Ep2: THE LIST

Outside of my apartment, the weather was dark filled with heavy clouds pouring down rain like it was weeping on my behalf.

Coming out of the shower, I look at the room filled with blood stains and broken bottles. I smile at myself as I assemble the broken pieces on the floor. The blood.....yes the blood is no more than my own. This is where I inflicted on myself various cuts in order to erase the pain I had gone through from loving and not been loved in return.

I walk stalk ***** to the broken chair and table, sitting on it and holding the chair with my hands carefully in order not to loose balance. Carefully taking out my diary, I open a blank page and began to write names.........Damon....yes....Jude.....ohhh.....Thomas.....Daniel...arrrrghhhhh.....with so much anger and great pain I hold my head to withstand myself from going maniac. I laugh at the new me and smile at the names on the paper. I write more till I am filled with satisfaction. These are the architects of my death....., the predators of my ruined life. Now it's time to pay back with no sentiments or conscience attached.

I stand from the chair picking up a broken piece of glass gathered by me, looking at the reflection of my face. My face looks different from my real face. I smile at my new found look with gratitude in my heart that the Gods were in support of my plan. They knew I had suffered greatly and so gave me a new look. I don't care if it's another body with a whole new mystery to discover I only care of my revenge.