One year this September

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Thrillers  |  House: Booksie Classic
Nikolas is fuelled by one thing only.
To kill anyone who resembles his absent mother.

Submitted: August 24, 2013

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The first time you met it was on a warm September evening. A cloudless sky marbled with electric reds from the retiring sun. Come to think of it, it was all quite cliché. But there was nothing cliché about how you felt when you first saw her.

You always liked dark hair but her golden mane was so striking it changed your views. You, of course, observed from a distance but you did not care about her facial appearance you were sure she was a beauty up close. Your stomach flipped uncomfortably, an evil rush of bile burned the back of your throat. She was so good she made you sick.

You were so surprised by your reaction that you could not look at yourself for days. Black bin liners covered every mirror. Water did not touch your skin nor did food enter your mouth. You wanted to shut everything out. For the first time in many years you were scared again. Scared of yourself.

Some time passed and you began to feel normal again. Well, as normal as you could feel. Your first meal was haddock and peas. Every mouthful was relished. You got back into your routine and even braved the park again. The park where you saw her. The golden angel.

She was not there but you could still feel her exciting presence. You stood where she had and breathed in the same air she did twelve nights ago. It was sweet and it was victory. You looked down at your feet and noticed a loose blonde hair stranded between your shoes. You picked it up cautiously and ran your nose along it. How beautiful! The smell of angels.

Fifty days had passed since you first ‘met’ her. The nights became colder and longer. You were faced with time to yourself. It was a particularly productive day for you and naturally you were quite fatigued. Just need a moment. Shut your eyes.

She was there! And you were right. Her face matched the rest of her, her beauty was heavenly. Something you had never seen before. She came closer and she smelled just like her hair. She tenderly placed her hand on your unshaven cheek. “You’re special Nikolas, very special.” You returned the gesture by running your hand down her neck. The swirling in your stomach returned. Without hesitation your hand was now around her throat. Gripping. Squeezing. Tighter. Tighter.

You awoke gasping for breath. Cloudy beads of sweat covered your face. It was just a dream. Nothing to be afraid of. But you knew better. The bin liners were pulled out once again. Perhaps this time it would be different.

“I’m sorry Mrs Lawrence, but your son is very ill. He needs constant care and I think it’s for the best that he remains with us so we can monitor him”

A middle aged lady in a green dress sat opposite the doctor desperately trying to conceal her grief.

“But, he will be fine. He can stay with me. I can look after him” she sobbed.

“Mrs Lawrence, Nikolas is a sociopath. He does not see you as his equal therefore helping him is hopeless. If he is here with us he won’t be able to hurt anyone. Isn’t that what you want?” asked the doctor.

She nodded wiping away her final tear. The doctor placed a reassuring hand on her shoulder and directed her to a grey room.

“Nik, my special boy, the doctors said they want you to stay for a while. But just for a little while. Okay? Remember, you will always have me. I’ll be your guardian angel forever” she kissed the boy on the head and left.

She never came back for you. But you cared very little. It was a speciality of yours. You reached into your pocket to reveal a golden tress of hair. “You’re special Nikolas” you remembered. The words lit a gentle flame of satisfaction in your stomach. One year this September, it will be the anniversary of her death.

 


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