Bittersweet (Lesbian)

Chapter 4

Chapter 4

(Tiresha)

People might say I'm crazy for still being in contact with my father but I don't care. I forgave him because I needed to be at peace with myself. I couldn't have peace if I didn't let all that hate, anger, and rage go. I felt a lot better once I released it. Also he honestly is a changed man. He reads to the younger prisoners and teaches them. He also cleans the cafeteria and he gets along with all the correctional officer's. He wrote letters apologizing to all the victims families and every year of the anniversary of their deaths he sends them money. Most importantly he has found the Lord. I visit often and tell him about my life and what's going on. I keep him in the loop. Anyways today I was making a unexpected visit to see who else knew about the crimes besides me and him and the justice system.

Dad: Hey baby girl........what a surprise

Tiresha: I know but guess what daddy

Dad: What

Tiresha: I got the job

Dad: So your with the Fed's now

Tiresha: Yes I am and I'm here on official business

Dad: What is it

Tiresha: You have a copycat

Dad: I knew this day would come

Tiresha: What do you mean

Dad: I got to tell you something that your not going to remember because you were a baby when it happened

Tiresha: What is it

Dad: I had a partner but he wasn't just anyone, he was your older brother

Tiresha: I have a brother

Dad: Yes you do, the killings started with him but the reason I decided to ride solo is because he went too far touching and feeling you and you were only six months, I mean I know you was five when I hurt you but babies, that's just sick your brother was worse than I was

Tiresha: So what your telling me is there's several more bodies out there

Dad: I'm sorry princess

I rolled my eyes at him and he told me where to find the bodies. After that I told the guard we were done. He apologized once more then I grabbed my things and I left. Just as I was about to get into my car. I was smacked over the head and everything we went blank. When I came to it I was strapped down to some table. I looked around me and there were tools and a bright light flashing in my eyes. I blanked and then I seen a man face standing over me. My vision was still a blur and then he moved the light so I couldn't quite see all of his face. He then picked up a huge knife that was laying next to the tools and he started sliding it gently on my throat.

Dash: Your not begging and screaming help me like the other woman and little girls usually do

Tiresha: I don't beg or cry

Dash: Not yet little sister

Tiresha: You wanna know what you are, your a coward and your sick, you get off on killing women but you won't stand up fight because your a bitch, I bet you use Viagra or something because you can't even get it up, I wouldn't even be surprised if your dick is little

Dash:  SHUT UP OR I WILL KILL YOU NOW YOU LITTLE BITCH

Tiresha: No you won't because you love the thrill of torture and watching your victims beg and plead for their life, but just kill me right now because I rather be dead then a bitch like you to live

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