7 Nothing but my past.

The blood on the concrete floor started to dry. After a long while, Alex Fraser thought to himself. "What have I done?" He was lost, his anger had taken over him completely, and before he calms down. He had realised what he had done.

Melanie's body lay cold on the ground, with her legs spread eagle wide, there was plenty of semen dripping outside of her vagina. Alex had used her body many times for a while as his mind was blank. Yet, now he finds himself disgusted by his action.

The chains on his hands were attached, and it was a good length. To escape from here, he looked around. "Where are the goddamn keys!?" After searching for a long time. Alex was annoyed and angry. He was mad, as he grabbed the whip from the floor, and started to whip her body.

"WHERE THE FUCK IS THE KEY!" Alex screamed as he continued to whip her lifeless body.

The smirk on her face remains although she is indeed dead. However, inside Alex's mind, he could hear her laughing. "Shut up! Shut up! Tell me where are the fucking keys!"

Alex knew that Melanie was no longer alive. Still, the resentment he has for her was so great. He treated her body like she was still alive. The penis plug was stuck inside her chest. It remains there until he removed it.

The endless search for an exit had turn him tired and thirsty. Alex had been starved for a while, he barely had anything to eat. The blood oozed out of her chest as he removed the tool. Alex lowered himself to drink her blood.

Although, it seems to be awhile, in truth it was only two hours since she was killed. Her blood have not coagulate and it easily flow out of her. The more he stabs her the more blood flows out. For survival he drank her blood.

Alex rested for a bit to regain his strength. At first, he wanted to chop off his hands and feet but, what would be the use for that? Alex looked around for something small, so that he could pick the lock. The penis plug in his hand was thin, perhaps it would fit?

After struggling to pick-lock the locks, it finally opens up. "It works!" Alex was relief as he breath out. Quickly he unlock his hands and feet.

The exit is right in front of him, and he was in a rush to get the hell out of here, he tried to open up. It was locked. "Bitch!" He cursed. He hoped to be able to do the same thing to the doorknob and started to pick-lock. However, suddenly he heard something.

It was a small little laughter in his head. "You think you can escape from here?"

Quickly, Alex turned back to look. There was nobody. No one, nothing at all. The voice once again and asked him. "Can you hear me?" Then it laughs.

"Who the fuck are you!" Alex screamed, he wasn't scared, yet he was still frighten by the familiar voice.

"It's me. Melanie." The voice became clear, and it was like she was standing next to him. However, he knew it was just his imagination. Alex struggles and struggles to get the doorknob to unlock, then finally he pulled the doorknob, and it opens.

The moment he opened up he found a stairwell leading up. Alex grabbed onto the penis plug in his hand, thinking that perhaps there might be other locks he can use it to pick-lock with.

Alex runs his way up, it wasn't long, but it was dark for twenty seconds. Then he pushed the top opened, and peak his head through. There was no one in sight. After making sure there was no one, he climbed out.

Alex know this place, it was the inside of Melanie's house. The secret basement was hidden in her closet. The floor can be lifted up and Alex was surprised to see himself inside of Melanie's room.

It was familiar to him because he had came in here once. It was after their fourth date together. Melanie invited him inside for dinner, and she cooked him steak. It was delicious, and to his surprised she asked him if he wanted to see her room.

It was here that Alex had made out with her for a long while, she got him so hard just from kissing him. Nevertheless, they didn't have sex. Melanie told him she wasn't ready yet. So he went home that night.

Alex let out a chuckle. He looked around the house for his clothes. However, he can't find any. The time was 3:00 PM. At first, Alex thought about calling the police, yet. It would be unwise as he had killed her, fuck her, and drank her blood.

What could he do? Hide the evidence? Alex became frustrated as he can't think of what to do. A dead body that he had fucked, and he was still naked with nothing to wear. How is he going to explain to the police?

Alex desperately needed to cover himself up. He needed to search for shreds of evidence. He openly explores the Melanie's home knowing that she lived alone. His only choice is to wear a bathrobe to cover himself.

Alex savages through her drawers and found her diary and her car keys. Also, pictures. There were lots of photos of these men who were victims. He found pieces of evidence of her killing. "Yes!"

Alex looked for a phone and finally dial 911. Alex waited for a while before the police came and showed them the evidence. Melanie Hart was the real murderer. Alex self-dense leads to her death. If he didn't, he would have been the next victim.

The case closed. However, Alex Fraser remained haunted by her. Melanie was someone he could never forget, and because of her. Alex never start a relationship after that. Two years had passed by, and still. Alex remained single. Only until he met a woman by the name, Lauren Stevens.