A Second Chance to Live|| book 2

4

“Where were you?” Grayson asked as I walked into the room.

“What are you doing in my room?” I asked

“I’m your boyfriend,” he said

“Yeah I don't see how that answered my question,” I said

“I picked up your pills today,” he said while showing me the bottles.

I took them before walking to my bed.

“Are you okay?”

“My head hurts a little,” I said as I sat down on the bed.

“Are you taking your pills?” he asked

“Yeah,” I said and he nod.

“When do I get to stop taking these damn pills,” I asked while looking at the bottle.

Nothing was written on the bottle. I placed the bottle down before looking at Grayson.

“I need to rest. Do you mind leaving” I asked and he walked out.

I went into my gun room before grabbing what I would need. I changed before arming myself.

Tonight is going to be a bloody night that's for sure

••°•

When I got home I took a long-needed shower. I watched as the blood from my victims ran down my body and down the drain.

For some people, it wouldn't be easy to become a killing machine in a year and a couple of months but for me, it just happened.

I often think it's because I had just woken up without memories of life itself. I could easily kill someone without hesitation.

It was like I had no soul. Maybe I died in that accident.

Creepy to think of, I know.

I was made into a killing machine not by force but because I had no reason not to turn into one. I didn't question anything I would just kill.

I often think of the person I used to be and the person I am now, is different. Would people who knew meto see me differently. Would they be surprised by the new me?

Sighing I grabbed my shampoo and washed my hair.

After scrubbing my body I got out of the shower.