My neck is sore, covered in purple splotches. I’m still not breathing quite right. Judith, my family, and I’ve been bustled from place to place all day. Yet, I really don’t mind. Because it’s over. The nightmare is finally over. They caught Brett. I can finally sleep soundly for the first time since Mary died.
Judith and I were moved to a hotel room after Brett’s little post on MaleOrderMan, with three officers posted at the door and a few others scattered across the floor we were staying on. It seemed foolproof, until last night. Judith was in the shower while blaring music from her laptop, as she always does. I had just stepped back in from the balcony, when a pair of strong arms wrapped around my throat.
“No more no more no more hide and seek,” Brett said. I started panicking, unable to breathe.
I still don’t know how he found us. I still don’t know how he got past the police and into the hotel room. Fifth floor, no way in other than the guarded front door, and still he somehow found his way inside. I’m not sure I’ll ever understand how that mad man was capable of doing everything he did, but it doesn’t matter anymore because now he’s chained up in a cell under 24 hour watch.
“Shh… don’t struggle. You don’t die yet. Her first. Gotta kill Damien. Gotta kill the author. You aren’t him yet. Not until she dies,” Brett whispered, his lips so close they may as well have been brushing against my ear. His grip tightened even more, “You sleep now.”
I blacked out.
I woke up to find my apartment filled with activity. A paramedic was crouched over me, shining a light in my eyes before turning to someone else and shouting that I was awake. The only thing I could think about was Judith and what that monster had done to her.
The shock and joy I felt when she ran to me and embraced me was like nothing I’ve ever felt.
Judith explained everything to me. She’d come out of the shower to find Brett standing over my unconscious body. He’d charged at her, so she used both the taser and the pepper spray she’s had with her since coming back from Kiera’s on him. Apparently the combination stopped him in his tracks. Judith called for help, the police came in, and Brett was in handcuffs before he could react. After that, it was just a matter of getting me awake and taking him to the station. Then today with all the paperwork and procedure…
I can’t believe it’s finally over. Judith is alive. My family is alive. I’m alive. The nightmare is over. I can get back to writing, and my life can finally go on.