Admire your Killer

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Mystery and Crime  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: January 08, 2018

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“So, tell me, Jason, what are these nightmares you keep having?” Well, I’m back at it again. Back to therapy that is, I’ve been going on and off since the tragic incident 3 years ago. My wife, she uh, well we will get to that. Anyway, let’s get back to the therapy session. “Well, all the dream consists of is me lying in bed and her just screaming; screaming my name. I try to jump out of bed to help her but I can’t move my body. It’s almost like my body is frozen to the mattress. She just yells from another room to me. I keep fighting to get up to help her I just can’t. By the time my body finally gets up it’s too late. She is already dead, laying in the kitchen in her blood.” The therapist looked at me with confusion, “Now, if you don’t mind me asking again, what exactly happened?” I sat there for the next three hours, telling him in as much detail as I could. Every minute, every second, every painstaking detail I could muster while hoping it might help catch the man who did this.

About 3 years ago my life had changed forever. My wife and I were expecting our first child in 6 months. We had just settled into a new house in a little neighborhood called Admire. We were 1 of the 15 houses in Admire. We had to drive 45 minutes just to get groceries. We loved it, even though the location was inconvenient. Admire had 2 houses for sale; our house and the one 3 houses down. We were lucky enough to buy ours because not even a week later the other house sold as well. My wife had settled into the house as I started my new job in computer software very quickly. She had become friends with almost everybody in the town except for the other new neighbors. I had finally had my first day off in 2 weeks and I had decided we should go down to meet these neighbors. “Hey, Emily,” I yelled from the front porch, “Would you like to go meet those neighbors you were talking about the other day?” Emily walks out in her evening dress and looks at me with a look of excitement, “Really?! Do you really want to meet the neighbors? That sounds like a wonderful idea! Let me throw together some cookies and we can welcome them to the neighborhood!” I really didn’t want to meet new people; the truth is I didn’t have the time to. With work and the new baby coming there was so much for me to do but so little time. I knew Emily would like to meet them, as the saying goes ‘happy wife means a happy life’.

Emily had come out of the kitchen with a batch of fresh baked cookies, “Are you ready, Dear?” I looked at her and laughed, “Honey, you have a little bit a flour on your cheek.” She blushed, “Oh my, I guess I should clean up first!” I waited for another 10 minutes or so until she came out once more, this time, clean and presentable. “I just couldn’t believe when you asked to go to the neighbor’s house; It's very unexpected of you. This new town may be just what you needed.” I just laughed and we kept walking.

We were coming up the driveway of the neighbor’s house when out of the corner of my eye I thought I saw the left upstairs curtain move. I figured someone must be in, or maybe they just had pets. We walked up the steps and knocked on the large, oak, door that stood at the front of the old farmhouse. “I wonder if anyone is home. I really wanted to meet everybody. Should I knock again?” Emily asked, “No,” I replied. Emily looked disappointed as we turned away to go home. “You know what,” I said “Would you like to leave the cookies by the door? I have a pen and some paper in my pocket, we could let them know where they came from.” Emily thought the idea was splendid and we did just that. We left a note saying our last name and our address with a phone number. “Maybe they will call us when they get home,” Emily said. We walked home and the sun was starting to set. “We sure picked a beautiful place to start a family, a beautiful house, a beautiful wife, and a soon to be a beautiful baby.” Emily started to blush again when I said that. “You are right about that, but you forgot yourself, a beautiful husband.”

The time was nearing midnight and I had just settled down into bed. Emily was still trying to unbox some stuff down in the kitchen. “Babe,” I yelled from the bedroom “When are you coming to bed?” I heard the boxes stop moving and her yell back “In a few minutes, I just want to finish this last box.” I waited in bed for about 10 minutes before drifting off to sleep. Suddenly, I was awoken from my slumber to the crash of a box and Emily’s screams. I sprung from the bed and ran downstairs only to find her bleeding out. “Em-Emily! What happened!?”  She pointed to an open window, a man jumped through. I wanted to chase him but I had to help Emily. I quickly grabbed the phone and called the cops. “9-1-1, what’s your emergency?” the operator said. I quickly stammered out “My wife had been stabbed, I need an ambulance now!” I told her the address and hung up. I quickly made my way back to Emily, she said “You need to chase him. There is no use staying here with me-“"No,” I cut her off “I am not leaving you.” She looked me in the eyes and said “Jason, I love you. Your son, he loved you t…” She died in my arms. I wept. I got up and ran to the window. It was too late; the perpetrator had already gotten away. I could see the flashing lights quickly approaching. I walked out to meet the Paramedic, they took her body away as the Police Officer pulled in. He had asked me a few questions and asked if I would come into the station to answer a few more questions while they investigate the property. I went to the station and told them what had happened. I told them about the man earlier looking through the window when we delivered the cookies. The Police chief said they’d send an officer down to his house to investigate.

I stayed the night at the station while they continued the investigation at my house. The chief came in around 7 a.m. and told me what they had found. An officer had found the neighbor dead, he was returning the cookie container around the time it happened. Apparently, he works at night and was sleeping when we had stopped by the previous day. They think the only reason Emily was killed was because of the address on the cookie container. The killer thought we were expecting him and didn’t want us to become suspicious when he didn’t show up.

At least, that's what the therapist and everyone else thinks. Only I know what really happened. The thing that still doesn’t add up in my head though is how they never suspected me. The truth is the only reason we moved here is because of that neighbor. His name was George Smith, he was the only reason my business wasn’t taking off. He had made a better version of the software that I already beat him too and he was making all the money from it because Microsoft talked to him first. The only reason my wife had to go was that she saw me come back with the bloody knife, she threatened to call the cops. I couldn’t let her ruin my plan…not like my last wife.


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