Dick made me do it... (S9)

Standing in the center of this dimmed light atmosphere I knew l I had fucked up,

Fingers twitching,

Eyes blinking faster than usual,

Palms sweaty and my heart felt like it was going to erupt,

Standing over two dead bodies with a knife in my hand,

All I could do was ask myself, "Where did I go wrong",

I had convinced myself she made me do it,

She as in I,

My alter ego takes control of my mind sometimes,

She takes over me as if I am a completely different person,

Ruthless, Insane, Revengeful... Possessive

Let me start from the beginning,

My name is Sanaa and I am a revengeful serial murder,

I've killed all of my exes in this lifetime,

Both men and women,

Here is my story.

It all started when I was I was in college. I fell madly in love with a woman named Mandy. She was six feet tall, dark brown skin, hazel brown eyes and she played for the schools basketball team. Mandy had no idea I was so infatuated with her until one day. I followed her after one of the games. She used to see this girl named Amanda who lived off campus in a midtown apartment. After every game they would go out have a celebratory drink and go back to Amandas place and fuck.

There is a rooftop park almost perfectly diagonal from Amada's apartment you could see straight through at night. Some nights I would sit and watch movies with them, I would be there for their evening showers, dinner and I never missed a sexcapade. My favorite. It was like we were all in a three woman relationship, we did everything together. Until this night Mandy had left after their session. A session so hot I had no choice but to pull out my toy and masturbate.

I could almost feel every thrust Amanda had received. I could almost smell the sex that fogged up the bathroom glass, so much that I came within seconds. After I licked all the juices off my fingers I picked up my binoculars and noticed Amanda had another person enter into the apartment. She greeted this strange woman with a kiss and lead her into our room with a dog collar around her neck. I rush over to the apartment and start banging on the door.

Amanda! She didn't answer fast enough for me so I used my spare key I stole to get in. I walked through the loft and heard screaming and hitting noises. Someone was getting spanked. I barged into the room and demanded their attention. "Who the fuck are you?", said Amanda. " And why are you in my place?". She reached for her phone I assumed to call the police, I got an adrenaline rush to try and stop her and somehow explain why I was there. Also to ask her why she was cheating on me and Mandy with this person wrapped in sex gear.

We tumble around for a while fighting and scratching when I pulled my gun from my bag and shot Amanda in the face. Her other person stood crying in shock so I shot that bitch too. A few moments later Mandy walks in with coffee. I run to her and hug her, "baby your home". She pushes me to the floor with immediate rejection. "Who the fuck are you and where is Amanda?". She walks into the bedroom where they both lay dead on the tan carpet. Blood splattered all over the white walls. Mandy screams.

Babe she cheated on us. "Us?" Said Mandy. "Your crazy, delusional psychopath and I'm calling the police, said Mandy. Little did she know I hated the cops. My eyes got low and I could feel the pain and fury taking over my body. What happens next is the unthinkable....