Sachi took a knife and tiptoed over to where Mister was sleeping. She made her choice. Yes she did. It was the right one, yes, it was.
Sachi sat on him, which immediately woke Mister up. He rubbed at his eyes and then they widened seeing Sachi sitting on him with a knife in her hands holding it over his chest. “What are you doing?” He didn’t move, he stayed still as he carefully watched the girl he didn’t care for. Lies.
“The detective, he’s gonna take custody of me and I’m taking out anyone who will get in my only way of being truly happy.” Her eyes were shut tight, not daring to look in his crystal blue eyes.
“Okay.” Sachi’s eyes shot open. He’s not protesting? Of course he’s not he doesn’t truly love me. “If that’s what will make you happy, kill me. I’d be glad to go out that way.”
“No.” She huffed. “Just stop.” His brows furrowed and she sighed. “I know you don’t love me.” Tears began to well up in her eyes as she said and her shook uncontrollably. Almost dropping the knife.
“Okay, as long as you’re happy.” She took in a deep breath and raised the knife and as she plunged it into his chest. He ripped off his mask and spoke. “I love you, Sachi.”
She collapsed onto his lifeless body, tears streaming down her face and sobs racking through her. “I love you too.” She sobbed as she pulled the knife out his chest and applied pressure to his wound. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” She let out a scream like sob as she applied pressure and continued to apologize.
That’s when she heard someone banging on the door. It’s probably the detective. She grabbed the knife that was laying on the floor and brought it to her wrists and cut herself.
Two months later
“Abuse victim speaks out about her supposed kidnapping. Saying, I quote, ‘I went with him willingly. He was my light at the end of the tunnel. I wanted to be with him forever and ever. I still do.’”
Five years later
“It’s the fifth anniversary of xxx’s coming forward and telling the truth about what truly happened. How is xxxx?”
“He’s good and still recovering but doing well. I’m just happy to be near him.”
“I also hear you are with child?”
“Yes, we’re having twins. A boy and a girl.”
“Who is the father?”
“xxxx of course.”
“Do you keep in touch with detective that saved your life?”
“No. He’s the reason Mist-xxxx is like this.”
“I’m done with interview.”