ProfNigma Stories #10: Schneider’s Island #8
Date: 6/16/2016,
Categories:
Celebrities,
Author: FrankSinner
... to your ex-wife, Bobby? You sure did spend time with your son just now… does Freddie know?" "No… and it needs to stay that way. He doesn't-" "No, Bobby, you son of a fucking bitch, he does." Shay's face was turning red and poking Singer right in the chest. "You slept with Sarah. She had your k*d. You disappeared. And Marissa raised the ch*ld she so desperately wanted to have. Did you know she hasn't told him? How could she? She dotes and has given that boy everything she possibly could except for a father, and that's on you, Bobby." The sheriff had grown silent and deadly calm, clearly embarrassed at his actions. "I thought this wasn't about Sarah?" "It's not remotely…" Shay said, trailing off. "Well, in a way. You need to tell the people of this island the truth about the Slasher." "Why?" Singer said. "They feel safe knowing that he's dead, and that's fine by me." "Well, clearly, he's not since he seems to be up and moving around, still murdering people, including my daughter-in-law. I saw West the same way you did, and there's no question what that looks like. You just told people you had killed him because you'd look like the hero." "Well, you certainly weren't going to take the credit for it, right Steven," Singer fired back. "We both know what happened and I might have lied for the greater good but you were the one who got bl**d on your hands." Shay's eyes narrowed as he pressed ...
... Singer against the truck. "You and I both thought that man was guilty, and unlike you, who clearly never cared for another human being besides himself, I loved my wife and I wanted revenge." "And I let you take it." Singer relaxed his shoulders a bit and took a deep breath. "It was… I guess, my way of trying to apologize. After I got sent here, I never thought I'd see you or your f*mily again. But you got to kill the man you believed murdered your f*mily, and he was a scumbag, but so what if he wasn't guilty of the crime? His death, the murder you committed, saved this town from a lot of grief, Steven." "While the real Slasher just walked away free…" "We don't know that. We had a heavy storm that week… they could have drowned trying to escape to the mainland." "Whatever helps you sl*ep at night, Bobby." The Colonel was now staring daggers at his former friend, his fist still balled so tight that his knuckles had been drained of all their colour as he stepped back, leaving the sheriff nowhere to go but into his truck. Singer hopped into the cab, and slowly drove off, silently cursing to himself for every moment and feeling of that conversation. * * * "Hey… you called?" Jade looked up from her bed at Tori, her eyes were still bl**dshot and cheeks stained with the tear tracks that seemed like they flowed every hour on the hour. "Yeah." "Is there anything I can get you? Any-" "The wedding's off," Jade ...