Did Drew feel guilty for what he had done? No, he didn’t. The thought of knowing that the woman he loved was carrying another man’s baby was killing his mind and defeating his thoughts. Ben’s baby was now away from Simona’s body and gone for good.
Drew knew that this would also bring Simona closer to him because she would need someone to comfort her, and that person would be him. She was already starting to eat out the palm of his hand,
Drew hugged Simona as he ran into her room. He was speaking words of his false sadness and condolences, but he was also smiling over her shoulder.
If Drew was capable of causing the death of an unborn baby, what else deaths could he be capable of? Perhaps he had killer instincts.
Chapter 39
The miscarriage brought on burden to Simona the next day. Drew suggested that she stay with him until she recovered and the doctor agreed that it would necessary.
Simona was quiet the entire day and did not bother to speak with anyone. She wouldn’t eat or drink, she wouldn’t even respond if she was asked a question.
It was October 31st, the day of Halloween. Drew took the day off from work to help comfort Simona and to show that he would be there for support. Her reaction wasn’t what he was expecting. He was hoping that she would have her face buried into his chest, crying helplessly; but she was a complete vegetable.
Drew assumed that Simona was still in shock and needed a little time. He was thankful enough that she was now cohabitating with him for a little while. This would give them a chance to bond and grow, it’s just what Drew wanted…right?
“Here, babe. I made you some soup. You need to eat.” Drew said, standing over her as she sat on the sofa staring into space.
No response.
Silence.
“Simona?”
Silence.
Drew placed the bowl of soup on the coffee table and sighed as he walked off. “Well, I am going to take a shower. I’ll leave it here just in case you change your mind.”
Simona was still staring into space without blinking. Drew couldn’t help but to feel as if he had a stranger now living in his home. He was hoping that she would get back on her feet. Suddenly, he felt the guilt rushing over him, but then he thought it was for the best.
The reason for the miscarriage was for Drew to erase any part of Ben from Simona’s life. She hadn’t want anything else to do with Ben and she was hurt from him. Ben betrayed her and cheated on her during their engagement. There were reasons and Drew realized he shouldn’t begin to feel guilty for it.
Chapter 40
Drew’s large bathroom was a masterpiece, almost as huge as a bedroom. It was beautifully organized with decorative towels and matching hand towels. A miniature palm tree stood in the corner and the ocean themed toothbrush holder matched the soap dish and bath rug.
Removing his clothes and testing the water to see if it was warm enough, Drew stepped in. The see-through shower door revealed his amazingly fit body. He wasn’t anything bulky, but he was in great shape. It felt relieving to feel the water against his body. It was actually a sigh of relief to finally be done with everything.
Well, Drew had captured Simona’s heart again. He reconciled her trust and the baby was finally out the picture. Now if only Ben’s ass could stay behind bars for good. Uggh. He couldn’t wait for the sentencing in court on tomorrow.
Drew lathered the soap over his body and allowed the water to flow through his hair. As he rotated, he noticed a feminine body through the other side of the shower. Simona must have wanted to join him, to feel his wet body with his.
He smiled and opened the shower door. He pleased that she was probably feeling a little better and wanted some playtime.
“Baby, are you missing me just that-”
Drew was shoved back into the wall, followed by a slap to the face. He let out an aching cry from the pain.
“Why the hell did you do that?!!” he shouted.
“Shut up!” Simona yelled angrily. Another side of her was being revealed.
At that moment, Drew couldn’t move. He was frozen with confusion as Simona stepped into the shower with him. Her naked body stood there curvaceously. The soft drops of water speckled on her brown skin.
“Get down….on your knees.” Simona told him, slapping his face hard again.
The slap caused Drew face to turn red, stinging his flesh. He was frightened, realizing that her bipolar disorder was starting to begin.
Drew had a lot to understand about her, there was such a big mystery he had yet to discover. Could she have been schizophrenic? Or better yet, could she have PTSD just like Ben? Drew needed answers
Drew slowly got to his knees in the shower until he met her neatly shaven vagina. His nose was a few inches away from it.
“Lick me there.” She demanded. At first Drew thought she was crazy and thought she was into a dangerous, sexual game.
He wasted no time licking Simona. She wanted to play dangerous games, he was going to show her, dammit.
Drew hungrily ate her pussy. He roughly fingered her at the same time while her juices flowed with the water.
Simona moaned and screamed, running her hands through his hair. He didn’t say a word as he clasped her hips and buttocks, pulling her deeper into his face.
“Ohhhh my God!!!!! Ohhh! Ohhh!” Simona was in ecstasy, pressing her hand on Drew’s head, controlling him like a sexual slave.
Drew turned her around by grabbing her arms and putting them behind her back. He roughed her up the same way he did with the criminals before he arrested them.
He forced her up against the shower door, her breasts pressed against the see-through door. Drew anxiously shoved his hard manhood inside her, feeling her tightness. It was so good. It caused his eyes to roll to the back of his head.
Goodness, she was already wet. Drew roared with anger as he fucked her good and deep from the back. He groaned and slapped her ass. Her juicy wet ass jiggled around his large, white snake.
