April Winters, now called Autumn Summers met The Head-Killer once. She's the sole survivor. He escaped authorities. He wants his one and only back. He thinks there is only one way to drive her back into his arms. She needs to know he still wants her. Dean is the agent assigned to this case. He needs to find a way to protect Autumn. He needs to find a way to stop The Head-Killer from wanting her, for he wants her himself. It's going to be a crazy ride. Will Autumn and Dean come out on top? That's the question I'll leave you with.


7. Chapter 6

Chapter 6


- Autumn’s POV -


I sat at Dean’s breakfast table drinking my cup of tea. I wore my kimono and my sleeping shirt. I felt very nauseous when we got here yesterday. After the visit to the ME I felt faint so Dean rushed me back here and put me to bed. I was feeling a lot better today. No longer nauseous. After reading and replying to a text I got from Demi, she just wanted to know how I was doing; I got his newspaper from the front door and started to read it. It had all these articles about me and my previous encounter with the head-killer as they call him. I went through it till I found more interesting news. There was some news about the economy that wasn’t working very well but no troubling news. I turned the pages until I was at the letter section. I liked reading those the best. There was a letter written to an Autumn so I started reading it.


Dear Autumn,


I have a problem.

There is this girl that got away.

She was my one true love.

I need to have her.

Do you think you can help me meet her?


As I was reading on I couldn’t help but feel the creeps. I stared at the first five sentences and I felt like it was him. Like it was him talking to me. It was weird that he wrote to the letter and wrote it to an Autumn. As I thought about it with the chills going through my spine the doorbell rang. I opened it as Dean was still in the shower. Jeez that man showers longer than any woman I know. As the door opened I saw the mailman he had a package addressed to me.

“Are you Autumn Summers?” He asked.


“Oh this package is for you if you can sign here that you got it?” I signed his sheet of paper and walked back to the kitchen. I grabbed the scissors from the drawer and opened the box. I felt sick as I opened it. It was the same type of box as the last time.

I flapped it open and screamed at the sight of it.

“AAA Dean!” He came walking in.

“Jeez woman what is it? Another spider you are afraid of? Another bug? Another mouse? What else are you afraid of?” He walked around the door.

“Maybe a burned head?! Jeez you could be a little more compassionate!” I was on the verge of crying from fear and he thought I was screaming for a little spider. Stupid Mr grumpy pants!

“A what?!”

“A damn burned head! It’s in the box you idiot!” He walked to me and I fell to the ground. My knees couldn’t keep my body up anymore. The smell of burned flesh was so overwhelming.  The tears started to fall out of my eyes. The warm water dripping down my cheeks. My breathing became shallower and soon I started hyperventilating.

“Oh shit! No Autumn! Calm!” He pulled me back on my feet and placed me back on my chair.

He hugged me close to his body and soon I started to calm down. As I calmed down I saw our position. Dean wasn’t wearing anything but his towel. His sexy six-pack was very hot. He looked so handsome and his towel was so dangerously low on his hips. I started to blush and pushed him away from me.

“You better now?” He asked.

“Yeah a little.” I said to him. He got up and grabbed his phone.

“Marcus come over! We got another.” He said to the phone and then he walked out of the room.

I walked to the box and peeked in.

Poor woman having to become a victim of him. She had to have suffered. He liked to hear the screams and cries. And he liked to fuck the dead bodies. He is so insane!

When I heard a door close I jumped.

“Jeez woman you get scared by anything.” I heard Dean say.

“Dean why do you always sneak up to me?” I asked him as I turned around.

“Because you are always dreamy so you jump and that’s funny!”

“No it’s not funny! You are such an ass! Stupid Mr grumpy pants!” I said. He started laughing.

“Ugh! Shut up!” I yelled at him. He laughed some more and walked to me. He enveloped me with his arms.

“You are so adorable!” He said.

“Ugh no I am not arghhh!” I started to hit his chest in order to get free from him. The door opened.

“Oh sorry I didn’t mean to interrupt something.” Marcus said as he saw us.

“Oh no we uh we didn’t uh you know!” I said to him as me and Dean jumped away from each other.

“Marcus you go take her statement I will deal with the head!” Dean snapped at him.

What’s wrong with him now? Jeez he is so grumpy all the time.

“Come Marcus we will go to the living room.” I grabbed his hand and pulled him with me. We sat down on the couch and he grabbed his notepad.

“Okay so tell me Autumn. Take me through the morning.” He said.

“Okay. I woke up this morning and then I drank some tea. Then I read something in the paper that I haven’t finished now I think of it. It was a letter to an Autumn and that’s weird because it’s not a column so yeah but I was reading that and then the doorbell rang so I went to open it and the mailman was in a hurry so he gave me the package I signed and he ran out. Then I walked to the kitchen and opened the package and it was a burned head so I screamed and then Mr grumpy pants came in thinking I was screaming at a spider I mean hello I am not that scared of spiders I mean okay they are creepy with their eight legs and their stupid looks and their creepy okay yeah spiders are freaky but back to my morning so then Dean came in and I yelled at him that it was a burned head and then I think I kind of went berserk because it was really freaky and then Dean called you and then you came and then well we are here because now we are here.”

“Okay, can you tell me anything about the mailman?”

“Uhmm he was of the DPD I think because he wore a red with black and white thingy and he had short brown hair and he was quite short. Like maybe 5 foot 9 or something like that. Not like Dean.  And uhmm he wore glasses, thick glasses. And uhmm I don’t know sorry I’m not that good at helping out.” I said as my voice started to shake.

“Woah calm Autumn! You are doing great! So what can you tell me about the article you read?”

“I don’t know I think it was about a guy who wanted help to get his true love or something but I didn’t finish it. It is in the kitchen. Wait I’ll go get it!” I said to Marcus and I ran to the kitchen.

“Dean can I take the paper to Marcus?” I asked him as I grabbed the paper from the table.

“Yeah sure but what would he want to do with it I mean you read a girl column!”

“Shut up Mr grumpy pants!” I snapped at him and I walked back to the living room.

“I’ll read it to you.” I said to Marcus.


“Dear Autumn,


I have a problem.

There is this girl that got away.

She was my one true love.

I need to have her.

Do you think you can help me meet her?


I am coming after her.

She is the one that got away.

I need my revenge.

I need to hear her screams.

I need to hear her cries.

I need to see her body become headless.

I need to fuck her.

She is my one true love.

Please help me find her.”

Woah wait Autumn. What did you just read?”

“What part do you mean? The part in which he talks about his true love or the part in which he threatens her?”

“Autumn I think that letter is written to you.”


“He talks about you getting away and he likes the screams and cries and he wants to decapitate you and he wants to fuck you.”

“No! No no no no! Not again!” I started to tremble and fell to the ground.

“Autumn! Autumn.” I couldn’t respond. The cries heaved out of my body. My breathing was barely there. I was in a great panic.

“Dean get in here now!” I heard Marcus yell.

Dean came running in and he saw me on the ground.

“What happened Marcus?”

“The head-killer wrote to her in the paper I think and now she is in a great panic.”

Dean walked to me and held me close. Jeez he holds me a lot. Why am I such a weak person that I have to cry and panic about everything. I slowly calmed down but he wouldn’t let me go anymore. He just held me on his lap and talked with Marcus and the other FBI agents. I placed my head against his shoulder and slowly fell asleep. The emotions of that morning had totally drained me of my energy.

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