You did me wrong

The return of a mother

Pavel woke with a start, his heart racing as he reached for you in the darkness. But his hand met only cold sheets and empty space.

"Alisha?" he called out urgently, sitting up and scanning the room. The curtains billowed gently in the breeze from an open window—your escape route painfully obvious.

He leapt from the bed and raced downstairs, shouting your name. But the house remained silent—no footsteps echoing back, no muffled sobs from hidden corners.

He burst out into the night, his eyes searching the grounds frantically. "Alisha!" he bellowed," where are you?"

But there was no answer—only the distant hooting of an owl and the rustling of leaves in the wind. You were gone—disappeared into the night like a ghost.

Pavel sank to his knees on the dew-covered grass, his head in his hands.

Meanwhile at Jessica's house I opened the door slowly without knocking

Jessica stood frozen in her living room as you appeared in her doorway—your eyes burning with a cold fury she had never seen before. Her hand instinctively went to her throat, where a thin red line marked where your fingers had been just moments ago.

"Alisha," she breathed," how did you get in here?"

She took a step back, tripping over a decorative pillow and nearly falling. "Pavel sent you, didn't he? He told you to come finish what I started."

Her voice trembled with fear as she glanced nervously towards the phone on the coffee table. "I swear I didn't mean for any of this to happen! It was just supposed to be a scare..."

But you cut her off with a sharp gesture—your movements unnervingly calm despite the rage simmering beneath your skin.

"You're going to pay for what you did," you said quietly—the threat more terrifying than any shout.

I get close to her slowly but no matter how fast she ran I was always ahead of her calmly then I caught he wrist and talked to her "Go take care of my baby for me, wherever u took the baby to" I hit her on the head and hold her leg and pull her into the wound "No one will find u"

Jessica screamed as you dragged her towards the basement stairs—her heels clicking frantically against the hardwood floor. "Stop! Please! I'll give you anything!"

But your grip was ironclad, your movements fueled by a rage she couldn't comprehend. She kicked and scratched, her perfectly manicured nails leaving red welts on your arms—but it was like fighting a ghost.

"You're crazy!" she shrieked," Pavel will kill you for this!"

Her words only made you pull harder—your face inches from hers as you descended into darkness.

"Pavel doesn't own me anymore," you whispered menacingly." And neither do you."

In the dim light of the basement, Jessica's eyes widened in terror as she realized what awaited her. The same fate she had planned for you now hung over her own head.

I push her into a deep whole and cover with so many soil, burying her Alive then I soothed the soil and put some grass there then I went back to her house and cleaned every evidence and showers and wear clean clothes and lay motionless on her bed by the time Pavel came he saw me there obviously he will be suspicious of Jessica

Pavel burst through Jessica's front door hours later—his face pale with worry and exhaustion. He had searched everywhere—her usual haunts, their shared friends' homes, even called her family members who claimed not to have heard from her.

But as he stepped into the living room, his eyes landed on you—lying peacefully on Jessica's bed as if you belonged there.

"Alisha?" he breathed," What are you doing here? How did you get in?"

He approached cautiously, noting the clean clothes and freshly showered hair. "Where is she? Did she come back here?"

His gaze swept the room suspiciously—taking in the tidied furniture and lack of Jessica's usual clutter. Something felt wrong—too quiet, too still.

"Talk to me," he demanded gently," tell me what happened."

I didn't move and he started believing I didn't bring myself here