KATHERINE BLACK - PART 9

[ DON’T CALL ME BABE! ]

Monday, 9th April 2018

Where am I right now? This was not the dark and scary room. I was now on a soft blue covered bed in the middle of white paint room.

This room was not small as the room before. It had long brown leather sofa and a coffee table next to the door. On its right, stand another door. I guessed that was a washroom. And on the left side, there was a big mirror with a makeup table and chair in front of it, next to the walk in wardrobe.

Then my eyes caught my left hand that had a white bandage wrapping around my hand. Hurm.. Last night was not a dream.

Suddenly, the door opened. A guy with a dark blue V-neck t-shirt and black rapped jeans walked in with the tray of a bowl of chicken porridge and a glass of milk! He smiled at me. Yes, he was the crazy psycho who had kidnapped, arrested and tortured me in these few days. I was terrified. I pulled the soft blue comforter over my chest.

“Are you awake, princess? Why do you look so scared of me?”

That guy asked with a smile plastered on his face. He put the tray on the coffee table. Then he walked to the bed. As he was walking, I moved backward until my back touched the head of the back. He stopped one feet before the bed. He looked at me and smirked. He looked straight into my eyes. I could see devil in his eyes. I pulled off my gaze and looked down at the comforter.

“Why did you do this to me? I think you love me.” I asked him. I wanted to cry. My heart broke.

“Of course I love you. I do this because I love u, so much!” he said softly.

“Then, why?” I looked at him with my red eyes. I couldn’t hold this any longer.

“I want to know the answer. “Tell me! Why!” I scolded him. He was snapped.

“Because of you. All of this is your fault!” he scolded me back.

I was shocked and puzzled. I wondered. Why did that guy accuse me?

“Eat!” he said and walked out from the room.

I could hear ‘click’ behind the door. I knew he had locked the door. I sighed. I hate him. I recalled the memory of the last night. I needed to get out of here and needed a help. John, the name came to my thought. What happen to him? Is he alive or not?

After a while...

That guy came back. He walked to me without bothering to close the door. Huh, silly.

I waited for him to come near me. Then I shoved him until he fell. I ran to the door and I ran down stairs. I heard him curses. I didn’t know where I wanted to go. Then I saw his phone on the couch at the living room. I ran to the couch and I grabbed it. I needed to find a safe place before making a call. I ran to the kitchen as quiet as mouse.

“Kitty, kitty, where are you?” I heard his footsteps down the stair. I opened one of the cabinets. Thank God the cabinet was empty. I crawled into it and closed the door. I closed my mouth as I saw his shadow in front of the cabinet. When he walked away, I call 911.

“Hello, help me. I got kidnapped and someone died here.” I whispered in rush as the phone got connected.

“Hello. Yes, can you repeat? It’s not clear here.” The woman’s voice asked. I took a deep breath and spoke again but little calm this time.

“I was kidnapped. And I think someone dies here. Please come here as fast as you can. He wants to kill me. I’m in the old house a little deep in the jungle.”

“Can you tell your address?” she asked calmly. I told her the address. Then the door opened. I screamed. He grabbed my arm and pulled me out.

“Help!!!” I screamed as loud as I can.

“Hello? Miss?” the woman asked.

“Sorry about that. My little sister made a prank call. Oh. Alright. Sorry.” He answered to the woman. “You are a bad girl.” He said as he kept the phone in his pocket. He looked at me.

“Let me go!” I tried to loosen his grip. His grip became tighter. I bit his arm and ran to the side.

“I will punish you little girl.” He narrowed his eyes to me.

“Try me.” I challenged him. He came to me and tried to pull my arm. I dodged and kicked him at his stomach. He groaned. He tried to punch me and I dodged. I gave him a few punches on face and kicks at his rib. He stood up and grabbed the knife on the island. He ran to me, tried to stab me. I dodged and took the knife from his grip. As fast as I could, I stabbed him at his abdomen.

I threw the knife away and walked out from the house. Suddenly, I heard a siren which I felt so relieved. I walked fast towards the main gate but I felt something hurt at my back. I turned my head and I saw Cage was smiling. He stabbed me from behind.

“If I die, you’ll die too” he hugged me from behind.

“In your dream.”  I pushed him and I pulled out the knife from my back. Then I stabbed him at his lung. He leaned his body to me.

“Go and die in the hell.” I shoved the knife deeper in his lung. I pushed him to the ground. I fell on my knee. I was still in shock. But, I felt grateful as finally all the victims could rest in peace. Then the police came to me and brought me to the hospital.

~to be continued~

By:  The Owl/2020