You Must Love Me

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Nick I was right, she was Vanessa. Oh my god, that girl is even more messed up than I could ever imagine. I was wondering, how she got from that madhouse of hers, but I knew it would be a stupid thing to stay there and ask her that. I had to get out of there, call Drake and guys from the force and get her behind bars, so she could cool off, before they take her back to the asylum, where she belongs. I quickly got up and headed to the door. But she guessed where I was going, she jumped quickly in front of me and threatened me. “Come on, let me go. You know I do not hit women, but I am afraid, I will, if you don’ let me go…” I tried to play the same game. She laughed and didn’t move a bit. “You’ve hurt me so many times, Nick. And you don’t even know it. But now it’s time to change the roles. I am afraid I am the one, who’s gonna hurt you this time… “ She stomped on my foot again. “But you’ll see, it’s for your own good, sweetie. Be a good boy and go back to the living room, before I get mad for real,” she said, so I nodded with my head and pretended that I would go back with her. But then I headed to the door instead. Locked… As if she knew that this was gonna happen. That’s so spooky. Oh no, she’s coming to me. Quick, Nick, come on, do something…. *** Vanessa That son of a b**ch really wanted to run away from me… And what’s worse? He was willing to even fight with me. He was twitching my arms, so I couldn’t hit him with anything. It was all very quick and messy, but I know I got closer to him and bit him, but he still didn’t let go of me. He was looking for my keys the whole time and when he found them in one of the pockets of my coat on the hanger, he harshly pushed me away, so he could unlock the door and get away. Too bad for him that I was prepared even for this. I had one quite a massive statue, just by the door and shoe rack. Too light to kill somebody, but heavy enough to get you unconscious. Don’t ask me, how I know… I hit Nick’s head with it and he ended up on the floor immediately. “Poor little Nickie, I am so sorry, but it has to be done. Don’t worry, I am going to nurse you back to health soon.” But of course, not right away. I had to act fast in case he would wake up. I mean, he’s a strong guy and he probably didn’t even taste my special tea with tranquilizers in it. But I was ready for all this – I got some more and mixed it with water and put it down his throat. To be sure, he doesn’t wake up, before the pills kick in, I used a little chloroform on him. And I took care of his head wound, it was nothing big, but I cleaned the wound and wrapped it around with a bandage. Then I could move to next part of my plan – get him to our new house, where everything was already prepared for the new chapter of our life. The new beginning. Getting him there, in this state, that was the trickiest part. But I already had thought about everything beforehand. I needed to call Tony. Before I quit my job, I talked to my boss Tony few times and when I did my job right and didn’t screw thing around, he was actually a pretty decent and nice guy. So it was a piece of cake to tell him that my boyfriend Nick is an alcoholic and has a really bad temper. At first I told him all this only to cover my mistake, when I once came late for my shift. I explained that he got drunk again and refused to let me go to work. He bought it… He was even worried about me and kept giving me advice to let ‘the bastard’ go and find somebody better. That one time Nick went to the diner, Tony kept staring at him and it almost seemed he could realize that I told him a big pile of bulls***. But I managed to act like Nick was forcing me to serve him before the other guests (of course he didn’t and I only wanted to make him happy), but begged Tony to not to go talk to him, because that would mean a problem for me, because Nick would get mad. “He’s been calm for so long now, I am just worried that it could get worse quickly. Maybe he would beat me up…” So, Tony bought that too. And when I quit, I explained to Tony that Nick does not want me to work. And now, after all these lies, I dialed Tony’s number and when he answered, I started to fake crying and told him: “Oh, it’s terrible, he got drunk again… So much, he can’t even get up. I need to take him home, but I can’t do it alone, so I don’t know what to do….” And he offered to help me… So, I dragged Nick at least on the hall and waited for Tony to come. Together we got Nick to his car. Piece of cake, really. Of course, I couldn’t let Tony help me all the way to my new house, because I didn’t want anybody to know where to find me. So, getting to the suburbs was really a struggle – I had to drive there and then get Nick from the car in the garage to the basement. He’s really a strong man, so quite heavy - it wasn’t easy, but I couldn’t ask for help, because you can't just knock at the neighbors’ house and ask them to help you kidnap somebody, drag him to the basement and tie him up down there. I am not that stupid... Luckily I was able to get Nick there by myself. I had already prepared a bed for him beforehand, so all I had to do was ditch him there and make sure he wouldn't be able to escape when he will wake up. I used rope for his legs but his own police handcuffs on hands. I feel bad a little, because it’s gonna hurt after a while, but it has to be done. It’s safer this way and I have to do a lot of stuff now, so I can’t really babysit Nick all day – although I am already looking forward to it – only couple more days and then we can be together all day long and all night long… I can’t watt. But first things first, I have to take some stuff from Nick’s apartment, especially clothes – I mean, I love his style, so why would I change it, right? Plus, I really want to take care of him, I am not really a mean kidnapper… I just know that it is the best way for him to finally understand that I am the only woman for him. I also have to contact his station and try to make it seem like Nick went on vacation and didn’t mention it before… maybe they will even fire him for it, but I just have to make sure that they don’t report him as a missing person, that would be very inconvenient for me right now. They could find us thanks to tracking down his car – so I should sell it, but that’s not gonna happen instantly. Ok, better get to work quickly, so I can get back home sooner. *** Nick Oh god… my head hurts like crazy. What have I done? Did I drink that much last night? I wanted to touch my head and rub the spot, where I felt the pain the most, but then I realized I couldn’t reach it. My hands were stuck… I opened my eyes, or at least I thought so… but nothing. I couldn’t see anything, so I started wondering, if I have gone blind, or I am just having a bad dream… Oh man, I am an expert on having nightmares. I had really bad one right before… Natalia revealed herself as Vanessa and then attacked me… Oh my god, that wasn’t a dream, was it? Did she really smash my head with something heavy? That would explain the pain. But what happened then? Where am I? Why can’t I move? Oh f**k, this is not good. Not good at all.
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