My Ex-Boyfriend's Obsession

LINDSEY’S POV “Lindsey,” I heard his voice clearly and it frightened me. If Jim is back, then he is here to kill Kevin. He would never kill me, he was obsessed with me. But let me not conclude that, he is a psycho, capable of doing anything to hurt me and Kevin.   I woke up from my slumber and hoped that it is a nightmare but it wasn’t since I heard some movement's downstairs.   It is definitely him. He had initially ran away after what he did to me and Kevin but he is back here to hurt us even more.   Kevin was soundly sleeping beside me and I did not want to wake him up. He has been through a lot already because of me.   To add on that, he can barely walk well and the doctor said that he needs to have rest.   Sighing, I got off the bed. I was going to deal with the monster himself, Jim Jensen. He has put us through hell already and there should be an ending to all that he has done.   My hands trembled and my eyes watered as I reach my hand towards the door knob.   My body feels hot and sweat starts trickling down my neck. I grip the door tightly, and twist it ensuring that it does not make any noise.   With every move I make, I get more and more terrified. Jim is a monster, he is here to kill one of us. Before he does that, I have to fight for Kevin because he has done that for me.   I tried to slam the door quietly after walking out but it produced some form of noise and I am pretty sure he heard it.   My breath quickens as I hear his footsteps approaching. I tip toed quickly to the end of the hallway next to the stairs and hid myself there. I heard him go downstairs and I peeped to see where he was as I looked around to see how I was going to fight him.   I heard the clatter of the cutlery and I knew that he was picking a knife that he was going to stab Kevin with.   Suddenly, everything was silent, I could only hear myself breathing loudly.   I heard his footsteps coming up the stairs. My heart was racing. Looking around, there was no place for me to hide, he was nearer and when I tried to walk away for safety, I could barely move.   “Where is he?” Jim asked after he found me standing in the hallway. His voice was deep and he was holding a knife in his right hand.   I don’t know the last time he had a shave because he looked so scary.   “I don’t know,” I had panicked.   “I know he is in here, Kevin, where are you?” He asked loudly and tried to walk past me but I pushed him away.   His bloodshot eyes popped open and he slapped me. The paralyzing hurt spread through my body like icy, liquid metal. I clenched my fist as hesitantly tried to balance myself so that I would not fall on the tiled floor.   I noticed my feet tremble. My legs twitched, fighting the impulse to whirl around and sprint down the hallway.   He didn’t walk away, he held me by my neck and pinned me to the wall before slapping me again.   “I told you to leave him but you didn’t,” He laughed but ended up crying. He is a psychopath.   He released me and I fell on the floor with a thud. My body was in a lot of pain. Fire in the form of water stung my nut brown eyes, threatening their attack. I crunched my teeth over my lip harder than I ever had when he kicked me on my rib. Salty blood filled my mouth.   He started going to our bedroom and I knew that he was going to kill my lover Kevin. I had to do something.   Using my remaining ounce of energy, I held him by his legs and pulled him back, he lost his balance and fell to the floor, the knife falling a few meters from him.   I was in so much pain but we all scrambled for the knife. I tried my best but he got it before me. I stood up so as to defend myself and he followed suit.   He slapped me before he stabbed me on my shoulder. From the pain I was feeling, I knew that this is going to be the end of all that drama.   He was startled. He had no intention of hurting me. He loved me.   With the last strength I had, I pushed him and he fell down the stairs his head first.   He hit his head on landing and I watched in horror as he lie there lifeless. A pool of blood standing behind his head.   I started crying loudly and that is when I heard someone touch me from behind.   Kevin was also shocked to see Jim dead.   I couldn’t stop crying. I have never killed someone before.   “I am so sorry I wasn’t here to help,” Kevin told me as he held me from behind. His crutches supported him and he also used them to walk because his leg broke when Jim pushed him to that accident.   “I killed someone,” I was now sobbing loudly.   “Calm down, things will be okay, you are bleeding. Let me call 999,” He tensed when my leopard printed night dress become soaked with blood coming from my stab.   I didn’t have any energy left. I saw unending darkness in front of me.   Am I dying?   In this moment, I remembered how all this started.