All Chapters of Killer instinct- a tale of unspeakable horror: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

I was however still concerned by Anna’s words. About the rumors that I must have heard already that I actually didn’t have any knowledge of. She was still adamant that she didn’t meant what she said and that I should just let it go. I had to let it go, my performances and school work were already suffering and I wasn’t even sure whether or not I wanted to see Billy that day.

I obediently followed him, my hand in his as he led me towards my bed. I stopped and he turned around to look at me, wiping the tears that were running freely down my cheeks, his lips pressed into mine and I responded hungrily for a moment. Then with a sudden jerk of my body, I withdrew away from him, but he knew exactly how to touch me in the right places, he still kept me close. His face was lit with a puzzled look but he showed no trace of annoyance. He held me as close to him tightly as possible and I felt the bulge in his pants rising, hardening. He lifted me all the way to the bed and laid my body on the bed. I let Billy Anderson make lo

The night seemed to be longer than normal but eventually, dawn broke and the new day greeted us with warm winter rays. I was still overwhelmed by everything that Billy poured out on to me the night before and it was too evident. Billy suggested that we both needed to loosen up and he picked Sandton as the therapeutic destination. I welcomed the idea wholeheartedly as I knew that he wasn’t going back to the lecturer. Spending time together increased my chances and the fact that he finally confided in me made the relationship a real one. For a few hours, I wasn’t at all concerned about Billy’s troubles; I was too busy enjoying

Without any hesitation, I gave him the go-ahead. I wanted him to live his life without having to look behind his back. A life without Naledi’s obnoxious threats. Yes I never got time to study the girl, but what Billy had poured out to me was more than enough for me to dislike her even further. The drive to town was a very quiet one, but the loud beating of my heart was audible. Even with the encouraging rage, there was a lot of room for fear. I was about to end somebody’s life, I had to be frightened.

I raced back to the kitchen and looked for a dry dish towel. I found it in one of the drawers and with it, I wiped everything that I touched. I wiped everything, the counter top, the door knob as well as the key, the taps and the tub. Everything that had my prints, I wiped thoroughly. Except for Naledi and Sharon. I didn’t try wiping them because it was pointless. No matter how hard I would’ve have tried, it wouldn’t remove the fact that I killed two innocent people. They were only guilty because they were beautiful and they had everything I didn’t. Also because Sharon disliked me and Naledi was a threat to my happiness