I'll Kill You (Part 1)

Chapter 10 (The Break Down)

I arrived home, kicked my shoes off, and laid down on the couch. I wasn't meeting up with Johnson until she got off at 6. It was only 1pm. At this time. I decided, sense. I was so tired I was going to take a nap.

I laid there for 30 minutes debating in my mind If I was going to trust Johnson to show up. Or If I should arrive at her job before she got off to make sure she kept her on word on finishing this conversation. There was alot still not really understood, like why she did it in the first place.

I had ended up falling asleep. Not waking back up until 5pm. I grabbed my phone and texted Johnson to see if we were still on for tonight. After sending the message I put my phone died and went to kitchen to make something to eat for dinner. I was starving honestly.

Johnson had texted me back 20 minutes later confirming she was still going to come to the house so we can finish having our conversation. I was happy she replied, but she has to get here before I assume that she will show up. I would never get my hopes up with Johnson.

Around 7pm I received a text from Johnson saying she was on the way. I shot up and cleaned up. I put hidden cameras throughout the house for proof and my protection. All I had to do was wait on Johnson.

Around 720pm, Johnson sent me a message saying she was outside. I went to my front door and opened it slowly. I watched her get out of her car nd walk towards my house with just her brief case and a bottle of wine. I welcomed Johnson in and motioned her to the couch behind me. I grabbed two glasses and sat across from her in living room.

"So let's get started shall we?" I asked Johnson. "Uhh yes let's." Johnson replied sitting herself up and opening the bottle of wine. "So why did you do all this?" I asked Johnson. "just like I told you, I didn't know how to become your friend." Johnson replied. "It has to be more to that story than just that for you to go

through all this trouble" I mentioned.

Johnson just stared at me with a blank stare. Probably trying to figure out what she was going to say. "You want me to be honest Tyler?" Johnson asked. "Well yes that's why we here" I replied.

Johnson reached for her purse and brief case. Before I could even think she whips out a gun and shoots me in the knee. "Ahhhh!" I yelled in pain as I fell to the floor. " For that time you got me in trouble b***h! or was that supposed to be forgotten?!" Johnson yelled as she questioned me and stood above me. "So you had to do all this Johnson?!" I asked in pain. "Yes!" Johnson shouted while shooting me in my other knee.

I screamed in amazing pain. I felt like I was going to die. I didn't know what the hell I was going to do. Then I remembered I had my pepper spray in my back pocket. While Johnson turned around to clean her gun I pulled out my spray when she turned back towards me I sprayed her holding down the button for 30 seconds. She screamed in pain falling down to the floor as well. I crawled over to the gun before she got herself together to grab it. I pointed it at her. My hands shaking and bloody from my wounds.

Johnson ran towards me and I pulled the trigger twice. She fell back to the floor and was still. I thought she had died. I dropped the gun and limp to the kitchen where my phone was to call the police. While on the phone Johnson comes behind me and shoots Me three time in the back. I drop the phone and slowly fall to my knees.

15 minutes later police show up. Blood all over the house. I had been in a comma for two months sense this had happened. Johnson was on the loose. She was wanted in 5 different states including mine. I was in protective care through the police. Afraid she may come back to finish the job.

She started to stalk me. It got so bad I had to quit my job and stay home most of the time. She stalked me for 10 years.

My kids was alot older now. I'd have them go grocery shopping. She didn't know what my kids look like. I deleted all my social media. My parents moved to a different house so did i. I didn't want Mt family in any danger.

On the 11th year in hiding. Johnson pops back up. Only this time, Someone wasn't going to make it out this battle alive.