Resolve

I hurriedly dragged the body away from the front door, blood trails following me whenever I go.

Damn, where the hell is the kitchen?

I frantically look around, trying to find the direction to where the kitchen is.

After spotting a room, complete with counters, cabinets, refrigerator, and an oven, I make my way towards it.

Ugh, she's so f*cking heavy!

I dropped the body after I finally arrived at the kitchen, I need a little rest for a while.

God, it's only been a minute or so, but I feel like an entire day had passed already.

Glancing around the kitchen, I spot a few cabinets and drawers.

I need bags, large ones.

I then made my way towards the cabinets, opened it, and violently searched every section.

I threw every useless things I found everywhere, scattering the kitchen with wares and items.

Finding a shelf with plates and mugs on it, I hurriedly went near it, grasped the back with both of my hands, and pushed it down the floor.

Immediately, the sound of plates and mugs shattering filled my ears as parts flew everywhere.

Now look at this, their kitchen now looks like a battlefield.

Seeing no reactions inside the house, I made the conclusion that Jamie was not here.

Oh well, I'm just going to wait for him until he comes home.

Going back in my search again, I finally found what I'm looking for.

Trash bags, and a few rolls of duct tape.

Grabbing the items, I quickly make my way towards the body.

Shit, this is homicide, right?

Lifting her head up, I placed the bag on her head and pulled it down.

The bag's size was only a meter, so I was only able to cover half of the body.

I began to place duct tape on her upper half and began to roll it around her body, effectively sealing her upper half.

Doing the same with her lower half, I was finally done with my work.

I chuckled to myself at this.

Shit, my head's starting to mess up.

Am I finally going crazy?

Shaking those stupid thoughts away, I began to drag the body towards the refrigerator.

Opening it, I found stacked up can goods, egg trays, fresh milks, and a few cereal boxes.

Dropping the body again, I grabbed the cold bottle of fresh milk and immediately placed it in my mouth.

Gulping the whole thing in one go, I dropped the bottle on the floor, shattering it to pieces.

I then began to aggressively pull the contents inside the ref and threw them outside, messing the floor with various ingredients.

After the ref was now wide clean, I dragged the body again and tried pushing it inside the ref.

Ugh! come on, you heavy b*tch!

After a minute of struggling, I finally managed to stick the wrapped up body inside the freezing container called refrigerator.

Taking a deep breath, I closed the ref's door.

Whoo! what a freaking thing I did just now.

After I'm done with my little work, I started to make my way towards the living room, occasionally stumbling into stuffs that littered the kitchen's floor.

Ah shit, what a mess.

It's just now that I finally noticed the picture frames that hanged on the wall besides me.

Stopping, I glared at the pictures.

A picture of Jamie with his family.

Rage begins to boil inside of me again as I stared at the picture in front of me.

Quickly grabbing the frame, I immediately threw it on the wall, shattering it into pieces.

You're all going to hell.

Continuing on my way, I finally arrived at the living room, the trail of blood still visible.

Not only that, the door leading outside is broken down, thus exposing the inside of the house.

F*ck, why do I have to be such an idiot.

You committed murder without any preparations.

F*ck me.

The neighbors are probably in the middle of calling the cops right now.

Cursing at my own stupidity, I hurriedly went outside and realized just how correct I am.

Several people stood outside the gates, phones in hand.

Some are calling, some are taking pictures with it.

Everyone gasped with wide eyed as they stared at the intruder that just got out of the house.

Luckily my hood was down so my face hasn't been exposed or anything.

But I'm in deep shit right now.

Running back inside, I frantically searched the whole house for the back door.

After occasionally stumbling into various rooms or so, I managed to find the backdoor.

Pushing the door open, a small backyard complete with lawn and a shed greeted me.

Wasting no time, I made my way towards the fence and immediately climbed over it.

Seeing no other people in the area, I hopped down and made my way towards the nearby alleyway.

Checking to see if somebody has followed me which there aren't, I took a deep breath and leaned on the wall behind me.

Shit...

F*ck, I'm going to hell for this.

I bring my hands to my mouth.

The feeling of killing a person, greatly disgusts me.

And I had done just that.

Not only that, I seem to....enjoy it.

No!

I shook my head.

I still haven't payed them back.

