Dear Edward by Heather Parsons (i read book .TXT) 📕

plays nice so will I.
The door opened slowly and she kept her eyes on me the whole time, such pretty eyes. But once her feet were both on the ground she tried to run. I had no other choice, reaching over the seats I swung the blade and stabbed her in her right side. Her eyes went immediately wide and she gasped. I moved quickly to get out then shut the door. Grabbing hold of Bella, I carried her to the cave.
Inside in the darkest corner there was a sleeping bag I'd placed in there along with food and a single candle for light. Laying her down on the sleeping back, I wrapped her up and laid down beside her. Holding her like I'd always wanted to. She was calm letting me touch her, soothe her.
First I thought the wound wasn't deep and kept her inside the cave for a few days. And then she started to pale so I unwrapped her seeing all the blood and carried her to the cabin I'd spent time in when I was younger. Once inside I laid her on the bed, tying her hands by the wrists to the bedposts. Can't afford for her to get away when I'm so close to completion. I stood back to admire her entirely. So beautiful.
“Please don't do this.” Brianna mumbled coughing up blood. “I won't tell anyone. Please.”
She didn't understand. Why didn't she understand?
I couldn't take listening to her, her pleads disgusted me. So I ripped a piece of my shirt off and made a gag, securing it in place. That shut her up.
Now I could take what I wanted and not have to listen to her begging even though that would please me dearly. Stripping off my clothes and hers, I climbed on top and had my way. (I don't have to go into detail with this, I don't think I'd ever forget it!)
After completion I sat up and asked, “How was that, babe?”
There was no response.
“Brianna you really don't want to piss me off!” I yelled. God I wanted to stab her again just to make her moan or say something.
I looked up her body and focused on her face, the gag was still in place but her eyes were wide open. Something was wrong, I just knew it. I screwed up. Placing the gag on her mouth, I didn't notice until know that it covered her nose as well.
Her bucking and body jumping wasn't because she was enjoying it like I thought. She was trying to get my attention, she couldn't breathe. Oh well, I got what I wanted. But man, it sucks. We could have had many more times together. Damn!
I was dressed a few minutes after and left the cabin, left her the way she was. The little slut.
Now for the car, I couldn't find her keys anywhere or I would have taken it somewhere else. But I covered it good though, no one would find it, ever.
There was no signature on it but who needs one. Brianna had pointed out who took her clearly and the bastard wrote it down, word for word.
The cruiser skidded to a stop in front of the house and both jumped out, running for the door. When Christopher opened it, what he saw brought him to his knees.

TWENTY-FOUR

Edward stood off to the side and watched the police search the surrounding area. Tears collected in his eyes as his heart beat quickened. Seeing the evidence in front of him was hard enough but knowing that Brianna had fought only to lose was gut wrenching.
The entire area was roped off with yellow crime scene tape, allowing only police officers and himself within.
His hands shook at his side harder when one of the officers called out that he'd found something else and placed a flag there to signal his findings. With unsteady footsteps, Edward walked over to the area and looked down. There laying perfectly as if someone had tossed it was a shoe. Just one.
Further into the woods someone else called out, “Oh. My. God!”
Everyone burst into the woods and recoiled back, holding their breath when the saw what was found. Another flag was placed with a shaky hand of the officer that found it. A blood covered piece of clothing that was torn to bits. Scattered all around, one piece here, another there. No one knew what exactly it was but all thought it belonged with the crime scene.
Edward's knees buckled under him and he went crashing into the roots and dirt. Eyes wide with horror at what he was seeing.
After hours of searching and not finding anything else but what they had, the police collected everything and took it with them. Leaving nothing behind but the hopes and dreams they once had.

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“You just can't let it go. Can you? You have to know.”
His rough voice was all Ella could hear. That and her own heartbeat sounded in her ears. One minute she was sitting inside her home, shaking and scared to death that Adam would hurt her. And the next the glass door imploded sending shards of glass everywhere and a man is standing in front of her.
Ella jumped up, shaken out of the state she was in and screamed. Looking around the room only to see that Adam was laying on the floor, bleeding. His still form scared her enough to look up and see another form standing close by. This man looked familiar but through her tear soaked eyes she couldn't tell who it was. And his words were spoken in whispers, so low that she couldn't hear them past her own fears.
Opening her mouth she screamed out the first thing that came to mind, “Why Brianna? Why my daughter?”
He laughed, throwing his head back laughing louder. “You just can't let it go. Can you? You have to know.”
“Why?” Ella cried.
“Come with me and I'll tell you why.” He stared down at her, serious now.
Ella backed up until her legs hit the couch and stared at him, shaking her head. She couldn't go with him. Could she? Would he tell her why if she did?
“If I come with you, will you promise to tell me?” She asked not blinking.
“I'll show you.” He reached out his hand waiting for her to grab hold.
Side stepping his stretched out hand, Ella walked through the glass shattered doorway and out into the night. Close behind her he stayed. “You'll put this on.” Shoving a black bag at her to put over her head.
He couldn't risk her knowing where she was going and truly if she wanted to know she'd follow his rules.
Ella held the bag for quiet sometime before finally pulling it over her head and allowing him to lead her.
Taking her by the elbow, he dragged her to his awaiting car, placing her in the trunk then climbing in the drivers side. Reliving this moment is indeed a wonderful experience but not quiet the same. With Brianna it was different, exciting. New.
He drove out of Woodland, past where the police had found Brianna car, found the note he'd planted in there. So easily to find and point the finger in someone else's direction. Now he felt free to do what he wanted, whenever he wanted and no one would be the wiser.
Sighing deeply to himself, he gunned the engine causing the car to leap forward in anticipation of what awaited him. In the beginning he'd told Brianna that he'd never be found out, that he'd help search for her and he's kept his word. Every last one of it.
The dirt road that he was now traveling on took a slight right hand turn and then dead ended. Parking and climbing out, he opened the trunk and pulled Ella out. The minute her feet touched the ground she reached up to take the bag off.
“Leave it on until I say.”
Her knees were shaking so badly she thought she'd fall even though he had hold of her arm, it wasn't enough. Buckling under her, she fell only to be picked up and told to move again. Thoughts sailed through her mind, did this same thing happen to Brianna? Was she as terrified or more? Would she survive only to wish she didn't? And truthfully what good does this do? How does showing Ella what Brianna went through change anything?
Ella's mind was so caught up in her own thoughts that she didn't realize that she know stood on solid wood. The arm that wasn't man handled by this man reached out in front of her, feeling out where she was.
A door creaked open and suddenly Ella was terrified. Not being able to see anything, her anything beside her own heartbeat and feeling his hand on her back, pushing her inside. Her foot got caught on something and she fell. This time hitting the ground hard.
“Take the bag off, Ella.”
She did without hesitation and saw nothing at all. The room she was in was darker than the night outside. There were no windows inside to let the moonlit shine in. Complete darkness invaded her from all angles, reaching out and touching her causing her to slide across the floor until her back hit the wall.
“Where to begin....hmm....”
“Please...” Ella begged. Her voice shaking in broken whispers. “Brianna.” She cried.
Smack.

Ella's head snapped to the side, hitting the wall and causing her legs that already shook to buckle under her. Falling to the floor she heard sounds but wasn't sure if it was herself she was hearing or someone else.
“NO!”
“You shut up!” He screamed, turning around and stomping off in another direction.
Hearing him leave was an answer to one of Ella's prays but when she heard the pleads from the other girl in the room Ella's heart broke. Crying softly to herself, she crawled on hands and knees closer to where they were. The closer she was the more she heard and the harder it felt to breath. Oh...My...God!

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Adam sat on the couch trying to remember what