I sighed turning over listening to the metal bed frame creek and snap as I moved my bones cracking as I moved I sighed getting up and walking into my little flat. My little bedroom had only my bed and the boxes with my clothes, the living room was open plan with a little kitchen all of it basic and uninteresting but I didn't care I was far away from Arthur and that's all that mattered I did have another room but I kept it locked as it was just a spare room, I heard my alarm going off on my new phone I had a new phone now and a new number my whole life had to be changed in hope that Arthur wouldn't be able to find me. I got dressed and grabbed my bag locking up the flat
“Morning” I heard to my side I jumped it was the boy next door he was just an average guy from what I could tell with thick curly brown hair he smiled to me, he seemed sweet enough he always speaks when he sees me in the halls of the apartment block
“morning” I nod going off down the staircase all the way down the five floors down to the street level, it was about a ten minute walk to work from my new flat I grabbed a coffee on the way. I felt relaxed like I was safe for the first time in months I smiled at the girls as I got into work going back to my desk and starting on paperwork and such like. By the time I had finished up my coffee I heard the squeaking wheel of the mail cart coming up from downstairs “Morning Jenny” I smile as she pushed the cart
“Ohh morning Miss Warren” she smiles “Post for you” she smiled getting a box from under her cart and sitting it on my desk
“This is all for me?” I ask and she nods before pushing the little squeaking cart off to the rest of the bank I opened the box and it was filled to the brim with letters they had been printed I grabbed the one on the top addressed to Miss Felicity Warren I opened it with my little letter opener on my desk and read it seemed like nonsense none of it made any sense just words no sentences or anything just random words I opened a few more and they where all like this? What on earth is going on? When I noticed in the middle of the nonsense was just
“I'm Coming For You Darling”
maybe it was a mistake or something? A coincidence given the nonsense? Or maybe... it was him.
I put them all back in the box and did my work until I got time on my lunch break so I took the box to the station and gave it to Peter I explained what I thought and he wanted to take it and look into it for me so I went home and started cooking up some pasta for dinner humming my little tune till it was interrupted by a little tapping on my door
“Who is it?” I ask
no answer replied I went to the door assuming it would be peter or something? But knowone there I opened the door and there was a little parcel on my doorstep dam delivery men never knock twice never give you chance to open the door I was expecting a few bits a couple things I got online for the new flat and all I tried to pick it up but it was so heavy! That doesn't make sense I just bought little things? Maybe they have a lot of packing in or something, I dragged the box in enough to shut my door and I got my little knife starting to cut open the plastic and tape on the box I suddenly smelt something as I undid tape not that normal china or warehouse scent you get from online orders a strange metallic smell the whole smell made me feel a little sick the more I got into opening the box till I cut the last bit of tape letting the cardboard open. I almost screamed but I was sick throwing up onto the carpet I pushed the box as far to the door as I could backing far away from it till I hit the wall on the other side of my flat the box tipped as it hit the door tipping forward. A severed Head still dripping with blood and a few little flies around it I grabbed my phone from my pocket and rang peter
“Felicity? I was just about to call you” He says “is something wrong?” he asks
“Yeah.. yeah something's a little wrong,” I tell him almost being sick again looking at those dead eyes looking at me
“I'll be over, two minutes” he says before he hung up after a minute or so of looking a that blood covered face I moved closer to the box in the hope of tapping it so it would go back how it was so I didn't have to look at it I tapped it and it did fall back the way it was before and I noticed a little bit of paper in a small bag to keep it from the blood I grabbed a pair of my washing up gloves so I could give it to Peter when he got here and get the fingerprints off it, I opened it and read the little note
“Pretty boy wasn't he? So sweet and kind to my darling? Humm, He screamed so much and begged for his life cried for his mother! Your Mine Darling don't forget it
Love Arthur X”
I knew it was him only he would do something so horrible, the poor boy from next door, he did nothing wrong all he said was morning! He didn't even know me yet! And now he's dead. There was a knock on the door
“It's open” I sigh and Peter came in
“I came as fast as I could what's?” he asks as he saw the box “Oh Shit!... give me a moment felicity I'll call the team in” he says starting to ring in someone I sat on my little kitchen table and he came sitting with me “Given the situation, you're taking this well” He says
“I didn't know him too well, after everything I've seen in my life ahead in a box is a shock sure but... I'll get over it” I sigh trying to pick up my glass of water even it I was shaking all over the place so I put it down again “How did Arthur know where I was?” I ask
“No idea, we didn't even use your real name in your files at the station. We changed your phone? How did he know to come after that boy?” he asked
“...Work?” I ask
“what?” he asked
“Work? I still work at the same place, is it possible he could have gone and waited for me at work and followed me home? To know where I was?” I ask him
“It's likely,” he says as some people arrived they had bags and cleaning stuff they took the box away peter filled in some paperwork with them and they left again Peter coming back to sit with me “I'm worried for ya felicity, worried your not safe anywhere,” he says
“I don't think I am, But I'll be alright” I smile
“You're sure?” he asks and I nod “Alright, Call me if anything happens, Anything at all as small as another letter or a big as someone following you home no matter what is it call me,” he says
“I will peter” I smile
“Alright, Have a nice night felicity” he says giving my head a kiss and going off back to his car I locked up the house and had my dinner I cleaned up a where I threw up earlier and went to bed I laid listening to the wind outside I felt sometimes when I closed my eyes like there was a voice on the wind his voice calling me, searching for me I felt my scar Burn he was thinking about me. Like wherever he was he was thinking of me making my scar burn and swell. I sighed trying not to think about it taking a few painkillers and getting to sleep.
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