Deadly Obsession

Chapter 7

"Well, to tell you honestly... I know nothing and I am not a killer."

"We also do not believe that you are the killer, Ms. Blackthorn. Anyway, I am detective Ashley Greene and this is chief inspector William Robinson." The woman said.

"We came not just for that but also to inform you about the death of Mr. Ethan Trent and Ms. Anna Kent." chief inspector Robinson said.

"What are you talking about?" I said in disbelief.

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"What Mr. Robinson is saying is that Mr. Trent and Ms. Kent were found murdered on a bathtub on motel Eros about seven kilometers from here." Detective Greene said and stared at my eyes. "They were stabbed repeatedly and investigations were still going on. We also found a two stalks of Lavender and a parchment of paper containing this note on the bathroom floor of the crime scene."

She handed me a zip lock bag containing a parchment paper soaked with blood. I have a great feeling on whose blood is used in making this letter and I feel like screaming.I almost gagged but I kept myself from vomiting and read the letter which was written using blood.

Dearest Helena,

Gone are these people who made you feel dirty a while ago. I hope you like my second gift to you.

-Your lover

I froze after reading the blood written letter. "I know nothing. I went straight home after Nathan poured a pail full of pig's blood on me." I don't know how I managed to say it coolly as if being soaked in that filthy pig's blood is nothing.

"Oh baby..." I faintly heard my mother and I suddenly found myself being enveloped in her warm hug.

"Helena!" I suddenly heard Michael's voice and I turned around just in time to see him entering our house. He looked so worried and pale that dark suspicions suddenly crept on my mind.

Could he be....?

No. I silently shook my head. He will never do that. Michael is know on our school as a very gentle person. He can never do those vile acts.

"What are you doing here?" I asked him suspiciously.

"He followed me of course. That is because he learned that I am going to see my girlfriend." I gritted my teeth when I saw Julian walking towards us like he owned our house.

But this guy could. I know how evil he is. But why would he do such things?

"Young Mr Ashcroft and Mr Sinclair. What could possibly be the reason why both of you are here?" CI Robinson frowned at the two.

"Well, as I've told you earlier... I'm visiting my girlfriend." Julian drawled and looked at me darkly as if he is saying: You'll regret it even more if you disobey me.

Goddammit. I wish you were the one that was killed. I may even thank the killer for the sweet act.

"You are not his boyfriend, Julian. Stop the acts." Michael said angrily.

"But that is true. I am Helena's boyfriend. Is that right, Helena?" Julian smirked.

I stood silent.

"If you are her boyfriend, then you may be in grave danger. I am praying that this will not happen, but why is it that you seem to be in a perfectly good shape. Based on the letters that Miss Blackthorn received, this killer seemed to be very possessive towards her. He or she even killed those people who are even considered just playground bullies." Detective Greene stared at Julian.

"Playground bullies?! They are evil! What they did to Helena is despicable. I can't believe such high school students like them can do that horrible act. That is against the human rights." Michael glared at the woman.

"I can fight for myself. I know how to fight and I can hire bodyguards that can watch over me every single second of my life. But of course I would never do that. How about you? You seem to declare undying love for this girl in here. Can you protect yourself from the killer? I know how much of a wimp you are. Oh... You may not even need to protect yourself from the killer because... You can be the killer himself." He said, grinning maliciously. "I know how possessive you can be because we almost practically live at the same house. But then you're a wimp."

"You know that I am not capable of such accusations, cousin." Michael spat the last word as if it is poison. "Maybe, it is you who are the killer. I know how insane you are anyway. Maybe you are the wimp one. Trying to bully other people because you are sick of your life, You would have let those students do many vile things to Helena if I did not intervene with your bullying and ask you to stop them. We practically lived at the same house anyway." He said, mimicking Julian's earlier remarks.

"Stop it kiddos!" CI Robinson shouted and both of the boys shut up but they were still glaring at each other.

(Someone's POV)

How dare he?! How dare this f*****g asshole tell me that I'm a wimp! Hah! If he just knew how I killed those two weaklings while they are humping each others like the pigs that they are. I hid my smirk as I remembered how I killed the morons that ridiculed my princess earlier.

Flashback:

I immediately excused myself from everyone and pretended that I am going to the loo but I secretly tailed the couple that ruined my day by soaking my darling with filthy pig's blood. It should be them that is soaked with that blood and not my Helena. I rode my red Ferrari and waited for them at the secluded part of the road. I saw them mount Ethan's old motorcycle and decided to follow them.

They stopped on a cheap motel placed on the outskirts of Jacksonville. Their hands were practically over each other's body by the time that they reached their small room so the did not notice me following them.

I snorted in disgust when they started f*****g each other like there's no tomorrow. Both of them entered the bathroom and the next thing that I heard were grunts and moans coming out of their filthy mouths. I took out a small bread knife that I found on the kitchen area of this small motel room and crept inside the bathroom area. I saw them on the tub, with Ethan on the top and Anna underneath him. Both moaning with pleasure. I raised my knife and plunged it into Ethan's back just as Anna opened her eyes and screamed.

I laughed out loud as I repeatedly stabbed her boyfriend in front of her. It's my turn to moan in pleasure now.Then I stabbed her on her throat and chest too and I left them on the tub, soaked with their own filthy blood. I wrote my note on a small piece of parchment that I am carrying using their blood. Then I went out on the window and raced my way in here.

Ah... Helena... If you just know who I am. What could be your reaction?