^Letter from author 02^

Fuh! That’s the end of it… Haha! It’s a bit dull but I’m so busy and all that I have to end it this way… I even thought of making Olivia killed herself but then I don’t think that it’ll be that much interesting. Yet, if they get together and kill together, that’ll be more interesting! Hahahahah (Evil laugh)! So I guess it’s the end! See u around! (I’m writing a short story after this; about a wonderful gay couple relationship… Have fun reading!) Thanks….

RAIN KILLER: Chapter Eight

I’m going to let it be Olivia’s day today… It doesn’t matter anyway. We both aware of each other now and we shared each other’s thought and feelings a lot. We understand each other. They are still searching for Olivia’s boyfriend and best friend’s murderer.

I admired the way she screamed and cried hysterically hearing the news from the police. She’s so good at faking it! Nobody will ever know it was actually her that killed him and that son of a bitch’s slut. She still portray her innocent side though she wasn’t the innocent Olivia anymore… well, I also did a great job at telling her to clean up all the evidence at the scene…

Sometimes, she would let it be my day; Natasha’s day… It feels good living with her. Wonder whose next going to be on our victim’s list… This is just getting better! And we will never stop…

!THE END!

RAIN KILLER: Chapter Seven

I did it… I did it! I killed him!

No, it wasn’t me… It was her… she told me to do it.

But, it’s me… I’m the one who plunged the knife through his heart. And what scared me the most is that I liked it! I liked the fact that I killed him. He deserved every single blow… she also said that he deserved it. She understands me. She said that she had known all along that he had been cheating on me. I was so stupid. I’m only lucky that I got her with me. My whole life had been so unlucky… But now I found my luck.

“No one will ever take you for granted again…” She said.

And she’s right. I can’t help but agree with her, looking down at the two dead bodies on the floor. He was my boyfriend and she was my best friend. They looked better when they’re dead anyway…

Lips… silence
Eyes… closed
Breathing… zero
Body… still
Clothes… red… blood…
Goodbye…

RAIN KILLER: Chapter Six

Shit! What had happened?! I completely missed my therapy session and here I am all-wet to my feet again! I’m going crazy… I can’t go on like this… I feel pathetic now that tears are streaming down on my cheeks. I’m frustrated with my self. Why me out of all the people in the world? Why me? I had always been a good person. I never do anything bad to others even when they hurt me… My life had always been miserable.

“Olivia…” I hear that voice again; a woman’s voice in my head and it’s not mine…

“Who are you?” I asked to myself.

“Look into the mirror, dear…” She said. “You finally can hear me, do you?” She asked, laughing wickedly.

And I look into the mirror. I can’t believe it. It’s my eyes, my blue eyes! One of it had gone green! No way that could’ve happened…

“I’m here for you, Olivia…” she said and laughed hysterically.

No! It can’t be happening! I shut my eyes tightly and shut my ears with my hands. I screamed out loud and felt tears streaming down my closed eyes. I don’t want this. I’m not listening! I can’t let this happen… she’s taking over me. I can’t let this happen…

RAIN KILLER: Chapter Five

His steady face watching me… He looks neutral, unlike the time when he stabbed me to death. At that time, I can see the evil in his eyes. Now, he looks sad. I wonder why he hated me so much… well, maybe because I’ve ruined his career and fake my love for him. I’ll never love any man other than Jason, the one he had murdered.

He didn’t know me now. He hasn’t seen the evil in my eyes. He took everything away from me. Hurm… I also took everything away from him. I had killed all four of his dearest families… Now, we’re equal and it’s his turn to die.

“So, Mr. Stanton, does the personal incidents involving your family affects your work?” I asked pretending to sound more of a journalist.

“Um… I do admit that it does affect my work. But I’m trying to handle things more professionally…” I heard him said all that while trying to hide the sadness. But I can tell just how broken his heart is…

“Knowing you, you do handle things professionally, Steven…” I said mentioning him by his first name so that he knows that something’s wrong as I gave him a sinister smile…

“What do you mean?”

I laughed hysterically. “It feels really good when you don’t recognize me, Steven. Don’t worry, it’ll end soon…”

“I’m calling the security-“

“-they’re dead…”

He couldn’t say a word now looking at me, all so confused.

“It’s me. I’m back from the dead for you”

I can imagine it all well in my head. I’ll make it simple and fast. No mess… I’m going to stab him in the throat and let him bleed to death with this knife in my bag. Next, I’ll burn down his entire small-sized office. All the documents, the flesh, and the bones will turn to ashes. Now, he is looking at me with fear in his eyes and it’s me who had the evil eyes…

RAIN KILLER: Chapter Four

Yes! It’s raining! As soon as the rain hits Olivia, she turns to me, Natasha. She had a dream of me last night…. The girl with brown hair and green eyes; the one that jump-off that window; that’s me.

