Jennifer knew that Steven wasn't the one for her anymore, and the time had come to tell him. But after dating Steven for a year and a half, she knew it would be hard. However his actions last night, forced her to stay with him and he'd kill her if she didn't feel the same. It was forced upon her with a gun to her head and a promise to Steven that was never to be broken. Kill was Steven's motto, but unfortunately for Jennifer, that word couldn't have sunk in, any deeper than it did when it was first said. On that tragic night, Jennifer kept screaming to be released from Steven's basement. He yelled from the basement door and said,
'If I can't have you, then nobody will,' then he slammed the door shut.
She was terrified to know that her life was at stake, especially when she remembered the promise she had made. Which was to never leave Steven and to never love another.


This had been the longest night of her life. She felt like a prisoner in his basement, waiting for that moment to be released from captivity. Finally, Steven came to release her, except it didn't feel like a relief but more of a torture. He came down to the basement to let her go to sleep with him. He leaned down to her level, and looked at Jennifer's beautiful hazel eyes, while she glared back into his dark abysmal pupil's in fear, listening to him say,
'You know what baby, it's ok, I forgive you.'
He told her to go to sleep, but Jennifer wasn't paying attention. She walked up the steps, into the hallway, which lay in the middle of both living room and kitchen, heading for the bedroom where she was commanded to go. She stopped, and looked back before reaching the bedroom, and saw the front door. Her feet didn't move, and her eyes didn't blink, she was in the zone to just get out and go. All reality rushed into her head in an instant when she heard Stevens voice from the bedroom,
'Come on Jennifer.'
He had come to the bedroom through the dining room, which scared Jennifer because she was still in the hall. Jennifer turned back and walked strait toward the bed. All that was going through her mind was,
'I'm going to leave at night, I have to do it. You have to do it Jennifer. You have to do it.'

Steven and Jennifer were lying on the bed, but before both of them could go to sleep, Steven petted Jennifer's long brown hair, while telling her at the same time,
'Hey lets just put all this behind us ok, I love you. Good night.'
Jennifer, holding in all her anger, pain and tears, only had two words to reply to Steven's hypocrisy,
'Good night.'
Steven left the door slightly opened and he went to sleep.


Eleven o'clock, twelve o'clock, one o'clock, two o'clock, all the hours passed by to slow to bear. Jennifer was waiting for Steven's snooze of a deep sleep. Tapping her fingers once or twice on her thighs to wait for the freedom mark. She finally heard the snooze and was set to go. Lightly grabbing the beige covers of his bed sheets, lifting her feet from the mattress, not to be felt and not to be heard. Laying her feet on the carpet floors that made her every step flawless. She was very petite, and squeezed easily through the slightly opened bedroom door. She was moving through the hallway, towards the door. She decided to look back, but didn't see him because the bedroom door was covering his side of the bed. Turning her head now towards the front door, she walked forward with no regrets.

Holding the doorknob to turn, Steven jumps out from the dinning room, grabbing her brown hair, with a knife to her throat. Jennifer shivering in terror hears Steven's frightful words,



'You're not going any where, and the only one leaving this house is going to be me.'
He pulled out a piece of Jennifer's long hair and punched her face, making her fall to the floor. She was on the ground bleeding from her head and her lip, while at the same time trying to crawl to the Kitchen to find an object to defend herself. Meanwhile, Steven was cleaning the knife with his shirt and walking closer and closer to her into the kitchen. He grabbed her feet before she could reach any object and told her while she tried to kick free,
'This isn't what I wanted Jennifer.'
Jennifer looked at his face in horror,
'Don't do this Steven, please don't hurt me. Please don't hurt me.'
Jennifer crying in pain felt Steven's cold hands on her neck, preparing the knife for puncture.

Steven stabbed Jennifer viciously in her neck and stomach, until his hands lost energy to do anymore damage. Jennifer was gone, wiped out, and brutally murdered. Steven looked at Jennifer's body all covered in blood and gashes through the neck and stomach. Yet, he felt neither pain nor regret. All he cared about at this point was to dispose of her body, and clean up the blood she had left on the Kitchen floor. Steven whipped off the blood on the floor with a rag, and put her body in plastic bags. They're six acre property had enough land, so he decided to burry her out in the back. Steven knew that Jennifer was already a burden to her parents; so basically this murder would never be noticed. He came back inside the house, took off his bloody clothes and dropped them in the hamper. Steven's hands were tired, so he just went back to sleep.