Song: All the good girls go to hell- Billie Eilish

The moment I land, I take a cab to the hotel. I check in and once I'm in the room I crash on the oversized bed. I never slept so freaking good and I know it's because I was up way too long. When I wake up, I glance over at the clock and jump out of bed for a quick shower. I throw my hair up and walk out the door. The sun beats down on me and I grab my sunglasses on top of my head and cover my eyes.

There is a car waiting for me and the guy holds the door open for me as I climb in, I get a sense that someone is watching me. I look around but nothing seems out of the ordinary. I look up the address again and direct the driver to the place. When we pull up, he jumps out to open the door for me. I hand him a tip and tell him I will find my own way back.

As I start to walk in, I observe the place. It's a nice little community, a nice place to retire at. The landscape is well taken care of and as I walk in the air smells of a mixture of coffee and Clorox; what a nice combination. I walk up and introduce myself.

"Hello...my name is Violet I was hoping to visit with my grandparents today if possible. I live far away and hoping to surprise them."

"Well of course you can. Do you happen to know there house number dear?"

"I believe they live in M-Two."

The lady looks down and smiles. "Oh...The Owens...such a lovely couple; they will be so excited to see you. The easiest way is right out this back door. If you walk straight across you will be at M; they will be on the right side in number two. Oh they are going to be so excited to see you."

"Oh...I am sure they will be." I walk out the back door. They have a really nice set up. There is a large green area of grass and to the side a pool with seating with umbrellas. The sidewalks lead to each area and lined with flowers. They have benches here and there for one to sit along the way. I read the letters on each unit and spot M. I walk up and got ready to knock and something inside me told me not to. I couldn't do it. I walk back half way and sit down on the bench. I don't know if this is the right thing to do after all.

It's going on five and I still haven't gotten up the courage to knock on the door. Any other time I would have. I wouldn't let anything stop me. I look up to notice people headed to the main building and I wonder what they are all doing. I watch as an older couple comes out of M-Two and head that direction. I watch as they pass right by me, walking with their arms intertwined. She was leading the way. I stand up and walk that way just to see what is going on.

They are all going to the cafeteria to eat dinner. I watch from outside how she does everything for him. She even helps feed him because his hands shake so bad as he tries to lift his fork. I should leave and as I was about to I notice one of the male nurses giving out meds. There is something about him that is off. It gets my attention and I start focusing more on him. I watch my grandparents head back to their place, safe and sound. But another place close by doesn't seem safe. I watch as the male nurse helps a lady into her place and he shuts all the blinds for her. I swiftly run across the lawn to her place and peek into the window. I know I should not be watching but something just seems off. He places her in the bed and makes sure she is out and then he proceeds to go through her things, pocketing things that don't belong to him. He leaves and goes to help out another lady. This time he has his way with her while she is out cold. The guy is fucking sick and I am not about to let him get to my grandparents this way.

I sit down on the bench across the way and wait for him to come out. As he is walking by he notices me. "Excuse me miss...but it's late, you probably should be going now."

"Oh...I didn't even notice the time. I should be going." I stand up to leave. I walk beside him. "I was visiting with my grandparents...so how long have you been working here?"

"Oh...about a good year or so, so who are your grandparents, I bet I know them."

"You probably do, the Owens in building..."

He cuts me off, "Ahhh...the Owens...M –Two. Nice couple. He can be a little bit much at times though, don't you think?"

"Yes, I guess he can be. Would it be possible for me to make a stop at the bathroom before I go; I have such a long way to drive."

"Sure I can show you the way." I let him lead the way into the main building. He points to the bathroom.

I start to flirt with him. Not that he is my type at all, no way near my type. I bet the poor gy has never been with a real woman that actually wanted him for him. Not trying to be mean but it's just the way her presents himself. I pull on his shirt and bring him close to me. "You want to come in, maybe help me out."

"Miss...I would love to but that is against policy." He looks around to see if anyone is watching.

I pull a little harder bringing him right up next to me. "I have a long way home. Surely you can help a little precious thing like me for only a second. Come on you know you want some of this." I lick my lips and instantly feel his reaction against me.

Once in the bathroom, he is going at his clothes pulling them off and tossing to the floor. As I pull off my shirt, his eyes go wide as they practically bug out of his head, staring at my breast. "You like...you can touch them if you want."

He steps over closer and grabs at them. He squeezes as if he has never touched a firm boob in his life. As he is drooling over the fact that he has my breast in his hands, I take my shirt and place it over his head. As it comes down around his neck, he starts to fight me off. I don't give in as I tighten my hold, letting the material cut off his circulation. I swiftly grab the knife from my back pocket and start stabbing him in the side. I jab and jab as the blood spatters out all over the damn white bathroom. Once he stops fighting me, I remove the shirt. I watch as he chokes out the last bit of air in him. I kneel down and hold his head up to look him right in the eyes. "You know what you did."

He chokes out something but I can't understand what he is saying as his eyes roll to the back of his head. I shove the shit out of him. I look around the room and notice all the freaking blood. Just great, I wasn't planning on killing anyone today. I turn on the sink and grab up some paper towels and start wiping everything down. It's not the best cleaning but it will do. I pull him over to the far corner by the toilet and as I leave the room, I lock the door behind me. Hopefully no one will find him for a while.

