Rising From The Shadow 10

Ian
C? .... Did C mean Calvin?! I looked around frantically, and grabbed the first pack of matches. I took one and after several tries i burned the letter, tossing the ashes into the trash. I walked back and saw another envelope, same color and writing. I shuddered. I couldnt let Calvin do anything to Alyssa.
I picked up the second letter, and without opening it, lit another match. The flame went out when I touched it, so I lit a new mAtch and tried again.
"What the hell?" i murmured to myself. The envelope just wouldnt burn...
I opened it to find a creme colored paper, different than the letter from Calvin, which had been on regular lined paper.
Unfolding the paper I found the words "Dont worry, I will protect you. -L"
"oh my God," I thought aloud.
Leia really is still here.
--
I hopped into the passengers seat of Alyssas car, giving her a quick hello kiss.
"What was so important?" She asked, looking in the rear view mirror as she pulled out of my driveway.
Fumbling to find my buckle, I answer, "I got a letter from Calvin, saying hed hurt you if we turned him in..."
Alyssa stopped. "Hurt as in....." she gulped. "Dead?"
"I dont know," I confessed. "But I burned the letter, my mom is really super pretty nosy."
She giggled, glancing over my way. "Then whats that ya got there?"
I had forgotten about the letter that I thought was from Leia. "Okay," i started. "Heres my theory..."
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Calvin
why am I smiling? I must be pretty damn happy. Im about to be killed, and go to hell, because I sure as hell dont deserve to go to heaven, and I honestly dont give a damn.
"Why are you smiling?" the assistant asked me awkwardly.
I chuckled, then laughed, then laughed REALLY LOUD. "Dunno!" I gurgled through the laughs.
"Whatever," he said, pulling the last strap on the electric chair. "Shoulda thought before you raped all those girls. And that guy." he shuddered. "Thisll hurt. A lot."
He pressed a button and an electric shock pulsed throughout my body.
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Alyssa
"Morning!" I said to Ian as he sat down at the table in the cafe. We were in the Valley today.
"Hey!" he smiled. "But you need to see something,"
He took a newspaper article snipping from his jacket pocket and rezipped on me. Sipping his coffee, he slid it across the table.
My face fell. "Oh my God."