"Don't spend too much time with that Professor. Just complete your studies and get it over with." That was the last thing he said before telling her to Take care.
As happy she was it disappointed her to have not maintained a good relation between the Professor and Papa. "Not that I am staying here forever, neither is he going to stay here forever. Since he is a temporary placement." She consoled herself, in the process she happened to take a walk around the perimeters.
The greenery and small bushes added to a home like surrounding which instantly calmed her mind. She came across the clock tower, looking upwards to the top most floor which was left unconstructed. Watching it, she remembered the view.
When decisive of seeing how the city looked at night, she climbed the stairs. Granted, it was tiring but the end result was just terrific. A broad grin made its way to her lips, she took the same position she did that day when Mr. Wilson came to look for her.
Sweety had her left leg out of the ceiling-long window and then brought another leg to hang them against wind.
A cluttering noise disrupted her peace, making her open her eyes and look into dark. She knew it was sunset when she came up and the sun is still going down but turning now to see the interior, it was too black.
"Darling? Come on now, you know only I can find you here. No soul knows we are here so there is no point in roaming around with your heavy head." She knew the voice. She heard it before.
Julia Sanders!
Shifting out of her good spot, she took refuge behind a pillar, hoping for not getting caught. If only she wouldn't have given in to her nature viewpoint.
A grunting voice came from a source closer to Sweety. There were two people here apart from her. And the creepy way Julia was calling, it caused Sweety to tremble a little.
"If you hadn't been a hitlist in my book, I would have kept you with me forever. You are a very hot man Rob!"
There was a gasp near Sweety's ears, it was obvious to say, she was sitting like a statue hoping her fat self didn't betray her else she would forever punish herself for it. And who was this Rob? The gasper near her ears? Can she gasp back too?
Julia chuckled then laughed, "Surprised I know your name? Darling, I know everything about people I kill. You were an important target and see I am here. Not here? Then here!" The crazy woman must be playing hide and seek with this Rob guy, Sweety reminded the way back down. If she crawled from pillar to pillar, she should reach the stairs and call for Warden immediately.
According to her plan, she placed her palms to the side which were enclosed almost immediately that she shrieked.
The holder must have known her reaction for he covered her mouth in record time. Yet sound did travel fast in the lonely ground to which Sweety saw him take a pebble and throw in a different direction.
That did the trick because Julia changed her track to go after the pebble's noise.
All this time Rob didn't let go of her mouth. He could not afford to make a sound as Julia seemed to be a professional. His head was still heavy with the drink she served him.
He knew she was Sweety but she was still unknown. Hugging her close to him, he put her hair behind her ears to say. "She mixed something in my drink and wants to kill me. Please... take me out of here."
Mr. Wilson?! But the woman was calling someone Rob. Was there another person hiding here?
Rob didn't let go of her, his body loosing consciousness rapidly.
"Now I am tired Rob. Come out this instant! You have only two choices, come out and get shot by me or jump down this roof. Either way, I win." Julia declared in irritation
The confidence in her voice meant she blocked the exit routes, which included the stairs.
"Phone?" Sweety asked in his ears, hugging him the same way he did her.
He shook his head and said, "She took it."
Then his phone rang. The noise signaled of Julia's location. Which was five steps away from them. The stairs!
Sweety blinked in the darkness to be able to used to it. Soon, she was able to pin point what was where.
Julia picked up the phone. No answer from the other side. "Hello?" She called first, still no response. Hanging up, she looked out for him.
Sweety found a iron rod lying near her to a corner and held on to it like her life depended on it. Surely this weapon would be enough to render Julia unconscious.
Just when the girl was ready to use the rod, there was no noise. Julia did not make a single sound. She thought of checking by moving out of the pillar's support but right then phone rang again. This time, the ring was too close!
Hearing the source, she saw her standing on the adjacent window from where she used to sit and view the city.
Glancing down to the stretched leg of Mr. Wilson, she hurriedly took it in, escaping the woman's notice from a hair's breadth.
The phone was picked up again. It was a good distraction which Sweety took to awake Mr. Wilson and shift a little by little towards the stairs.
"Hello? Is no one there?" Hanging up Julia cursed, "Idiot." She resumed her silent walking which was followed by numerous blank calls. Till the time, Sweety was near to the stairs. The only part left was to walk on your legs and run like there was fire.
There was indeed fire of bullets which was to be afraid of. Sweety brought a hand out to crawl first which was stamped upon ruthlessly causing her to yelp in pain.
"Ahhh!!"
"I knew there was something fishy around here. Blank calls were made to tell you where I was so I dumped the phone out." Julia didn't loosen her footing from her hand.
"Let go! Ahh!"
"What are you doing here sweet Sweety? Did you think of tricking me with your sweetness like you did to 'Mr. Wilson'?" Sweety was kicked right on her face, leading her to fall back painfully.
Sweety's head was pounding followed by the pain in her wrist, her eyes searched for Mr. Wilson praying he was not seen by her or she would kill him instantly. The rod also slipped from her hand which only worsened it.
"Where is he? Where is your Mr. Wilson? TELL ME!"
Julia gave the girl kicks from one side to other in order to make her speak.
"I've been tolerating your sweet, chirping idiocy for a long time. Turning your fantasies into reality, what better joy can life give you, huh?" Another kick on her left ribs, she was watching the ceiling this time.
"He was already a fan of you from the day he met you. Guess, he was making his fantasies come true. With you."
Sweety expected a jab on her according to the rhythm Julia was following. There were repetitive strikes. Not on her.
She fueled her eyes to look amidst the darkness and there she saw Mr. Wilson striking Julia Sanders like a hammer beating on rock. He went on and on until Sweety couldn't imagine more and closed her eyes in fright.
What she saw was not true. It couldn't be true. Those were the last thoughts playing her mind before she let her mind repeat it for her.