Killing Heather

Chapter 20

Light bursts in from the open door at the top of the stairs with the dark silhouette of a woman breaking the blinding light. Her figure descends the steps and flicks the switch of the lights into the upward position. I wince and shudder from the harsh change in brightness.

“How… how long..”

“Don’t speak.” Her voice is dead cold.

I look up and she is cutting the ropes securing my wrists to the water pipe I’ve been tied to. As soon as the ropes loose; I collapse to the ground. My arms are far to weak to move, let alone catch my fall. I smash my face against the pavement and lay there helpless, weak and broken.

“Three days.” She spoke with the warmth on a freezer.

I make my best attempts to lift my head from the concrete, but fail.

“Do you want to die?” She spoke down to me almost lording over me

“Yes.. I deserve it.”

She crouches down next to me. As i am laying with my cheek against the ground all i can see are her legs and knees bent over me, towering like a statue.

“So tell me why you did what you did to me.” Her voice was stern and forceful.

I had no other answer than the answer i provided her last time.

“I.. I didn’t mean to… It felt like a dream, like i was possessed. I told you.”

She stood up and immediately took a few paces back and forth.

“Why wont you die?”

“What?” I was astonished but it only really shocked me.

“You’ve been down here for days, and I just wanted so badly to come down and find you dead. I want you dead. I hope you know that. With my entire being I want you to die.”

She pauses, and comes closer again, kneeling

“But Im not a monster like you. So I’m not going to kill you. Even though every single fiber in my body tells me to. You deserve to live with what you did to me.”

She stands up and steps back towards a cabinet next the the landing of the stairs.

I begin to get feeling back in my arms. My hands are a deep purple as i pull them under myself, and prop myself into a sitting position. I slide backwards and sit up against the same pipe i had just been tethered to. For three days according to her…

She grabs something off the cabinet, puts in on the floor and slides it over to me with a sharp motion. The sound of the plastic plate across the hard concrete was like music to my ears as i saw the fixture of food that she had prepared for me.

“ theres a bathroom and a shower down here. “

She said as she began her ascent up the steps towards the rest of the house.

She left the light on as she passes by and then disappears through the doorway.

After the door closes I can hear the the sound of four large heavy lock bolts slam shut and echo down the stairwell, followed by the sounds of chains rattling the outside of the door.