Simona bit her lips as he handled her roughly. She made it clear that she was coming as Drew pumped faster and faster. He pumped until he reached a full climax.
Their breathing fogged up the shower glass and the mirrors and they embraced each other.
Drew kissed her and she rested her head on his chest as the water fell on their bodies.
Simona cried. She cried on Drew’s chest the way he wanted her to. The water from the shower mixed with her own tears.
There was no need for her to explain to him, Drew understood her like no one else. All he needed was her understanding and for her to feel safe.
Chapter 41
Drew assumed that Simona was preparing to get in bed so he decided to stay in the bathroom to brush his teeth and do some grooming. He was in a really good mood. He hummed happily, reminiscing on the amazing shower sex they had just endured.
He heard footsteps approaching. Drew looked in the bathroom mirror and saw Simona standing there.
“Don’t move or make a sound!! If you do then I’ll blow your FUCKIN head off!” Simona pointed a pistol at Drew’s head.
He was confused. Why would she make love to him and then turn around attempting to kill him…with his own pistol?
That’s when it all became clear to him, Simona was the killer. DAMN! How could he have been so stupid? So blind? All the signs were there. All the actions were so easily concealed, but translucent. She deserved an Oscar for her performance.
“Hold your hands up where I can see them?” Simona shouted, the pistol trembling in her hand. Drew could tell that she was nervous as well.
“Simona, please….put the gun down.” Drew begged softly as he closed his eyes. He wanted to trust himself that he would be okay, but he was dealing with a mentally ill woman. It felt surreal as they kept their eyes staring at each in the mirror.
“I SAID HUSH UP!!” she slapped his head with the gun. “You just don’t get it do you? The way you HURT me three years ago, Drew! You...left me and insulted me. I was so hurt. For days I
couldn’t eat or sleep because I missed you! You ended things without telling me!” Simona cried.
“-What about MY FEELINGS?” she continued. “Did you ever once thought of how I felt? HELL NO! You thought you could just date me and then once you got what was between my legs, you just decided to fuckin leave!!! …You left me all alone without any explanation!” she shouted as the mascara left streaks from her tears.
“Please, you have it all wrong, Simona. Let me explain everything.” Drew pleaded, his heart racing.
“You have NOTHING left to explain, Drew Slater! You really did hurt me, Drew! I’m tired of getting hurt by all you selfish men, ALL THE DAMN TIME! Back to back!! It has to end!” Simona wiped the mucus from her nose, hands still trembling.
“Simona, I love you so much. I care about you. Let me help you.” Drew continued to beg. He tried to keep his tone at ease to calm her.
Simona’s eyes grew in exasperation, her nostrils flared. “What the fuck does it take for you to SHUT THE FUCK UP?! DO I HAVE TO MAKE YOU SHUT UP MYSELF?!”
“-I got so tired seeing Ben with those bitches! First there was Amanda, and then there was Natalia! Sadly, there was my best friend Jamika and finally that red headed bitch, Emily! Emily was a hard one to kill.” She laughed. “I watched her withered in pain and it was delightful. I owe it all to you for letting me know about her, I had no idea Ben was fucking her.”
Drew was starting to feel lightheaded. “Simona, it doesn’t have to be this way. I can help you get help.”
“I should have killed Ben when I had the chance! I should have shot him between his legs so he could stop fucking everything in sight! He thought I didn’t know a damn thing...but I knew! Oh, boy did I knew!”
Simona had really cracked up this time. She was completely losing it and away from the person that she once was.
Drew’s expression was helpless, he needed to stop her evil ways. He wanted her to see that he really did care for her.
“Baby, I-”
Simona fired two shots to Drew’s arm, he cried in agony as he slid down the wall. The blood combined with the water on the floor from the shower.
Drew continued to scream with horrific pain. “Arrrrhhggh!!!”
She pointed the gun at his chest. “You really hurt my heart, Drew! Now you need to know how much it feels to have physical pain to the heart! It hurts just as much as a bullet!”
Simona’s brown cheeks were now red, filled with anger and hate.
Weakly staring up at the beautiful Simona, Drew couldn’t move. “If you are going to kill me, then do it. DO IT, DAMMIT!”
Surprisingly, Simona the pistol. “I..I can’t, Drew. I…I still love you.” She said in a trembling voice, one that was soft and unaware. “I love you. I ..I can’t do this.”
Drew was in shock, and as strange as it seemed, he still loved her too.
Before he could tell her that he loved her again, Simona rushed out the door. She stormed out in a flash.
“Simona!! Simona!!” Drew called for her, but she was already gone. She left the door opened behind her.
Slowly trying to stand up in the slippery bathroom, Drew couldn’t believe what had just happened. It was like a dream, almost like a horror movie. It happened so suddenly and confusingly.
Drew took a nearby washcloth to stop the blood from his wound; he still in pain as he walked out the bathroom.
He made it to his cellular phone that was sitting on the marble dresser in the bedroom. It took him a little while because of the pain, but he called up his chief at the FBI.
“It’s Drew...” he said breathlessly.
“We have a problem…….I’ve…been shot twice in the arm….No, O’Brian isn’t with me….I’m home..…..No…I found out who the mystery murderer is….”
