you for a long time." We? What the fuck, who the fuck is we.
"Well you see, Melissa, it's not just me who did this, it's me and my brother." Now we never really hung around his brother he was very weird, but when we did he would stare at me like I was a piece of meat, I hated it but I never thought anything bad about him. I assumed he was just one of those people that's super socially awkward but once David, shaylas boyfriend...... or was, started telling me more, I knew I was wrong.
"My brother saw you walking home from school one day many many years ago, even as a little kid there was something about you that sparked his interest. He started watching you, following you around, video taping you with your friends and family, taking pictures, figuring out what you were all about."
At this point I didn't know what the fuck to think, as I mentioned earlier I'm only 20 years old and Shayla was 23 and David was 30, we all thought this was weird at first that he was so much older then all of us but Shayla seemed to really love him so we let that go and we never said anything, but Davids brother was 37.
In the first video that I received in the mail after my dads passing, I was only around 3 years old... this guy not only stalked me and got his brother to kill for him... he was a fucking pedophile. When I was 3 he would have had to be 19/20. This thought made me want to crawl out of my skin.
"I still don't understand David, how did you get mixed into all of this?" He took a long breath and just started laughing. What the fuck was so funny.
"Well Melissa, when I was 19 I saw all of my brothers tapes and pictures and I asked him what it was. He told me it was nothing but I know it was something so I pestered him into telling me and he told me everything. He told me about the first time he saw you... he got goosebumps. He told me how nice it was to watch you grow up, how nice it was to see you sleep... to live"
I felt something I never felt before, absolute hopelessness but I still didn't understand how David got into this so of course I asked again.
"When he told me, he begged me not to tell anyone but what he didn't know, was that as he told me everything, something happened inside . I felt intrigued. So I asked him to show me the tapes and when he did.. oh Melissa when he did, I felt a feeling I could never explain. Seeing someone so vulnerable, so unaware, so natural. I knew l needed to get in on it."
I begged him to just kill me, pleaded for him to take my pathetic life away but that wasn't his plan, he continued to tell me more.
"I told him that I wanted to get in on this, I asked him what his plan was but he told me nothing, that he was just going to continue to watch you and that was that. But I had an idea. I told him what if we don't just watch you, we steal you away. At first he was hesitant but then I think he got the same spark I did. He asked me how to do that, he asked me how were we going to that, people would find out, and that's when I told him my plan."
What sick plan did this guy have? At this point I just sat there. I just sat there and stared at him and listened to him tell me his sick and twisted plan. I couldn't cry anymore, I couldn't beg anymore. I was completely under his control and there was nothing I could do to get out of it.
"I told him that I noticed Shayla, I noticed how much you guys loved each other and how good of friends you were and I told him that I would get close to her and make her fall in love with me so that I could get close to you and everyone else around you."
Why would he wait three years... why waste three years of his life to do this. Why wouldn't you just get it over with.
"I wanted to make sure all of you trusted me, I wanted to know your daily routine, where you went, what you did. I needed to get close to you. I didn't plan on waiting so long but I just kept needing more time plus I enjoyed it, I got me off thinking about my dirty secret... so I dragged it out. Fun right?"
Fun? Not fucking fun at all. You killed 7 people, you took innocent life's away. You tore me apart. You broke me. How is this funny to you? Why would you kill them all? Why didn't you just let us all live and live in secret of this disgusting fucking fantasy of me wanting any of this or you?
"Me and my brother talked about it long ago, we knew someone would find out about it, we just had a sense. If that would have happened, we would have lost you. And we couldn't have lived with that so we decided the only way to get close to you and keep you safe with us, was to eliminate all the people around you that cared about you. That way no one could suspect us."
So after you got me what was your plan. What the fuck are you going to do with me?
"We were going to use you. You were to do everything for us and you were going to fulfill all our needs." He paused for a minute and grabbed me by the throat and whispered in my ear. "If you didn't obey us, we were going to beat the shit out of you, and we will keep doing it but we won't kill you. You're living in our hell now and you're never getting out."
What about your brother then, David? Where is he?
"Well funny story, I decided a couple days ago I didn't want to share you, my brother should be dead by now, I poisoned him, and me and you are going to stay here alone until the end of time. You're mine, all mine and no one can ever get in the way. You're never getting away."
Posted Aug 14, 2017, 7:07 PM UTC · edited