Wednesday 10:05am
His heart was thumping hard in his chest. He had a cup of coffee in his left hand and was re-opening his Internet search. He quickly logged back into his email and said, "Pax...what was your username again?" His hands where shaking with excitement. Making him hard. Wanting. Needing. Harder yet.
"Do I have to do everything around here?" I said as I pushed Saul out of the way; just like I usually like to do. Of course he leaves, never fights it. Though I can still feel that he is very anxious. His energy never leaves the room. The anxiety makes me want to take another dose, another pill, another way out. Out of this misery...the same thing from day to day. 'Check the computer, respond to email and postings, go to work, lunch date, house showings....blah blah blah!'
"Oh quit your complaining!" He says, "This is all good for you! You need it! Crave it! Want it!" He then turns to leave again, this time taking his coffee with him.
"Fucker!" I say under my breath.
I click on my first unread message. Spam! 'Damnit!' I yell, glancing back at the clock again. Only 10:15am. I took my first pill at exactly at 6:12am. I think it's almost time for another. I bite my thumb nail anxiously.
Second unread message:
'Dear Gabriel,
Hello my name is Juliet...yes that is Juliet like 'Romeo and Juliet.' Anyways, I came across your ad on postyourstuff.org, and I was just wondering if you were a real Realtor...if that makes any sense...you see I am really needing a place...temporary or permanent..right now I don't really care. I just need a roof over my head for my dog and I.
Lets see..I am going to be coming down to your area next Thursday and would LOVE to book and appointment with you. Maybe a lunch somewhere? Or coffee? Please let me know..when you know!! Thank you!
Juliet K. Kelly
P.S- What is the origin of your name? I really like it....being a bit religious myself I find it has a very good ring to it.'
I took a deep breath and held it as I read the email again, then again, and yet again. Memorizing every word of it. 'Juliet, Juliet, Juliet K. Kelly..' thinking it over and over again, 'Juliet.' I smiled. Her name was pretty..and not very common, he liked that. "Saul?" I called and he came immediately.
"Yes?" His voice was sly...his energy was thick and I felt overcrowded.
"Read this email...what do you think? Is she the next one? Juliet...Juliet Kelly...Juliet..." I let her name burst in my head like fireworks on the fourth of July. 'Juliet....July...Juliet July!!!'
"Hey pipe down will ya?" Saul barked out. A smile started to spread on his evil and perfect lips, exposing his ivory fangs. "Paxton, you will write this little Juliet back. You will plan a morning coffee date and take her to a nice apartment. I want you to find out what part of California she is looking to live and if she is renting, buying or what. Make sure you push it on her that you might know of some apartments...not houses. Understand?"
"Why not a hou-" I started to say...he interrupted me with a stern glare.
"Paxton, listen...absolutely no houses. I think I know the perfect place to take her. I will show you where when it gets closer to your little lunch date." He then smiled at me kindly and left.
Peace again. Except for my racing heart, all was quiet. I glanced back onto the bed where the dead girl lay. 'Could I really do this to another poor and helpless girl? Could I really take another life? End it?' Something stirred in my pants, 'Yes, yes I could do it and I would do it...if I didn't he would and that would be worse off for her. Juliet K. Kelly.'
"Precious Juliet," I said as I sat down to send her an email. I told her all about myself:
'Dear Juliet,
I sure do like the sound of your name, my dear. The name Gabriel comes from my Hebrew origin. It actually means 'man of God,' or 'God as my might.' I know what and where the name Juliet comes from as well...but I will save that for our lunch meeting.
Now-on to some business: Where are you going to be coming from? How many people will be living with you? I took note you said you have a dog? What is the breed? I also have a dog.'
--Although I didn't have a stupid dog...I chuckled to myself and continued the email.
'Enough questions...now about myself: I have been in Realty for over 6 years. I continue to grow in this business!! I have sold hundreds of houses and probably thousands of apartments! Apartments are usually my specialty so if you want a place fast...my professional recommendation is try for an apartment and I can promise to get you in one the day you come in! That is a guarantee!
Well I really look forward to meeting up with you!
Realty 99
Gabriel'
I looked at my master piece. Such a beautiful letter!! The anger struck suddenly... filling my body with the hate...need. The lust was back as well. The fucking rage! It was time for my pill, had to be. I glanced at the clock..it was only 10:45am. I shouldn't have to take another pill until 11:00am. This was getting out of hand! How the fuck could I ever stop this?! Would I ever want to?! Angrily, I jammed a pill into my mouth and bit down hard. The bitter taste filled my mouth...irritated my gums, but it was the relief that came over me soon as I collapsed on the small bed, next to the dead porcelain shell. As I stared at the back of her golden head, I felt all the pain in the world start to dissipate...although I knew my guardian angel was just a diversion, I finally felt happy. Slowly the world started to fade as I got lost in my nightmares.
--To Be Continued--
