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    Breathe– Chapter 14

    Story written on July 25, 2005 by Sox1.
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    He watches and waits but touches a little too

    He scanned the paper irritated by the fact that it couldn’t hold his interest. He reached in his pocket and carefully unfolded the article from his last story.

    Reading the details of his work usually took him back to the scene. He could close his eyes and feel her struggle under his body, crying for mercy. His heart would race as he recalled every detail of the moment he chose to end her life. Sometimes it would be one of the first deep blows, other times he would linger enjoying her cries and pleas for help.

    It really just depended on his mood. That was one of the details he didn’t plan. The moment he chose to end a life required creativity that couldn’tshouldn’tbe dictated by planning. He knew that executing his plan to perfection was the key. If he did, when she drew her last breath was completely in his control and at his discretion.

    He smiled and took a deep breath as if the memory provided him an erotic experience enjoyed by all five of his senses. He could see the terror in her face. He could feel the fear as she struggled to be free. He could hear her cries. He could smell her warm red blood as it spilled on the floor, and he could taste her soul as he covered her lips with his own as she drew her last breath.

    “What an amazing feeling,” he thought as he could feel the vibration of the last small sigh or whimper against his lips. His memories had flooded his mind and satisfied his spirit for weeks after filing his first story. Now, it was getting harder not to seize any opportunity to do it again and again.

    This time was different. He looked at the smudged newsprint in his hand and felt empty. He traced his finger over the byline of a new criminal reporter at the Times now covering his work and tried to tap into the heady feeling his memories usually provided.

    Nothing.

    Actually, he felt worse than nothing. He felt failure. If the two only knew how much of his time they wasted. Three weeks of watching and waiting.

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    4. Hey I feel honored to be second I have been checking in all day for your next chapter, I must admit I’m getting a bit worried about our two heroines, what with that slimeball lurking around. I had a feeling it was him in the boat last chapter, Damn! He’s gonna get what for from one of our ladies I know it. Awesome Sox!! Can’t wait :-)

    6. i knew that bastard was in the boat…. ok bette its time to be a cop again… and get this bastard… keep the dog close by… love this story…please continue

    9. ok glad I’m reading this in the day time. lol
      A couple of things I want to say thank you for, first I live with a roommate and it’s werid because she is so perdicable, but I’m not, reading that chapter has me checking every closet and under the bed in my house.
      And I have to say thank god that starbucks now puts these sticky pieces of tape over the sip hole.
      What else, oh will so have to start working harder on my dogs attack mode.
      And pay even more attetion to people around me. last one, maybe I should get a bigger knife?? oh that would suck if i had to explain why I’m carring a knife in my pocket to a cop. I will think about the last one.

    10. This chapter creeps me out even more, knowing where all these places are. I have a friend who lives in Belltown…and who is blonde! I’m going to send positive energy out to her, and remind myself over and over again, that this is FICTION! Thanks for this extra chapter.

    12. I am now officially addicted. I find that I am reading the same page or paragraph multiple times just so I can make the story last longer.

      Another blonde, huh? Hmmm, oculd be there’s a pattern here?

      The hairs on the back of my neck are already standing on end when I think of ‘him’ coming after Bette and Tina. Excellent as always.

    16. Reading that was way too creepy. I don’t know if that is how a serial killer thinks but it convinced me. I’ve got mixed emotions now. I don’t know if I can read your next post because I know some poor woman is going to meet this guy and it’s not going to be pretty. I hope Bette and her cohorts catch this guy quickly.

    18. Again I have to say you know how to write a startlingly creepy character – I guess all your murder mystery reading has helped forge your skill. These chapters are the hardest for me to read because the ugliness and hate is so hard to bear even in fiction, it’s why I stopped reading murder mysteries about 3 years ago and never watch the CSI stuff. but your story is very very well done and I love your Bette and Tina connection so I will read you till the finish. Thanks sox it’s a wonderful story.
      And working in Starbucks just shouts out to the coffee hounds that IC created.

    19. An other fascinating journey through the killer’s mind : great work, once more !
      It’s so interesting to follow such psychological cases, to analyse their motivations, their way to think and feel… Abyssal, scaring, but fascinating.
      And you are truly gifted to depict such journey. Chapeau !

    21. Okay he is a pervert. Lets get down to business now. .let him slip up and become afraid. Bette needs to tend to business.we all know she love Tina, She need to catch this nut. thanks

    22. It’s scary to think that this may actually be in fact the way, thoughts, of a serial killer. We don’t get this perspective other sources…sorry or maybe we do as I am not an avid reader of this work….I love this however, cause hopefully love will prevail and I kind of know the ending…I always need to know the ending of the movie in order to really enjoy it..yes I’m wierd…..But thankyou for this chapter…can’ wait til tomorrow

    23. I have to admit being creep out by this guy. Very original idea on the coffee, I was thinking that he might be a waiter or something, but yeah, I tend not to pay too much attention after I order my drink too. I will be more careful from now on!

      Great story…..and yeah, knew it was that guy. Now have to wonder, where’s the security at that nice housing community? I just assumed it was a gated community.

      Have a great event and write more!

    24. Bette’s a wounded champion. Will she be able to be there for Tina in the crucial moment?

      But, I’m rushing things.
      The pathology of this villain is scary and real, too real.

      Thanks.

    26. WOW!!! i just read this story from start to finish and i still cant believe everything thats happened. it made me curious as to how u no so much about CSI’s and everything else cuz u went into such great detail and thats wat certain stories are lacking. this guy is really wacked and i had an idea as to who tipped off the reporter i kinda thoought it was that male nurse who was watching tina when bette went to talk to the doctor. is it going to be in an upcoming chapter if not then can u please tell me if im right. and please POST SOON i love this story and i cant wait for the next chapter, even tho it freaked me out i liked how u had chapters just around the guy like wat he was thinking and stuff it was pretty deep. POST SOON PLEASE!!! CANT WAIT!!!

    34. The way you present this guy gives me the CREEPS..Such a FREAK..This story is getting VERY VERY VERY INTERESTING.I KNEW THAT SICK PUPPY WAS AT THE DOCK..BETTE NEEDS TO TEACH THE DOG TO SICK BALLS….YOUR A WONDERFUL STORY TELLER..THANKS..POST WHEN YOU CAN PLEASE

    35. That was good…creepy coffee guy, is he impersonating being a member of staff at these coffee houses? so easy to get these uniforms…
      When he is entering the victims apartments/houses is he also slipping the drug into other liquids that are in the fridge or drink cabinets? He lives for his crimes to be in print…so so good, love it.
      Thanks Sox1.

    36. Serial killers are never too far from their prey, as is what I suspected with the previous chapter. ;-)

      Geez, I feel like I now need to keep careful watch over my americanos, or any drink I order at a counter, from now on.

    37. Wow, it’s amazing how sick some people’s minds can be! It’s really a scary thing. Bette needs to get her detective head back on. I mean, I’m loving their, Bette and Tina’s, connection and all, but this guy’s warped sick mind, has me wanting to reach in and shake Bette out of her dreamy world, of her and Tina, and wake up the meticulous detective side of her. I mean, after that creepo, is behind bars, or dead, then I can relax with B/T staring glassy eyes, at each other. BUT, NOW AIN’T THE TIME!!!! Sorry, just on the edge, right now. You see, why I don’t watch those CSI shows. The neighbors would complain, about all the shouting coming from my place, and just find me yelling at the tv. Yup, I need a life! (smile)

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