CHAPTER 6- Wilted Rose

“This is absolutely amazing!” Lizzie muffled, taking a huge bite of her pizza. The cheesy pizza looked gross. I was still baffled at the supplies Jason and Conner had bought from the store. He had bought six pairs of Santoku Knives. Those knives looked expensive. They also bought gloves, a face mask, big black trash bags and bleach. A lot of bleach. I stared at the items splattered on Jason’s white rug, speechless. Until Ezra spoke up “Guys, I think today we should do it. Because, Audrey is traveling tomorrow for 2-3 days. My cousin saw that she had booked a flight. It would be dangerous if we keep this on hold for that long” Ezra looked worried. Before I could think my brain said it all for me. “I'm going to get some old black clothes and some bags for my shoes. I'll be back in 20 minutes.” I ran to my car and sped. Lightning Flash speed.

It took 10 minutes for me to get home. Asher was already gone for work. Thank god. I had saved some black plastic bags and grabbed six. I jumped back in my car that was still on. In San Francisco, we could more or less leave our cars on the whole night and everything would be there in the morning. I closed the car door and sped off. Lucky me, there were no red traffic lights. I got to Jason’s house as soon as he opened the door to look for me. I kept to my promise and was there in 19 minutes total. I never broke my promise. Before i could chicken out i told Jason “I swear i'm going to kill that Audrey bitfch” I walked into the house and everyone stared at me. “That's a new record Vee, I was timing you” Conner said, breaking the silence. I sat down on a stool and skimmed the knife along my palm. “My cousin told me where Audrey lives. I will send it to the group chat. But Vee, she lives about 45 minutes away from you.” Ezra said, a worried look spreading on her face when she saw beads of blood form on my hand. I felt like I was going crazy.

“Jason, do you have any alcohol?” I said, hoping that if I got hungover again it would be easier to kill Audrey. “Rubbing alcohol?” The fool replied to me. I ignored his question “Wine? Vodka? Tequila? Anything?” I begged, knowing full well that Jessa didn't drink that kind of stuff, and that she was a vegetarian. Jason stifled a laugh “I have an entire secret stash that Jess is yet to know of” he smiled, standing up from the floor and running up the stairs to his and Jessa’s room.

I stood up and took my shoes off. I felt really jittery, and then checked my phone “Are you all going to come with me, or?” I asked, hoping that only Lizzie and Conner, or maybe Jason would come along. I almost forgot LIzzie was here, she was munching on her pizza. “I can't come, I have work”. Ezra said, looking down at her hands. I knew she was lying. She always felt like she was the fourth wheel. But anyways, my nerves were at 100%, it's not everyday you wake up and kill someone. I’ve never killed anyone but I need to prevent cheating. Asher loves me. I know he does.

I drank the alcohol rapidly, it honestly felt like I was burning my throat off. “Y’all ready? It’s about to be a long drive!” Lizzie said. My head was killing me. “Yeah, Jason brought some of it to the car!” I said, walking to the front door alongside my friends. I’m scared. I will not deny it, what if I go to jail? I won’t. I’m smart. And I’ve learned from the best. “What ever happened to your dad?” Connor asked me. What a random thing to ask me, but I guess I never told them. “He died in a car accident, that's all my mom told me.” I lied to them getting into the back seat of Jason’s car.

FLASHBACK TO 9 YEAR OLD VIOLET

“Mom, is that you?” I asked the dark figure washing their hands. “Yes it is, why are you up so late, my dear?” My mother said to me. I looked at her hands and noticed a stream of red slowly drifting off her hand. “Uh, what's that on your hand? Mommy did you get hurt?” I asked her, curious for the answer. She smirked as I sat on the island table in front of her. “You will understand when you’re older, sometimes you can’t wait for God to fix the situation. You have to take matters into your own hands, and once you’re done with that, you have to pray. Pray that you’ll see the white pearly gates of Heaven.” She replied to me. What is she talking about? And also where’s dad, I haven’t seen him since Mommy and him went out for dinner.

