"Oh my god, oh my god." I repeated. This can't be happening.
Sorry darling, it is. Now do what I say unless you want to get caught.
"I'm not listening to you! You made me do this!" I yelled. I didn't know what to do. I hadn't ever killed anyone! The voice had a point though. Someone could walk in at any moment. I imagined Jim Gordon walking in. What would he think? I was here standing over a dead body, and talking to myself. I was clearly insane.
"Fine. What should I do?" I asked.
Glad you asked. Write a note.
"A note?" I questioned. Why would I write a note?
Come on, this was clearly a suicide.
"This was not a suicide! I killed her!" I yelled. I was going mad. I had to be. The chemicals drove me insane.
Be a little louder, I don't think everyone in the police department heard you.
I would never fake someone's suicide. But I never thought I would murder someone either. Things had changed since I fell in those chemicals. The toxins had an irreparable effect on me and my personality. So why not?
I walked over the The lifeless nurse and bent down. Their was a pocket in her coat. It rested on her chest. Inside of it, was a pen. "Hm, I guess it's meant to be."
I grabbed a nearby piece of paper and began scribbling down words. As I was writing I felt a small sense of sorrow, but not enough to stop me. The pen scratched across the paper, creating noise in the silent room.
After I was done, I read the note aloud. "Dear loved ones, I am truly sorry that this is what it came too. The idea of being trapped in this island started to drive me mad. I felt like this city was closing in on me. I want you all to know how much you meant to me."
It's perfect. Now, let's get out of here.
"Where should we go?" I asked. We couldn't stay here.
Actually, Before we leave, we need to find Jeremiah.
"Jeremiah? Why?" I questioned. Why would we need to find Jeremiah? He's done nothing but hurt me.
Find him now, or you will kill again.
I didn't want to kill anyone else. At least no one innocent. "How do you know?"
Because I control your darkest side. And I can take over.
"What does that mean?"
It means that the innocent side of you is dying slowly. I'm in control now.
"Fine. I'll find Jeremiah." I complied. I looked around me. The hospital complex in haven was small, so this wouldn't take long. My eyes landed on a computer. "That'll probably have records on it. It should say where Jeremiah is."
Then use it!
I was shocked by her Vicious tone. Technically she was me, so in some way I was shocked by mine. The thought of myself being capable of such anger terrified me. Nonetheless, I walked over to the computer. I tapped on the keys to turn it on. "It's password protected. We can't get in. We'd need a member of the staff."
YOU ARE READING
In love with a maniac: Jeremiah ValeskaAction
Y/n has been friends with Xander for as long as she can remember even after she found out his real identity. But things happen that she couldn't even imagine, and her best friend turns into her worst fear.