Those guys are going to suffer at my hands!

I'm going to bring judgement to them!

I'm going to make you all feel what I had felt in the past few years!

I checked the neighborhood streets from a corner and now saw police cars and ambulances rushing to the scene.

Got to go!

And just like that, I moved away from my current area and made my way towards the main road.

Just as I was walking down the street, my hood down.

I suddenly catch a glimpse of Jamie himself along with his mother and father on a pickup truck driving towards their house.

Just by looking at his stupid face makes me want to puke and punch him hard on the face.

But then.... I suddenly remembered something.

My sister.

Where she is at right now?

I still haven't got the information about her current whereabouts.

I facepalmed on my own stupidity.

Frustrations and anger started boiling up inside of me.

If only I was patient enough, then maybe there's probably the chance I can beat the sh*t out of her sister and force her to tell me where Jamie is, and next, do the same with Jamie and also force him to spew information about where my sister is.

F*CK!

I kicked a nearby trash bin, sending it flying on the road, it's contents littering the ground.

I then resumed my walking until I finally reached the main road, where the bus stop currently is.

After a few minutes or so, the bus finally arrived.

"West Boulevard street." I said to the driver after getting on.

He nods at my words before closing the bus door and finally starts to move the vehicle.

glancing at the window, I can see a few vans belonging to various news stations also rushing towards the crime scene.

I sighed at this, it's going to be a long day.

Fatigue immediately came rushing down at me.

Making me close my eyes a little.

It wouldn't hurt to get a few minutes sleep, right?

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I immediately jolted awake at the driver's voice calling out to me.

"Hey sleepyhead, we're here!" He called out.

"O-Oh, y-yes" I stuttered as I got up from my seat and walk towards the door.

After giving the driver extra tip, I got off from the bus and stared at the location I was dropped.

Home sweet shitty home.

I started to make my way towards the apartment building's entrance, and at that time I just noticed the sky getting dark.

Stepping inside, I was once again greeted by the receptionist, but this time I gave him a small nod.

Continuing on my way, I walked down the hallway.

And after a few minutes, my room now stood in front of me.

I took a deep breath before twisting the doorknob.

After opening the door, what greeted me greatly shocked me.

tears started to form on both of my eyes.

"Sister..."

What stood in front of me was my sister, Anna, cooking dinner for us.

It seems she managed to return home safely.

Not only that, she was trying to hide her bruises by wearing sweater and pants, she probably thinks I am unaware of what happened to her.

"Albert, you're home." she said, giving me a smile.

Her innocence...

broken by those motherf*ckers, and yet she keeps pretending... all just for me.

I immediately hugged her, tears falling on my cheeks.

"Albert?" she gasped in shock.

And as seconds passed by, she fell into my embrace, accepting my hug by also hugging me back.

After a few more seconds of hugging, I separated from her and looked her directly at the eyes.

"I tried calling you, what the hell happened, you were gone for days!" I demanded her, pretending to be unaware.

Her smile twitched at this, and it didn't go unnoticed.

After a few seconds or so, she managed to compose herself and answered me.

"I-I went with my friends on a trip, I'm sorry I didn't send you a message, it's because we decided it on the spot, not only that, the signal there was awful!"

I felt even more pity for her for lying at me, but I didn't show it.

"I see"

"Have you eaten yet?"

"Yes"

"Oh ok"

She lowers her head slightly.

This time, I can slightly see the bruise on her nape.

She noticed my gaze and immediately covered it with her hand.

"Accident, I trip on a stone." she lied.

I tried opening my mouth, but it seems I can't.

Why?

Why am I still so powerless until now? Unable to do anything.

It just...pisses me off.

But then, I suddenly remember something.

"Oh, uh Anna, did you happen to go inside my room?" I asked her.

"Hmm? no, why?"

"Nothing" I said before I started to make my way towards my room.

Opening the door, the mess I did awhile ago immediately greets me.

Looks like I have to clean this all up.

No complaining, since the most important thing right now is my sister in my home, safe and sound, it seems I also have to keep quiet about what happened to her.

This time, I can finally take a long nap, without having to worry about anything.

I then closed the door to my room and locked it, and immediately went straight to the bed.

Tomorrow, the real show begins.

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CHAPTER END!