Don't Touch Me

Part 1

Nick leaves for the gym at 6AM in the morning. I have no problem at all with this. Yet, he never comes home till 8 and he's not been kissing me recently, which isn't like him. Nick was the most compassionate boyfriend ever, earlier in our relationship. He enjoyed kissing, hugging and anything --- touchy feely? I wake up at 8 to run. I walk downstairs and frown at the note in the fridge. No water left. It was unusual seeing as though I had 3 in there. I looked and I was right they were gone. I found this unusual so I decided to ring Nick. I never really ring him at work. I hear a ring from the living room. Great, Nick left his phone at home. I slowly unlock his phone and automatically my finger hits messages. I mean, let's face it, every girl does that. I look at his top contact 'ashlee boo'. I click her contact and she's really pretty. I look through the messages she's sent "thought you were still single. Your Facebook status says you still date Zara..." But his reply set the alarm off. "Zara is a freak. I'm coming over now babe. We'll have fun!"
How dare he play with me. I pick up my phone and I type Ashlee's number in.
"Hello this is Ashlee's boyfriend. Ashlee is too busy sucking cock to answer right now..." Nicks deep voice says, through the phone.
"So you already had the slut..." I sob.
"Umm... One sec." I hear a door lock. "Z-Zara..."
"Come home. Now." I sob.
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15 minutes later...
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Nick enters. "Zara I'm so sorry."
"For what? For me to find out your filthy ways." I shout.
"Zar..." He grabs my arm.
"Don't touch me!" I shout. "Get out!" I cry. He nods with his head down. He gathers his things. "Oh yeah. And when your out there at your old home, call it off with Ashlee seeing as though she's still there..." He looks at me.
"If I Y'no break it off with Ashlee, will you be my girlfriend again?" It's so unbelievable he asked that.
"No, Nick. We can be friends though?" He sadly nods and walks out. To be honest I don't believe he will break it off with Ashlee and it's not fair on her. Even if she is a bitch. I grab my purse. I knew where his house was. I get on the tramline. I'm gonna get there before him and hide.
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After being on the tram
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I walk slowly into nicks house, not making a noise. I walk pass the kitchen where Ashlee is stood humming to herself making food; wearing just a thong and bra-let. I creep up to his bedroom and I hide in the closet. I keep the door open a crack to watch and observe. I open up Instagram and I'm scrolling through my feed when I hear the door slam. I jump and lock my phone promptly. I put it in my pocket and look through the little crack.
"Babe, did you want fun?" Ashlee says.
He nods, cheerfully. Unbelievable. I couldn't say anything at this point either. I watched as Nick straddled her. Let's not go into gory details. He then pulled a knife and stabbed her in the belly. She screamed. That scream will haunt me for as long as I live.
"Bye babe..." Nick does a devious laugh as Ashlee pleads for her life. He then plunges the knife in her heart. I grimace and whimper a bit. I sit in the wardrobe, curled in a ball.
The wardrobe door opens and I gasp when I see nicks blood splattered face. "Zara, Zara, Zara..." He starts.
"Come near me and I'll knock you out! I'm calling the police!" I try running off but he trips me up with his foot. I turn so he doesn't stab my back. "Stay away Nick." I say, my voice trembling like mad.
"Zara, I can't let you go..." He looks at me.
"Why?" I snarl.
"Zara, will you be my girlfriend?" Nick says.
"No way!" I retort.
Nick holds the knife to my gut. "Will you?"
Lovely Nick has just threatened me.
"Y-yes..." I sob. He turns around.
"Great, someone to clear the bodies and do the house work. First job, got rid of the evidence of Ashlee." He says.
Carrying Ashlee's limp body was dreadful. I was weary and you could feel she was almost dead. She whispered in my ear, half dead.  "I'm sorry Zara. I didn't know."
"It's okay. You can let go Ashlee..." I sob.
"Visit my brother.. Ethan... GPS app..." She says pointing to get phone and honestly that was Ashlee's last words. "Burn the body!" Nick demands, walking out. "I'm going to get laid now." I sob with Ashlee in my arms. Even though she was gone I whispered "I'm not gonna burn you Ashlee..." I grab a shovel, my weary body buckling under the excess weight. I put Ashlee on the floor and I wrap her in a blanket from the attic so she looks like a caterpillar. "Goodnight Ashlee" I sob, digging a hole that I could lay her in the bottom in. This properly wore me out. By the time I got in it was 1AM. Nick wasn't back. I decided to ring him. He answers and loud club music is behind him. "I'm tired." I say, yawning. His house was a lot better than mine, although he always insisted on living in my house, which meant I had no bed.
"In the attic there's a waterbed. Sleep on that."
"Whatever." I say, walking up to the attic.
"You're such a knob. I was about to get my fifth girl!"
My eyes widen. "Well, I'm sorry, mr STD."
"I don't have STD's." He says, protectively.
"I'm Nick the dick and everyone knows I'm a walking STD and that's why Zara has never kissed or slept with you and she's already lost both." I mock him.
"Shut up Zara..."
"Woe is you Nick!" I say, hanging up. I get into my pjs and check my Instagram. No new notifications. I block Nick and delete all the pics. I open up DM, typing help to my friend, Violet. She replies strait away. "What?" She replies. Then I put "I'm held hostage. Nick has kidnapped me. Where should I go. He's out."
"You can't come here, za. It's the first place he'll look. If you can come out tomorrow... To be back at night. I need to speak to you about this."
"I'm gonna try anyway. I've gotta visit someone he killed brother tomorrow."
"Fuck. He killed someone. I'll get you out ASAP don't worry Za."
"Okay. I'll try." I say, putting my phone down.
I hear the door open down stairs and all the way from down stairs I hear loud moans. He was doing some one else. On the day of the break up. Another body to clear tomorrow. Another body to hide and bury before going out. I sob on my pillow for what could be half and hour and I look up infront of me.
"Fucking hell!" I yell, looking in front of me. It just couldn't be her.
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