Drew closed his eyes to fight the physical and mental pain. He took a deep breath before responding. “The murderer is Simona Cox, the news anchor.”
Saying those words were the hardest things for Drew to say. He still loved her.
Chapter 42
Simona wore all black as she peeked through the bushes in the distance. She was viewing the Richland County Police Department. She was up to something, she had yet another plan. Ben was on her mind, she wanted to help him escape, but she knew she couldn’t just walk in there and ask for him. No, she couldn’t do that.
She stepped softly on a few tree branches, the cold air stinging on her lips and her face. Simona tiptoed until she got closer. The police department didn’t seem so crowded, especially since it was nine o’ clock at night. Simona had to get inside, she just had to.
There was a police car parked not too far. Luckily, no one else was around because she was about to do something crazy.
Simona was completely someone else. The way she changed quickly was almost psychotic.
She looked around the quiet parking lot and scanned the empty area. She walked a little closer to the police car and noticed a female officer was sitting in the car having a smoke.
Simona shook her head. “Bad cop.” She whispered to herself.
Simona carried a little pouch on her hip, she looked like one of those undercover spies or someone from a James Bond movie. She was seriously looking to start some trouble and no one was going to get in her way.
The cop coughed, taking the cigarette from her lips to rest her hands out the window of the car. She inhaled as she took another pull. The wrinkles on her face revealed that she smoked possibly every day, the grey strands peeked through her dyed brunette hair. She coughed again and took another pull.
Simona crept up to the car window. In cold blood, she stabbed the cop in the neck with a knife. The cop held her neck; gasping and feeling the knife that went through it. She closed her eyes, dying quietly.
Simona had a crazy plan. She looked around the area again really quick. She opened the door as the dead cop fell out into the parking space. Simona shook her head. “Stupid old bitch.”
Simona removed the cop’s uniform from her body.
She decided to put the uniform on, making it appear as though she was a cop. That way, she could walk through the police department without giving away too much attention. Simona checked her appearance in the side view mirror and pulled the hat down over her eyes. Perfect.
Simona looked down at the cop’s dead body at her feet. The woman was laying in her bra and panties; her white body was white as cold death. Simona carelessly stepped over it and walked towards the police department entrance.
It was too dark outside for anyone to notice the body, they wouldn’t notice it until morning, possibly. Simona had more stuff to take care of and Ben was next on her list.
Chapter 43
Creeping by the police officers in the hallway, some of them didn’t seem to notice Simona in her police disguise. She walked slowly, careful not to attract any attention of apprehensiveness. The police department was slightly quiet. The phones were ringing as officers rushed through the doors.
Simona still remained content, she knew that the officers were probably headed over to Drew’s home. She had to act fast and do what she had to do.
She walked down the hall, making a right turn until she saw where the jail cells were. A security guard was across from the cells in an office, he was alone and watching a portable television. Typical lazy ass, she thought as she watched him eat from the bag of potato chips.
Simona tiptoed to the office and opened the door, it squeaked behind her. A few inmates started whistling once they saw her, but they stopped whistling when they noticed she pulled out a pistol.
The security officer nearly choked on his mouthful of chips when he saw Simona standing there, pointing the gun at him.
He started to press the button to call for help, but she clicked the gun as a warning.
“Touch that button and you’ll be a dead man.” She said as she kept her eyes on his.
The old security guard gulped, his face red with fear. He raised both hands to surrender after it was clear to him t
hat Simona wasn’t a real officer.
“Now, take that key and release Benjamin Myers from his cell. Do it NOW! HURRY! MOVE!” She demanded as she moved the gun around. “Everyone else, don’t make a sound or I’ll blow all of you up at a time!”
Ben finally recognized Simona disguised as a police officer. He had no idea what was going on, but he was ready to find out.
“Simona?” he said, looking at her and at the approaching security guard. “What’s going on?”
Simona led the security guard to the cell with the gun to his back, she kept looking over her shoulder anxiously. “Hurry, get him out!” she shouted.
The security guard was scared shitless as he did as he was told. His nervous hands rattled with the keys to open the jail cell to release Ben.
Ben stood there confused.
“HURRY UP, BEN!” Simona pulled him from the jail cell. She quickly threw the security guard inside and grabbed Ben’s hand as they ran.
“YOU’RE NOT GETTING AWAY WITH THIS!!” shouted the old security guard. The other inmates were cheering on for Ben’s escape as they watched.
“Simona, what the hell is going on? Why are you releasing me? I know its Halloween, but why are you dressed as a cop?” Ben asked confused as they ran through the parking lot from exit.
Simona looked behind her, they weren’t being followed, but she knew the word would get out.
“No time to explain now! Hurry! This way!” she demanded.
They made it to the police car near the body of the dead female police officer. Ben almost shouted from the sight of the dead body, but Simona shushed him before he did.
“Quiet. Do you want us to get caught? You’ll be in more trouble than you are now. Get inside the car.” Simona opened the car door and rushed inside.
Ben looked unsure, but he got inside the passenger seat. He wasn’t feeling so well. Something didn’t feel right.
Simona backed out the parking lot and drove away from the premises of the police department.
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