Chapter 11: The Isolation

KAYLEEN

I’m all clean when he came back knocking at the door.

“Kayleen?” I immediately run to the door. 

“Zeke please, you can’t just bring me here. She might do something to you.” 

“Trust me, you are safe here.” He opened my door locking it fast too. “I want to meet her too. I wanna talk to her, know her.”

“That’s crazy!” 

“Shh! Calm down Kayleen.” His warm hand reached for both of my shoulders caressing them softly as he is looking at my eyes. “Just trust me.” I gave him a nod.

The days went normal as I’m locked there. I finally have a normal day, eating normal too. I can’t think how can Zeke help me like this even he knows I’ve killed a lot already. I also murdered one of those people quite close to his heart. 

If he called the cops and give me to them, I will definitely accept it. I know I deserve to be inside jail than here given a special attention. He can’t be good to someone he just knew not minding the other he met a bit longer already.

I opened the television after finding a comfortable position. My face is all over the news. It’s no longer new. Now I am labelled as a serial killer with the same style of murdering people. Shaira loves stabbing no matter if she uses other weapons too. Dropping my body on the soft couch, I turned it off again. I hate the way, they describe me.

The day ended like always. I’m all alone in the house since Zeke is at work. I have a small kitchen here where I can cook so I have no problem. The fridge is full too. When he got home he knocked on the door as a signal he is there. 

“Kayleen, I have something for you.” The door swung open showing him to me. He is still wearing his white coat and a stethoscope on his neck. He looks like a hot doctor. On his right hand, he is holding a box.

“What is that?” I asked when he handed it to me.

“A phone. Use it to call me whenever something happens.”

He leaved fast after locking the door. He must be tired. I checked on the phone he gave me while squatting on the bed poking it. It’s better than the last phone I owned. His number is already saved their too. I opened my social media accounts and read a lot of bad chats about me. Some threats are present there too.

My face is all over social media, in any site or app that I open. I’m wanted with a huge money on my head, I worth millions whenever anyone tells the cop. If that’s why Zeke kept me, it’s not believable. He is already rich; he won’t be needing the money anymore. I turn the phone off and lie on the bed. 

I miss my old life when I still didn’t meet Shaira. 

The memory of my family is making me cry again. It hurts thinking it’s me who killed them. No—it’s Shaira. 

I need someone to talk to right now to get distracted but I also want to be alone so I choose not to bother Zeke. He must be so tired from work and I just can’t take so much of his time. Even he said that I am safe here, I can’t still help myself from thinking that some danger. Zeke is taking so much risk hiding me and his reasons is still unknown. Or maybe he is really planning to surrender me one day surprisingly. 

It’s about 8 pm and I’m still stock at the bed doing nothing. I didn’t even notice the time since the windows are covered with the curtains. I just took a peak on the phone screen and saw the time.

“Hey. My fiancé came back for me just now,” I read Zeke’s text popping on the screen. That must be a good news. I sat on the bed to reply to him.

“How is it? Did she know I am here?” Sent.

“Yeah. I told her.” My heart started beating fast again feeling like she might be planning something reading his reply. I worth millions.

“I’m scared.” Sent.

“She wanted to meet you. We are in your door right now.” I drop the phone to run to the door waiting for it to open. It didn’t open yet so I came back to my phone checking if he texts another but no. I went back to the door to press my ear against it.

“Please Zeke, I just wanna see her. I wasn’t planning for anything,” her voice sounded soft and sincere. I am starting to imagine how she looks like.

“You can open it. It’s fine!” I spoke and they went silent.

I hear the locks being unlocked now by Zeke so I stepped back and stood straight waiting for it to completely open showing themselves to me. I’m suddenly curious how she looks like just by hearing her voice. But at the same time, I’m also afraid about doing something to her in the future. She might be the next victim if she gives Shaira a reason to do so.

The door’s creak made my breathing went abnormal. It’s like I’m not breathing right at this moment. The moment it exposed the two, my heart stopped as I gasp. I stared at her for very long.

That copper blond hair, porcelain skin, height, blue eyes and vibes. How can she have those features? Have I seen her before? One blink and I see a demonic smirk on her face making me step backwards. 

Is this her? No—it can’t be.

She is another person. She can’t be her.

I blinked again and I still see her demonic face.

“Hey. Are you okay?” Zeke worriedly asked as he walk to me and tap my face very softly. I look at him and then her. Everything looks weird, I felt like floating on air. 

“Is anything wrong?” Her voice too is changing. The soft voice is gradually changing into something devilish and sharp. I even hear her chuckle as she walks to our direction. 

“Shaira,” I whispered out of breath.