Chapter 5 : Be quiet

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Kornelius's POV I woke up on the couch with my vision blurred, Jacob stood above me holding out painkillers in his hand and a cup of tea. I quickly sat up. Then he sat next to me and said, “That’s what you get for feeding me human flesh, and keeping it in my own fridge? You aren’t even the least bit slick.” I moved my mouth to respond. Then he said, “It’s okay, I know what you are going to say, I am definitely sorry Jacob, I’ll make dinner to make up for it and you’ll proceed to feed me human flesh.” *I sighed* And said while laughing, “Well do you want me to cook you dinner though?” Jacob punched my shoulder, hard. “I am cooking food in this house from now on but yours did taste good,” Jacob said. I took the painkillers and laid back on the couch, placing my feet across Jacob’s thighs. Jacob stood up abruptly, removing my legs from his thighs. I found myself sleeping off and waking up around midnight. I stood up frantically but I felt really drowsy. After a few moments of realization, I knew Jacob drugged my tea. I searched for my phone and couldn’t find it, so I then yelled for Jacob. Jacob then approached me with my phone, and said, "Is this what you’re looking for?" I quickly snatched my phone from his hands. I looked at my phone and at the time I saw I had six missed calls from Alexandra. I was scared, I was having second thoughts also, I felt history was repeating itself. I then hopped into my car as fast as I could, speeding home. I got home and quickly removed the gun I had in my car, preparing myself to stand toe to toe with a supposed killer I assumed. I moved into the house slowly, pointing my gun. I searched the whole house. I went to the bathroom and I saw Alexandra. She stood before me sobbing. I looked at her hand. She was holding a knife. I started to sweet talk her. “ Alexandra, what’s wrong relax and talk to me?” *She continued to cry* And then she mumbles, “I hate you. Why would you kill an innocent girl? She was just a kid.” “ You didn’t even think about telling me, Kornelius. You are a monster,” she said, while walking towards me with the knife in her hand. I stepped back in fear. “ Alexa, look, I’m sorry it was a misunderstanding. Let me explain,” I said. * she wiped her snot on her sleeve* “ Kornelius, I went to Jacob’s house to borrow his engine oil. From his garage, then I saw the fridge. It looked abandoned, but I had the intention to trade it in a pawn shop since it wasn't in use." “ I lifted the lid of the fridge to check the condition and I saw a head. I screamed, then Jacob came and asked me what the matter was, then he told me everything. Everything you made him do, starting with your plan, then making him kidnap innocent kids. Kids Kornelius, Kids???" *She sniffles* "Wait Alexa, it really isn't what you think it is," I said while my heart was racing. “Just shut up, Kornelius, you are truly a monster. I made Jacob drug your tea too. I can’t let a monster like you roam free.” She said as she took steps closer to me. She charged at me with the knife, unaware of the gun in my hands. *pow! pow!* I shot at her while a tear rolled down my face, then and there I realized I had truly become a monster. I bent to check her pulse, but she was already dead. I aimed exactly for her artery. I took the knife that her hand was still slightly gripped on and began to slaughter her. I put the pieces of her body in a bag and drove to a lake, while spreading across each piece of her body. I did not feel an ounce of guilt, I couldn’t tell Jacob what I had done either. I drove back home, took her phone and sent a suicide message to her most important contacts, even to myself. I forged her handwriting and wrote a suicide note, making it seem like she had written it to me. I put her phone in a plastic bag and smashed it. I ringed Jacob on my cell, sobbing. Something I would never be caught doing. I didn’t confront him because of the fact he told Alexandra everything. I acted like I was in total pain. “Jacob, Alexandra is dead. I found a suicide note on the bed,” I said in fake sorrow. *Jacob gasps* “Dead? What, Alexa can’t be dead. She was very outgoing. Did you have a hand in it?" Jacob asked. I went silent then I realized Jacob was not buying it, and he definitely knew I had killed her. I knew I had to act fast before he told anyone. I planned to take him down the following night. I packed weapons and equipment that would help me in the slaughter. It then reached the next night. I masked up. In all black, I broke into his house while he was fast asleep and butchered him in cold blood. I sat beside him and sobbed because he was the only one who truly understood me, and now he’s just dead, and it’s all my fault. I took his head and kept it in my freezer, at least that gave me a memory of him. I took his body parts and scattered them across multiple water bodies. I acted like I was in total pain. “Jacob, Alexandra is dead. I found a suicide note on the bed,” I said in fake sorrow. *Jacob gasps* “Dead? What, Alexa can’t be dead. She was very outgoing. Did you have a hand in it?" Jacob asked. I went silent then I realized Jacob was not buying it, and he definitely knew I had killed her. I knew I had to act fast before he told anyone. I planned to take him down the following night. I packed weapons and equipment that would help me in the slaughter. It then reached the next night. I masked up. In all black, I broke into his house while he was fast asleep and butchered him in cold blood. I sat beside him and sobbed because he was the only one who truly understood me and now he’s just dead, and it’s all my fault. I took his head and kept it in my freezer, at least that gave me a memory of him. I took his body parts and scattered them across multiple water bodies. … Two weeks later… I dressed up looking very cooperative, even shaving my overgrown beards. I walked into the firm Alexa worked at to apply for the position of a detective in person, and asked to see the boss. I was accompanied to her office by her assistant. I got t her office and stared at her, wondering what to say. “Hello mrs uhm” “It’s not Mrs., it's Judge Mashlati, you may have a seat,” she said. “Thank you Judge,” I said in embarrassment. “You must be Mr Jones applying for the detective position, right?” I stretched out my hand to shake her and she didn’t take my hand. I then withdrew my hand, saying, “Nice to meet you, Judge Mashlati.” She looked at my file in confusion and looked back at me. “Something looks fishy,” she said. I stared at her, already shaking. *She looked at me in shock* “Your last name is Jones? Your father was tried for the murder of my daughter two decades ago, Mr Jones." She said in shock. I froze.
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