FREAKY FREDDY by Diamond A. Jones (chrysanthemum read aloud .TXT) 📕

He starts licking the blood off of my stomach and I reach for the other knife as an automatic move for self-defense with a weapon and he gently places his hand on top of mines as I grab the handle of the knife. He smiles and starts unbuttoning my bra and I notice at this moment he is trying to seduce me. He starts licking my nipples and circling his tongue around them and caressing my breast with his warm soft hands. Yet again, I am frozen in fear. Sacrifice

The night isn't over yet, and as I am still laying down on the bed, he is starting to pour some hot melting wax that is usually used for relaxation techniques during the self-defense courses. I start tossing and turning with nowhere to go because he is holding my arms tightly against the bed. "You're hurting my arms." Freddy laughs and says, "Where are you trying to go? We're just getting started." He let my arms go and I could escape now, but my curious mind wants me to wait here and see what else he does. He tells me to lay down on the bed, when I do, he ties my hands and feet together, then I scream. He places a shirt in my mouth to keep things quiet, I spit the shirt out, and he starts rubbing my hair. My mind is telling me to leave but I can't, I like this guy. I spend every day with him and he has taught me a lot about defending myself. 

Definitely, not trying to lose my mind, so I start to scream and he slaps me very hard and I fall back on the bed. My face hurts so bad, I must let him know that I don't want to play this kinky game anymore. "Freddy, please stop, I don't want to do this anymore?" He replies, "You have no choice you have to make a sacrifice." I reply, "No, no, no, a sacrifice? A sacrifice for what?" Freddy responds, "You will never understand." I start defending myself immediately and I grab a knife and stab him. He says, "Stop, Mindy don't, I am sorry." Tears roll down his eyes, he falls to the ground, and there he goes laid sideways on the floor. I begin to scream and cry, I don't want him to die. I call the cops on my cellphone and he is barely keeping his eyes open. "Please, don't leave me, cops will be here in a few minutes just stay with me, I am sorry Freddy." Freddy grabs my hand and looks at me and closes his eyes. I am crying and my heart is racing. What did I just do? I can't believe I did such a horrible thing to Freddy. I was left speechless and the last thing I could say was "Wake up, Freddy." The police arrive, blood is everywhere, and they want me to explain what happened.

I didn't know what to say, so I admitted he was trying to use me as a sacrifice and he died. Something strange is happening, there is nothing but a stretcher and they are doing CPR to bring him back, but he is going in and out, he is not staying awake. I am sitting in the back of the police car with handcuffs trapped on my wrists. I miss Freddy, he meant everything to me, and I would do anything I could to bring him back if I could. My future is ruined because Freddy is gone, at least that's what one cop told me, she was flirty with most of the cops and ugly, she was such a dirty cop. I will live the rest of my life with regrets, and thinking about other ways I could've ended the sacrifice. I didn't mean to hurt him, I was afraid, my instincts told me to do it, I didn't try to. He loved me and I loved him too, I wish I could see him one last time. I will never forget Freddy.

I am going to miss the studio, self-defense was just full of karma, I don't understand why he wanted to use knives anyway, it was already dangerous. I can't believe I loved him so much that I agreed with using knives as a tool for self-defense during practice. Well, it taught me how to defend myself, not even the best could take me down, Freddy was the best. He was the best thing that ever happened to me, he was the best guy that ever lived that I met in my entire life. He was my protector, my trainer, my director, and I guess now that he is gone, he was also my sacrificer, I don't think he tried to hurt me, he sacrificed his life for me day after day while directing me to be a better defender of myself. Am I crazy? No way he hates me, he was just teaching me the next step of defense, sacrifice. Sacrificing yourself to defend others, something that I don't solely agree with, but since I am spending most of my life behind bars, I know this could be the best sacrifice that anyone could ever do for him. The cop says, "Mindy, we have arrived, time to go to your cell." I reply, "Okay." I walk to complete the process to enter my cell and the same cop walks back up to me and says, "Hey Mindy, you have a phone call, follow me." I smile and follow the cop to the phone room, as we are walking I look around everywhere trying to figure out a way to escape, this is so surreal. I don't want to be here, not even for one day, I just got here and I am ready to leave. I've got to do this though, I must do this for Freddy, I know he is smiling down at me right now. He must be proud of me, but I am sure he is also upset with ending up the way he did, all because of my fear of sacrifice. Once I leave this place, I want to create memorabilia for Freddy to display at his studio. I plan to reopen his studio, allow people to take all types of sessions for self-defense, and also rent it out sometimes for all types of studio sessions not involving self-defense. This studio will be secured with security and cameras, to ensure nothing happens to anyone, like what happened between Freddy and me. The secret bedroom will be transformed into a museum. All of his items will be on display, to allow visitors to see how great of a person he was and how much he admired that part of the studio. The new museum will be a sacrifice, people will sacrifice their precious time to view Freddy's most valuable items. I miss the real world when I could do whatever I wanted without being watched with my feet chained together. We enter the phone room and I sit in this chair, a man sits on the opposite side of me, I can't believe my eyes. 

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Publication Date: 12-26-2021

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