The Psychopath

Trust. Mistrust. Heartbreak. Revenge.

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13. The Psychopath's Stalker Part 2

Gabriel’s POV

 

                He woke up feeling disoriented. His head was aching badly and he couldn’t identify where he was. He groaned. “Where am I?” he whispered to himself. Then he remembered…

Flashback

                He was walking home that day from Michael’s funeral when a middle aged man came up to him asking for his help.

                “Sir, can you please help me? My car broke down and I have no idea how to fix it.” the man said.

                “I know a bit about cars. I’ll help you.” Gabriel offered.

                The man led him to a rather depressed part of the city. In the parking lot of an old dilapidated building was the man’s car. It’s hood up and there was a smoky smell coming out from it.

                “Let me take a look” Gabriel said as he neared the car. That was the last thing he remembered after feeling a sharp pain behind his head.

Flashback ends.

                “Fuck. I can’t believe it!” he said frustratingly at himself. “What the hell have I gotten myself into?”

                He tried to move but he couldn’t. He realized he was bound on a chair where both of his hands and feet where tied up. He couldn’t move at all.

                “I see you’re awake.”

                “That man.”  He thought. “What do you want from me?”

                “Oh nothing. I want nothing from you…. But someone important to me does.”

                “Someone… Important? What the hell is that supposed to mean? What does that have to do with me?!!” Gabriel shouted.

                “She wants revenge..on you, for making her life miserable..for ruining her life.” The man said.

                “I—I don’t know what you’re talking about!!”

                “Ahh.. I know you do… And I’ll make you pay for everything you did to her…”

Elizabeth’s POV

                She didn’t exactly know where to find him. She had no idea. She doesn’t really know where Gabriel lived but she knows where Bret Darwin lives.

                She knocked once, then twice, then another time but before she could knock again the door opened revealing Bret. His upper body bare, and his hips down only covered by a thin towel.

                “Oh hey, Elizabeth!” Bret greeted her.

                “Is Gabriel with you?” she asked.

                “No why?”

                “Call him.” She told him.

                “Why do you----“

                “Just call him.”

                “Okay… Uhm. Why don’t you come inside while I, ah, try to call him.” Bret said then he opened the door wider for her to enter. “Feel free to mess around.”

                They tried to call him many times, on his mobile, home phone, work phone but they failed to contact him.

                “That’s very unlike him..” Bret said when Gab didn’t pick the phone up after numerous attempts.

                “I want you to call the police.” Elizabeth said.

                “W-why?”

                “I’m very sure he was kidnapped.” Elizabeth tried to calm herself but she couldn’t. She’s shaking horribly with anger and fear.

                “Kidnapped!?!! How sure are you?”

                Elizabeth then showed Bret the photos she found. “I found them on my doorstep. I was hoping they were fake and that he was with you but…” she’s in the verge of crying right now. She’s scared. She know she started this game with the intention of terminating them but why? Why does the thought of loosing Gabriel hurts more than anything she could ever think of? Why?

                “I’ll,, I’ll call the police right away.” After contacting the police Bret made his way to where Elizabeth was seated. She was shaking and crying. “Don’t worry. We’ll find him.”

                Hopefully… They do.

                

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