That raining night__ Cain2bad-pt8

Standing in the shower I let the water flow over my body with its heat trying to relax after all that has happen. After about 30 minutes I think I need a shave. I stand in front of the fogged mirror thinking. An uneasy feeling comes over me and I hold the cross in my right hand. The pain from the wounds on my chest has eased up a little. I wipe the mirror only to find that the reflextion staring back is him. Before I can react he grabs my throat and stops the very life I have. The phone rings and it brings me out of my nightmare and to the reality that I am still here but covered in a cold sweat. On the second ring donna answers. I sit up on the couch and look around and above to see where he might be hiding. My wounds ache and after a quick touch I realize that they are bleeding again. I stand and Donna walks out of her room in a robe. I ask whats up. "Some one called in sick so I have to go in now." It was her day off but if they need her she will always be there just like she is there for me. Its about five in the afternoon and we spent most of the night talking about our childhood and things that we have done. She fell asleep about 11 in the morning and I went shortly after. She walks in and out of the bathroom a few times and then she stops when she sees that the bandages are blood red. "You want me to change them before I go?" "No I will do it." "I think that you might have to go back to the hospital if that keeps up." "I'll be alright." "Well I don't have time to argue with you right now so we will when I get home." That smile seems a little devilish today. "Whatever you say." After about ten minutes she is out of the shower and dressed for work. "I've never seen a lady take a shower that quick." She gives me a sideways look and walks to the door stopping and turning back at me. "here is a key just in case you should go out." "Thanks." "I'll see you later." "have a good day. bye" After the door shuts I decide to take a shower myself. I grab some clothes and make my way into a nice warm shower. I watch the blood go down the drain and I shake my head in disbelief that they are still bleeding. After awhile I get out and decide that I do need to shave. As I stand in front of the fogged mirror I flashback to the dream and stand awhile staring. "If its gonna happen then lets get it over with." I wipe the mirror and see me staring back. I take a deep breath and look around for a razor. I stop one in the trash. I search alittle more and realize that I have to go shopping. The whole time I am getting dressed I keep an eye on the mirror. I walk out and nothing is different,and I get my shoes on. After a minute I think that it would be nice of me to cook dinner seeing how I am staying at her house until Father Ricci calls. With a quick list on a scrap piece of paper I decide to cook steak and baked patatoes, something green and other side dishes. I grab the house key and walk down the stairs. I get to my car and that uneasy feeling comes over me. I think that he might be in the back sit so I look through the back window and suddenly feel foolish. Hes a ghost or demon he's not hiding in the backsit like a hitman. I get in and drive down to the local market. As I park I look in the rearview mirror and notice that the cops have pulled around after they had just past me as I turned into the parking lot. Back in my youth around sixteen I had been with a couple of friends in a stolen car and after a short car chase we were all caught and booked for Grand theft auto. That was my first felony but not my last. I had also been a drug dealer for a short time and got caught with some stuff. So seeing the cops turn around make me nervous. I haven't done anything wrong so I figure that they might have heard the sound of the exhuast and will be following me home to see if I decide to break any laws. I act like I don't notice and walk in. About ten minutes later I have acquired some greenbeans,ready to bake biscuits and patatoes. As I am walking towards the meet section in the back I heard a noise behind me like a guns being chambered. "Stop right there." I turn to see about five cops with guns drawn and pointed at my head and chest I drop the biscuits that I had been reading so I didn't burn them. Of all the places to be arrested. The female hygiene products. With my arms up I am ordered to the floor. I know the routine. After my hands are cuffed and I am searched they help me to my feet and I ask what I did. "You are a suspect in the murdred of a Miss Sara Tackett." I don't say anything and walk with them in front of other customers and looking at their reaction. Sitting in the backseat await the 15 minute drive to the station. "If you have a lawyer you better call him when we get to the station." "I didn't do anything." He says nothing else like I wasn't even talking. I sit back and look out the window. We get there and I am immeditaly taken to interagation. I wait about another ten minutes before a detective walks in. "Can you take these cuffs off so I can have a cigarette." "Sure." He calls in officer Smith who arrested me to get his cuffs. A pack of winstons are tossed to me and a lighter. After a deep inhale I say "I didn't do anything." "we have your prints on a bat and some witnesses that say you had assualted her before she was murdred." "Did they say I did it." "no, all they said is that all of you had been in the process of some ritual and she died but we found finger marks on her throat that suggest that she was choked. If no one else was in the apartment with you and they said that before the ritual you had smacked her that would led me to believe that you had told them that if they talked you would do the same to them." "So I am arrested for something that I didn't do?" "Until you confess or tell me about the other person that might have done this yes you are. Do you want a lawyer?" "I don't have one." Well we can get you one if you want its your right." "I didn't do anything!" "Do you want a lawyer yes or no." "Yes" "Well then we have to hold you until we get a lawyer here. Besides I would like to get a lie detector on you anyways. You won't get a lawyer until morning so I will get you into a cell all your own." "How about a phone call." "I suppose." After a few minutes I am led to the phone where I leave a message for Donna. I am walked to a backroom where they take all your stuff and hold it til your are released or put in jail until the court day. I take my shoes off,watch,ring,wallet and other thing off and put them into a bag as the officer behind the counter is writing down what I have. "The necklace too." "Come on let me keep it." "Sorry you can't." I take it off and the cop picks it up and looks at it. Father Ricci give this to you?" "Yeah" "I didn't know you went to my fathers church?" "Your fathers as in your dad?" "yeah I was the first kid he and his wife adopted." "He is a good man." "I know" and he gives me a look like he can't believe his father is dealing with a murdreder. I'm escorted to my cell and it still smells the same. I look at Ricci's boy and ask for his name. "Officer Ricci." He puts me in the cell. "Look man do me a favor call Father Ricci and tell him I am here." He looks at me and turns to walk away. "Ricci" He stops but don't turn around. "Please I love that man too I would never kill anyone just please call him." "I'll think about it." He walks away and I have another cigarette. About two in the morning I hear a voice. I look around and her in a wishper. "Your mine." I look around and see nothing. I feel like I am going crazy. I sit up and go for my winstons. Just as I'm about to grab them his hand grabs mine and he yells "your mine." At this point I am hoping that this is a dream but with that touch I know that I am awake. I start to yell for the anyone but no one seems to be coming. I back up against the bars and just when I realize what is about to happen everything goes black.