The Angeles family is having a small celebration. They've invited some of their relatives, who lives nearby, to celebrate with them. It's the wedding anniversary of Chris' parents. Melissa handled the decoration of their garden, and she did an excellent job. Mark and Jeffrey sent their parents to do shopping and enjoy themselves. And when they got back, the guests has already arrived.
It was a small celebration, a close family only. Jeffrey hired a catering service to handle the food, Mark set up a sound system for the music. Chris was still asleep, and they were all aware that he went drunk last, again. Mark was worried about his brother. He's been coming home drunk almost ever night. Chris has a problem, he can feel it.
"Chris is still sleeping?" Mark asked Melissa.
"Yes. He's not doing well this past few days, Mark. I'm worried about him."
"So am I. Something's wrong."
"I will talk to him."
Mark nodde to Melissa. Their conversation was in
Oliver's POV"We have a missing woman in Normson City."One of our police officers announced. We were monitoring every missing woman in at city to ensure that if Theodore will strikes again, we would know. After he escaped prison, it's like we were just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Meaning, we are just waiting for another dead woman to turn up."How old? Victim's profile?" Chris asked."Twenty-two years old, business owner."Damn it! When Chris picked up his jacket, I too, did the same. The missing woman fits Theodore's victim profile. We have to check it out. Until Theodore Burnett was found, we can't ignore any possibility that he is killing again. For the past three weeks, we have been in constant communication with other cities in the region to gain access to their missing person's reports."Did you get the addressof the family?" I asked Chris."Yeah, I got it."Without wasting any precious time, Chris and I went to
Oliver's POV"We have a missing woman in Normson City."One of our police officers announced. We were monitoring every missing woman in at city to ensure that if Theodore will strikes again, we would know. After he escaped prison, it's like we were just waiting for the other shoe to drop. Meaning, we are just waiting for another dead woman to turn up."How old? Victim's profile?" Chris asked."Twenty-two years old, business owner."Damn it! When Chris picked up his jacket, I too, did the same. The missing woman fits Theodore's victim profile. We have to check it out. Until Theodore Burnett was found, we can't ignore any possibility that he is killing again. For the past three weeks, we have been in constant communication with other cities in the region to gain access to their missing person's reports."Did you get the addressof the family?" I asked Chris."Yeah, I got it."Without wasting any precious time, Chris and I went to
Every now and then, Theodore Burnett would go to the where he was born. There were so many memories on that place that most of the times, he wants to bury deep in his heart. But, sometime, like today, he wants to remember who he was, and how it all began.His condition made him interested in psychology. Though, not to the point that he wanted to make a degree out of it. He just wanted to learn enough to understand himself. But, no matter how hard he looked, nothing can actually explain what is really going on in his mind."This city hasn't change at all." Theodore whispered to himself. Everytime he visits the city, it's going back in time. Back when he was still young. That awkward teenager that doesn't fit in anything.He always felt like no one is better than him. That he's the best, and no one can compare to him. His narcissistic attitude made him an outsider. Every kids his age always avoid him. They don't even want to be in the same group as him in any kind
Last time I saw Mary Sue, she looks truly happy. That crushed all the courage that I had in me. I wanted to talk to her. Not to tell her that I love her, and make her choose, but to tell that I love her, and because of that I want to see her happy. Even though her happiness doesn't include me.But, when I saw her with her new boyfriend, it was more than enough for me to know that I don't have to talk to her at all. She's happy with her, and that's all that matters. I don't have to ruin anything by expressing how I really feel about her."Chris? Hi! How are you?" I wanted to be swallowed by the ground right about now. I had no idea that I'd bump int Mary Sue tonight. I just wanted to take a walk to clear my head."Mary, hi. I'm good, you?""I'm doing great. Hey, listen. I heard about what happened to Melissa. What she went through that night, and what she's been going through right now, that's not easy. I know how much you love her, and I'm happy to know t
Theodore woke up an intense headache. He can feel that is clothes is soaked with sweat, as well as his old worn out mattress. The last thing that he remembered from last night the ringing in his ears. It's like he had nightmare, only the feeling was too vivid.He can still feel joint pain, especially on his shoulder, but he feels better now. Finally, the fever already broke. Just by looking outside of the burned building he chose to stay for a while, it's almost nightfall. It's a good thing because he could finally get out to get some food, and steal some medicine for his shoulder pain.After realizing how much troubles he is in, Theodore learned how to play it smart. He only still little amount in every store to avoid attention. One box of medicine from a pharmacy, at least five different brand of canned goods from a grocery store. It's the only way for him to stay off the radar."Alright, time to find some food." As soon the night came, Burnett snuck out of th
After the incident at the hidden falls, my parents became more focus on taking care of Melissa. They never left the house after what happened. Even my brothers have been so obsessed about helping her. She's still locking herself inside her room, but she's eating with us now, which I consider as a good thing.Today is my rest day, and I decided to stay at home to help my famil with sister. I was trying to thing of the best thing to do for her, but my mind is coming up blank. We've done everything we can, and I'm losing my mind just for thinking. Finally, I decided to just make her something to eat."Mel, can I come in, please?" I made her chicken soup, and her favorite egg sandwich. It didn't take long for Melissa to open the door. She still looks like she's not getting enough sleep."Yeah, come in." Mel said in a weak voice."Mel, you're still not sleeping well, yet?""No, I'm still having those nightmares. Sometimes, I can't even sleep at all beca