END OF FLASHBACK

Turns out, my mom killed my dad. She wasn't crazy. She was absolutely sane, she just had to take matters into her own hands. I don’t know what I’d do if Asher was abusive to me, but I would never kill him, maybe just get a divorce? And when I kill Audrey, I’ll make sure I pray after, pray to the God and Lord above to save me for my awful sins. I had watched many murder films. Not purposefully, but the blood and gore never fazed me. I always thought I was insane for that but I never felt like hurting someone. I really hated Audrey. She was an exception. I made sure that Asher wouldnt cheat on me since the day we married. Audrey ruined my hard work. She would pay for it. We got into Jason’s car. I was in the backseat. Since it was still 12 pm we drove to the mall, with all the weapons safely hidden in the back seat. We drove to the farthest mall. I knew Asher’s work schedule, and knew the time he would be out. Since Audrey was his assistant, they would both be at the office until 5 pm. Audrey would leave an hour earlier than Asher, since he always had meetings on Thursday. Gosh. I would become a mommy murderer in 4 hours. “Could you go any faster?” Lizzie brawled. “Just because Violet is about to be a criminal doesn’t mean I have to be one for speeding” Jason said, glaring at Lizzie in the rear view mirror”.

4 HOURS LATER

Me and my friends noticed Audrey coming out of the office, her hair looked messy again, and it looked like she was struggling to walk. I felt my fist clench up, Lizzie looked at me and motioned for me to open my mouth, she poured more alcohol into my mouth. Is she telepathic? “Guys, don't follow her car, that makes us look suspicious. We already know her address so just take a different way to her house!” Lizzie screamed, as she felt the car swerve to where Audrey was walking. She looked up at the car, but luckily Jason drove past her, and we ducked. He just got a new BMW SUV, so his windows aren't tinted yet. Jason pretended to make a wrong turn and turned the car around. To the opposite direction. I could see Audrey getting into her Kia Soul, what I like to call a box on wheels. Conner broke into laughter. We dropped Ezra at home so that we couldn't drag her into our murderous deeds. It took a good 1 hour and 30 minutes to drop off Ezra, get our other supplies and find our way to Audrey’s house. We parked at the start of her neighborhood. “It's your time to shine, Vee.” Jason whispered to me. Opening his car trunk, to pull out the supplies. I took the black plastic bags and tied them on my shoes. I wrapped my hair up, and put a shower cap on it, so no stray locks of hair could fall and blow my cover. I took some alcohol pads and cleaned the Santoku Knife. I didnt like her, but i wanted it to be a safe murder.

Even though she would die either way. I took the pair of gloves in Jason’s back seat and put them on. I didn’t bother putting on a face mask or anything because she was going to die so how was she going to tell anyone about who killed her. “Here’s some rope. Just in case” Conner said, handing me a wad of grizzly bear rope. “Don't need it. Are you trying to make fun of me for being weak?” I teased. It was late fall. By 5 oclock it was pitch black outside. I walked to her house quietly, with the knife and other supplies in my hand. When I got to house 120 I quietly opened the back door with my hair pin. Audrey wasn’t married, didn't have dogs, didn't have kids, or a boyfriend. She lived in a cottage looking house. Really small. My childhood house was probably bigger than hers.

The back door clicked open. The sound was very faint so I breathed a sigh of relief. I looked around the dark house. I heard faint snoring coming from a room 2 doors over. Perfect. I placed the bag down. It was made of mesh, so it didn't crinkle when I put it down. I opened Audrey's bedroom door, and turned on the lights. I didn’t know anyone who fell asleep at 5 or 6 but looks like everyone is different.

I ran full speed at Audrey’s sleeping figure on the bed. I raised the knife up and pushed it through the left side of her chest. Her eyes blinked open. Blood oozed out of her chest. I raised the knife up again and stabbed her. I stabbed and stabbed and stabbed. I was out of control. It was like I found a sense of relief from killing her. I let all my rage and anger stumble out of me. It was fun. It was so fun. I loved seeing the pain and misery in her eyes. I loved seeing her pay for her actions. I’m not crazy. Some people like different things, right? But if this was what it was like to be insane and love seeing blood, then I would do this whenever I had to. Blood started leaking from her mouth. Her eyes glazed over. I took her motionless hand and felt for a pulse.

Nothing. I stabbed her more. For even looking at Asher. For trying to ruin our marriage. For trying to make me break my promise to my mother. I would not take it. When I stepped back, I saw all the blood on her bed sheets. I went down on my knees and prayed. I clasped my bloody gloves together, and prayed that God would understand where I’m coming from. I never believed in God, but I wanted to pray for doing this. I don’t know what’s wrong with me but I wanted to do it again. I want to kill her all over again, or maybe kill someone else. I’m sorry, Audrey. I’m sorry that you opened your legs to my man, but I'm not sorry for ending your life. It doesn’t look like many people will miss you. You have no one. You don’t even have a dog. I didn't feel bad for what I did. I knew Asher attracted women too much, but I wouldn't allow it. I swore.