Chapter 14
CHAPTER
FOURTEEN
S.K.A.M.
Iwatched her holding the rail, swaying with the train as she made her way home.
She had no idea I was watching from down the carriage.
It was morbidly thrilling to observe her, knowing her days were numbered.
That I was in control of her now. She didn’t look like a girl with a death sentence hanging over her, but she would soon.
When the train pulled up at her station, she got off, along with two other passengers... and me.
I found myself falling into step behind her, following her at a distance as she strolled down the platform like she didn’t have a care in the world.
Her dark brown curls bounced vibrantly in the breeze as she walked with a spring in her step.
I knew if I was coming in the opposite direction, walking towards her, I’d see her blue eyes sparkling.
Eyes that I had the overwhelming urge to pluck out like sapphires mined from the dirt.
I smiled as I imagined how her sockets would bleed so beautifully with crimson tears.
Her screams would fill the air like a perfect symphony.
I’d give her an ending to be proud of. Something poetic.
A death that a heartless philistine deserved for having the audacity to step foot into my world.
She skipped up the steps of the train station, and I stayed behind her, following her home.
I stopped and waited in the shadows as I watched her walk up her path and unlock her front door. I couldn’t keep the grin off my face as I imagined her finding the box in her living room, opening it and seeing the contents for the first time. Reading my message and knowing it was from me.
It took every ounce of restraint I had to stay where I was and not enter that home to start my work. But I had to be patient.
There was no rush.
This was a piece of art I was going to take my time over.
The downfall and destruction of Emma Belmont.