They killed my beloved husband, Jason. Stupid things! I shouldn’t have told them the password ‘cause I knew they’re going to kill us anyway. I wasn’t thinking… But today, I’m going to finish off the last of them, the one who killed me.

I did jump off that building but I survived. I’ve been in coma for 3 weeks. When I woke up, nothing left in me but revenge… I grade up my skills on almost everything lethal from handling guns, flying a helicopter, to self defense. But my silly unforgivable mistake had let him killed me. Bloody hell! Anyway, I no longer have the face of Natasha. He wouldn’t know me now. What a pleasant thought… I’m going to off to his office now as a journalist. We’ve set-up a meeting and I’ll be ‘interviewing’ him….

^Letter from author^

Oh well, I started writing this out of nowhere during my class. The lecture was soooo boring that I just have to write something, if not, I will die! It comes naturally. I meant to have 10 chapters for the story but it could be more or less. I don’t really like writing lengthy pieces after all… Hahahahahah! This story is basically bout revenge that turns out to be a habit. Urm… I mean, at first Natasha kill for revenge but it soon turns out to be something that she just can’t stop doing. Here’s where the psycho part comes in. Poor Olivia though. :-P! I make it first person point of view so that you can get all the emotions (that is if you get it). Anyway, have fun reading and thanks for stopping by! Comment if you’re kind…

RAIN KILLER: Chapter Three

She loves him, and they're torturing him to death. They're forcing her to give information. She keeps her mouth shut. She can't let them know but she can't take it anymore. They're hurting him! She then said, "Activist." They all laughed. One of them then took the knife and slit his throat. As blood pour out and flood the floor, she screamed her lung out. Watching her loved one die in front of her, she died too. They came to her slowly. She knew what they're going to do. She looked to her left at the sight of the window, she wanted to die too. So she runs away from them as they chased her and she jumps out of the window smashing the glasses that poked parts of her skin. Wind strong on her face and she hits the ground.

I awake, sweating and touching my skin as if trying to find the shards of glasses poking to it. What a dream… it's so real… I wonder who's that girl with red hair and green eyes? I have to meet my therapist today. It's been a confusing week for me. I keep having nightmares full of blood and violence. The news on TV is also not helping. They keep on broadcasting those unresolved murder cases. It's been three deaths already. I can't deal with it and I'm so frustrated and stressed out with myself. I think I'm amnesia. I keep forgetting things that I've done. Sometimes, I'm in a different place and suddenly I realized that I'm somewhere else all wet to my feet. It's awful. What had happened to me?

It's cloudy outside. I took one last glimpse of myself in the mirror before I walked out of the door.

RAIN KILLER: Chapter Two

I'm Natasha. If you remember me, I kill a son of a bitch in a hotel room. Do you remember? Yes. That's me. You must be wondering who's Olivia. Well, she's also 'me'. Hahaha! She's the other me, the good side of me, or maybe the original owner of this body. That's her. Have you guys ever heard of split personality? This is it…

You see, I'm up for revenge. So, I used her as my tool. I mean, look at her! She's pretty and so dear, so innocent, so… the opposite of me. Oh well, let's just say, the perfect one. Though I have to say that, she's kinda stupid. Just by looking at her idiotic boyfriend, I already knew that he's a bloody jerk. But don't worry, Olivia. One day if he ever hurt you and you do feel like killing him, leave it up to me… no one will ever know where his body even lay! Hahahahaha! The longer I'm with you, the more I love you, Olivia…

When it rains again, I will return you back to you, I promise. Too bad you didn't know me. But I will be watching you and I will take care of you as a way of thanking you for giving me a chance to take my revenge. Even if you can't hear me, I want you to know that I'm Natasha, the Rain Killer…

RAIN KILLER: Chapter One

I wonder if I'm doing the right thing right now. I'm ruining this girl's life for sure. But I know that they can't get her because I'm very good at this. I cover all my trails. I never make mistakes. I can't deal with mistakes. I have to be a perfectionist because I'm doing this for revenge. I'll never get my revenge unless than doing this.

She's beautiful, now that I stare at this mirror. Her long black fine hair is so soft perfected with her fair skin and those real beautiful bright blue eyes. She's perfect. Perfect and too beautiful… And thus, perfect for the job.

Too bad she had to be with me with blood on her hands now in a messy bloody hotel room. That bloody rich stupid murderer son of a bitch dead on the bed; it relieves me… more to come though. "Thank you, Olivia… You make everything so perfect", I said mischievously to the girl in the mirror, me… and her.