Jackie The Ripper

Chapter 8

    We moved all of our stuff in a few hours. I had told Mr. Knight about what had happened and how scared I was for my children's safety. So we hurried and moved everything. Which we didn't own a lot in the first place. Thomas was a big help too. The poor child had been through so much and I wasn't helping the situation. After everything was moved in Mr. Knight headed into work and I stayed close to the kids. 

    Thomas had a big smile on his face as he played with Emily. She could sit up on her own at this point. Thomas gave her the teddy bear his parents had given him as a child. I loved these to you much. I just needed to get everything ready for the new baby. This was scary this go round. What if Jack came back? 

    He might hurt the kids because he thinks I'm a w***e. I didn't deserve for him to say that. Then I end up being with him intimately. Did I love him? No, this is just something that has happened. It was a mistake, but I love my children. That was worth every second of it. I didn't love him, it was just the hit of passion. As handsome as he was, he was still a serial killer. I had given it up for over a year.

    Thomas looked up at me with concern. "Aunt Jackie, are you okay?" "Yeah honey. I'm okay." "You look tired. Why don't you go to bed?" "You feel like looking after Emily?" "Of course." 

"Okay Thomas, you come straight to me if you hear a weird noise okay?" "Yes ma'am. Goodnight Aunt Jackie." "Goodnight Thomas." 

    I headed to my new room. It was a lot bigger than the other house. I laid on the bed, hoping to get some rest. My mind wouldn't shut off. All I kept thinking about was, what if Jack hadn't left? What if he comes back to hurt the kids, over tries to hurt the people around us again? There were so many things going through my head. So there wasn't much sleep for me this night. 

    I laid there for hours. Then I heard a small knock at my door. I sat up to see Thomas walking into the room. "Is something wrong Thomas?" "No, well I had a nightmare. So I think it would be something wrong." "You want to tell me about it?" "I just had the dream about the night we got home from the park." I saw the tears running down his small face. I wrapped my arms around him as he silently cried. 

    We must have fallen asleep, because I was woken up by the sun shining in my eyes. Little Thomas was in the bed with me. Cuddled up to a pillow. I need to get him a teddy bear, maybe that will help him. I snuck out of the bed so I could get some water. It was just in time to see Mr. Knight. "Good morning sir. Would you like some coffee?" "That would be great, thank you." I fixed us both some coffee, I'm not usually a coffee drinker, but I figured it would help so that way I would seem like I had slept a bunch.

    "How do the children like it here?" "Thomas has been having fun, Emily seems to enjoy it too." "You on the other hand are still worried aren't you?" "Yes, very much so. I'm scared he will come back to hurt the children. He threatened them once. Who's to say he won't act on it?" "We will just have to keep the kids safe as much as we can." "Thank you for all of this." "You don't have to thank me. You guys will be the family I always wanted."

    I gave a smile. He made me feel like I had a father for once in my life. "Excuse me sir. I'm going to go get ready for the day." "You know Jackie, you are like a daughter to me. You don't have to call me sir. How about father?" "That sounds great. No one will say anything about us living here if they think that you are my father." "That's true. So go get ready for the day." I smiled and headed to my room to see Thomas waking up. "Well good morning there little Thomas. How would you like to go to the park today?" 

    He sat up quickly looking like he was ready to jump up and down on the bed. "Well go get ready. I'll get Emily and we will go to the park. He rushed out of the room. I laughed to myself. Maybe today would be a good day. I put on my favorite dress that hung loosely over me. I didn't like to look fancy out in public. I didn't want to draw attention to myself. 

    I went to get Emily. She was in the room across the hall. I opened the door to see the window open. The window shouldn't have been opened. I walked to the crib to see it empty with a note. I wanted to scream, but this just made me angry. I walked out of the room with the note. "Aunt Jackie, where is Emily?" "We aren't making it to the park." I said it so coldly I felt the chill down my spine. 

    I walked into the kitchen where Mr. Knight was still sitting and he knew something was wrong. "Jackie? What's going on?" "I need Thomas to stay with you. I don't need him to see what I'm going to go do." He gave me a nod as Thomas walked in the kitchen. I could tell he wanted to cry, but he didn't need to know that Jack had Emily.

    The note was clear. "Come alone to the park or your w***e baby gets her throat sliced." I walked into my room and dug through a box of stuff that I had from London. I had my whole outfit from when I would kill. All I was missing was the knife. I heard a knock and turned around quickly thinking it was Thomas, but it wasn't. 

    Mr. Knight handed me a knife. A large sharp knife. "Go get your daughter back and put an end to all this misery." I stood up and hugged him. "Thank you." "Don't thank me till he is dead and you have her back." I changed into my Jack the Ripper outfit. Even with the top hat. I looked around realizing it was starting to get dark. I hadn't realized how fast the day went by. Now it was time for me to head to the park and end all of this.