As I leave, I look around to make sure no one is watching me. When I get out front there is a cab already waiting for me. That was good timing.

I make my way back to the hotel, only long enough to take a quick shower and a change of clothes before going out for the night. I find my way to the French Quarters. Jazz music fills the air as I stroll down the street. I find one of the local restaurants' and order a bowl of Gumbo and a glass of wine. I keep having this strange feeling that someone is watching me but every time I glace around, there is no one there.

I pick up my phone and turn it on long enough to see if I have missed any calls. Not that I was surprised at the amount of missed calls and text from Eli but I was a little surprised to see messages from my parents. So he contacted them and got them going, just great. I don't bother reading any of the text as I turn my phone back off. Instead I order another glass of wine.

I leave the restaurant and walk down the road towards a bar and order another drink. This time I told the bartender to fix me something local. I am always looking for new things to try. I down the drink and fill my body starting to heat up from the inside. Whatever was in the drink, hit me fast and hard. I start to feel a little tipsy. I want to dance but figured I better head back.

As I walk out, there is a group of guys over to the side drinking. One calls out for me and when I don't stop he runs over to my side. "Hey there pretty girl...where you off too?"

"Back to my hotel."

"Uhm...it's too early for that. You want to come hang out with my friends?"

"I don't think so, but thanks for the offer."

His hands come around my waist as he bumps in closer to my body. "Come on just for a little while, it will be fun." He holds up a little bag of white stuff. Even though I have had way more to drink than I should, I actually wouldn't mind having a small hit. Since the last time falling and all the freaking therapy I have been finding ways to ease the pain. The doctor had prescribed some meds but now I should be good and off of them however I'm not and have been tolerating the pain.

I wave him off even though a part of me really wanted to take the offer. "I'm not looking for fun tonight...maybe another night." I move my hair out of my face.

As the music blares into the night air, he grabs my hand and twirls me around so that I am facing him. "Don't make me beg. Come on it will be fun." He flashes this huge smile back at me along with a wink.

I can't help but smile back. "I like when a guy begs." Hell maybe this is what I need. I can use a good dose of kick ass.

He falls to his knees and starts begging me. I look around to see who all is watching and several people walking by including his friends over to the side are staring at him. "Please my queen...let me show you a good night. I swear I won't do anything you don't want to do. My buddies and I are here for a bachelor night out and we would love your company."

I throw my hands up on my hip. "Do you see me as a prostitute...because I am not!"

"No...you are our queen...we will service you. Please come back with us, we promise we will show you a good time." He waves the bag again. "Or we can just drink; whatever your poison is for the night," He laughed.

I reach over attempting to snatch the bag from him but he pulls away in the nick of time. "Fine where are you staying?" I know better not to go with a group of guys but they are looking for a good time right. I'm sure I could show them a little fun. I walk with them to one of the hotels close by. I let them lead the way even though I am in the middle of them.

Once in the room, the guys are showing me over to the over side sofa. I sit down and suddenly I am surrounded by them. One starts kissing around my left ear, while the other kissing the right side of my neck. I can't recall a time that I have ever had guys kissing on me all at once. I know it's wrong but I am so mad at Eli right now and then that fucking prick at the retirement home. I want to clear my thoughts. I never really planned on sleeping with any of them. I just thought we could have a little fun but as the minutes pass by, I quickly realize that I made a huge mistake.

I start to pull away, only to find them pulling me back in. "Guys...I'm not feeling well. I think I had way too much to drink. We should call it a night."

"You are not going anywhere." The one starts placing his hands under my shirt, while another guy pulls off the shirt all the way exposing by lace bra.

"I really need to leave." I shove him off of me. I go to stand up and get shoved back down on the sofa. I feel my fist tighten up and I knock the shit out of him. But his buddy only takes his place and rears back and slaps me hard. I taste the blood that seeps into my mouth from a busted lip. I lick my lips and start laughing hysterically like something is actually wrong with me and hell maybe there is something a little wrong with me. I knee him right in the crotch and he screams out as his hands cover his junk. I struggle free and start fighting them off one by one. I put up a good fight.

Or I thought I was doing good, until the one grabs my ankle and I fall over hard landing on my stomach and my hand. I almost think I just broke something. I try to roll over but he has me pinned down with all his weight. This is not going to end well. I try to buck him off of me and he only grabs the back of my head and slams it hard into the floor. When I raise my head off the floor, there is blood splattered everywhere and I can feel my nose pouring out blood as it starts to swell up.

The fucking room is spinning and my head is pounding. What the hff ell did they give me? I hear the zipper of his pants going down and I feel him tugging at my jeans. I think maybe I thought I could handle this many guys at one time but I am way over powered. I take a deep breath thinking maybe if I just let it happen it will be over with and when it is over and they think they have one that is when I will take their last breath. Then out of nowhere I feel him being pulled off of me and a silencer going off. As I roll over to my side, I see a dark shadow above me and then four more times the gun goes off. I watch as blood spatters all over the room in a haze. I find myself smirking as I close my eyes in relief, not really caring who the dark shadow is.