deranged [sequel to unlovable]

part 10

songs :

• full moon [rough] - mi$ery (soundcloud)
• the renegade never dies - night lovell
• you & i (oh genius remix) - one direction

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[caleb's pov]
i walk into work the next day unsure of what to expect from today.
i carefully open the metal door and step inside.
vanessa looks up at me and looks back at damien.
she has her hair pulled back into a ponytail with her black leather jacket, skinny jeans & combat boots.
she's wearing winged eyeliner today & her eyes are clear.. which is good. i hate seeing her cry.
she gives me a cold stare & then she turns and walks out of the room.
"hi.. what case are we on today?" i ask damien.
he starts to open his mouth but vanessa struts back into the room & slides a gun down the metal table to where i stand.
i pick it up and place it in my holster.
"i'm on a case at a hotel. bye." she says & walks out the door.
well damn.. talk about bitter.. i mean, i guess i don't blame her. i get it.. but.. why can't we be friends or something? is it that difficult?
damien sighs, "you two were originally assigned that case together.. but she requested this to be an independent case. with her mental state, i agreed. after we get the body from vanessa, you are coming with me to go to a house that will probably have weapons."
"okay." i say.
i don't argue. whatever he wants me to do, i'll do it. i'm getting paid good money & anything is more experience at this point.
i know i'm not damien's favorite person and i can already feel the tension.. but i feel like it will be okay.

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[vanessa's pov]
today's case is pretty interesting. 15 people killed!?
that's a whole lot of people & a lot to cover up.
i'm not afraid of this. i'm not afraid of him.
however, i do feel bad about the carpets that are about to be stained with blood.
i discussed this with damien already & he said that the hotel staff knows about everything.. which is a really good thing.
i'm certainly not going to go easy on this guy.. it also says in the file that he is a molester. why should he live? maybe it wasn't the best idea for me to be left alone to one person with all of the stress and fury i have inside of me..
i stride into the hotel lobby & wink at the receptionist. she nods in understanding.
i use the stairs like crazy now. i run up the stairs quickly & with ease.
training has helped & improved my stamina.
when i get to floor three, i open the tan door leading to the hallway.
everything is quiet & ordinary.. i creep down the hallway until i get to door 323.
the sound of a tv show plays from within.
i knock on the door and lean to the side, clear of the peephole in the door.
i grab my gun from my holster & turn the safety off.
the door unlocks & when it swings open, i step into view and raise my gun up.
i take a split second to validate the man's identity.. and sure enough, he matches the file.
i pull the trigger and watch as he falls to the ground from impact.
the crimson liquid seeps through his white t-shirt.
whoops.
i then pull out the knife from my holster and lean over him.
he mumbles incoherent words & grips the wound.
i slide the blade across his neck.
the sound of his skin slicing under the blade gives me ultimate satisfaction.
this sick man's life is now in my hands.
he yells out. blood flows from his neck like a water fountain. he coughs up blood as well.
his eyes flash with fear. good.
i make another cut across his wrist just to enjoy myself even more. i watch as his vein protrudes from the cut and then blood flows from the cut.
i press the button on my earpiece.
i put one of my boots on his stomach and lean over him, watching the life leave his eyes.
blood stains the carpet around him and from the gunshot, some splattered on the dresser and the walls. oops.
i laugh and wipe my blade off with a towel laying on the ground beside me.
i slide my gun & knife back in their holsters.
he lays, lifeless on the ground.
i walk around the room, searching for anything i can find. finally, a giant black bag on the floor near the window.
i'm not one to steal, but i am beyond tempted by the wads of cash that sit in the bag.
i grab two rolls of 500 dollars and tuck them in my jacket pocket.
i then walk to the mirror in the bathroom & tighten my ponytail. my hair is so long & i love it.
i have slight bags under my eyes but they're lessened from my great sleep last night.
i have some blood on my hands so i wash them under the water.
my makeup still looks good, i feel great.. that's all that matters to me.
then, a knock on the door.
i open the door wide & watch damien's jaw slightly drop a little at the sight behind me.
caleb stands behind him & looks past me to see the body. he looks back to me in shock.
they both stare at me.
i grin, "i'm so sorry.. looks like he didn't make it."
i whip my ponytail & strut down the hallway, not giving a single fuck about anything that just happened.

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after my case today, damien said i was released so i drive to cody's house.
i need to do this.. as hard as it is, it has to happen.
the difference between caleb & i is i am one to communicate. i'll be straight up. i won't lie to you.. and i'll have proof to back up my statements.
in this situation, it's more difficult than ever because he didn't do anything wrong..
he was so perfect.. just not for me.
i stare at the ring on my finger as he opens his front door. i bite down on my lip.
you're not going to cry. you're not going to cry.
"babe? what's going on? are you okay?" he asks.
that only breaks my heart more. i feel hot tears stream down my face.
"cody.. i'm so sorry. we need to talk." i say, stepping inside.
he nods and shuts the door behind me.
i sit on the couch, "this is one of the hardest things i've ever had to do.. i don't even know how to say it."
he sits next to me, "you're breaking up with me, aren't you?"
"cody.. you were and are such an amazing guy, an amazing boyfriend.. you gave me the whole entire universe & i love you so much. i always will. no words will ever explain how thankful i am for you & how happy you made me. if you want to be friends, i'd love to be there for you.. but if not, i understand. just please remember that this is not your fault & you didn't do anything wrong. do not blame yourself.. promise me that." i ramble.
a tear falls down his cheek & he covers his face with his hands.
i rub his back softly and lean on him.
fuck fuck fuck this is awful.
"i'm so so sorry.." i apologize.
i hate this so much.
he takes a deep breathe and uncovers his face, "i understand, vanessa. thank you for being honest. i love you so much."
whoa.. he took that really well.. i think?
i slide off his promise ring slowly & place it on the coffee table in front of us.
i watch as more tears fall down his cheeks.
it breaks my heart to see him like this.. this hurt over me. i wasn't being fair to him.. i had to.
i rub his knee, "do you want me to give you some time alone?"
he nods his head yes and buries his face in his hands. i can hear his shaky breathes..
i hate seeing him cry.. this hurts me so much.
"okay, cody. thank you for everything. i will always love you. i wish you all the happiness." i tell him & leave his house.

when i get out onto his front porch, i can't stop the tears from falling.

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hey lovelies!! :)

i decided to add songs for each chapter.. i listen to them while writing the chapters sooo..

i'm going on a trip for the weekend.. i'll try to update as best as i can.

my spotify is : adriihailey

hope everyone is having a great saturday(:

thank you for reading!! xo

- adrianna