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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Mystery
- Subject: Crime
- Published: 07/29/2014
The Fugitive
Born 1995, M, from Kentucky, United StatesThe Fugitive
By Joseph Logsdon
Randy Newman had been a fugitive for many years. As a teenager, Randy murdered his teacher and several innocent high school students. Randy was angry, desperate, and disturbed. Everyone hated Randy, especially his mother. Randy loved his mother, but she rejected him. Eventually, Randy went insane and became a murderer. Randy went to jail, but he did not stay there. After 10 years, Randy escaped from prison. As time passed, Randy decided to reinvent himself. He changed his last name and profession. Despite his anxiety, Randy became a lawyer. However, Randy’s luck eventually came to a swift end.
Randy had been suffering from nightmares for many years. Randy wanted to destroy the past, but he knew that he would always be a murderer. Eventually, Randy decided to see a psychiatrist named Judy Lamarr. Judy was a kind woman, but Randy felt that she didn’t understand his pain. Despite his growing doubt, Randy decided to see Judy one last time. The sun was going down as Randy entered Judy’s office. At first, Randy was nervous about revealing his deepest secret. As time passed, Randy finally decided to tell Judy about his troubled past.
“How have you been, Randy?” Judy asked in a pleasant voice.
“Mrs. Lamarr, can I tell you something?”
“Randy, I told you to call me by my first name,” Judy replied.
“I know you did, but I don’t feel that I’ve earned that right,” he stated.
“What do you mean?”
“I haven’t been honest with you, Mrs. Lamarr. You see, I’m not who you think I am!” Randy shouted.
“Who are you, then?” Judy asked.
“I’m a criminal, a murderer. I don’t deserve your help, nor do I deserve your attention!” Randy exclaimed.
“Calm down, Randy. I know that you’re a criminal, that you’ve been hiding your true identity,” she claimed.
“How could you possibly know that?” Randy asked.
“I know a murderer when I see one, Randy. Throughout our relationship, I’ve been waiting for you to finally tell me about your past. You seem damaged, so very damaged. I want to help you, I really do. However, you must give me time and patience, understand?”
Randy was speechless. He never thought a person could be so caring and compassionate. For the first time, Randy felt slightly happy. Suddenly, tears fell from Randy’s eyes. In that moment, the world seemed bright and full of hope. Randy looked at Judy’s dark hair and thought about her beauty. Despite his morality, Randy Newman wanted Judy Lamarr.
“So, shall we continue?” Judy asked.
“By all means,” Randy answered.
“Tell me about your childhood,” Judy requested.
“There’s nothing much to tell, really. My father never cared for me, not even when I was a young child. For some unknown reason, he considered me to be weak. Like my father, my mother also considered me to be weak. I was a frail child, a sick child. My father wanted me to play sports, but I didn’t have the talent. I loved drawing and painting. One afternoon, I decided to paint my father’s car. I thought he would be happy, but I was wrong. My father hated me for painting, for being artistic. He wanted a jock for a son, but he got a nerd instead,” Randy stated.
“Did he ever show you one ounce of kindness?” Judy asked.
“Not that I can recall, Judy. I was bullied in school, but not by students. The teachers were very cruel, especially the math teachers. I hated math, but I was forced to take it. Do you remember a woman named Julie Green?” Randy asked.
“The name sounds familiar,” she answered.
“Julie Green was my first math teacher. After lunch, she would beat me with a large stick,” Randy stated.
“Why?” Judy asked.
“She was very strict, so strict that she would lock students in a dark closet if they didn’t behave. Eventually, she went to jail. However, that woman shaped my mind and behavior. Do you understand what I’m saying, Judy?”
“I certainly do, Randy. Would you like to stop for today?”
“Only if you feel that we should stop,” Randy answered.
“I feel for you, I really do. Randy, why did you decide to come see me?”
“I thought that you could help me get over my past,” he answered.
“I wish I could,” she replied.
“What do you mean?”
“You’re damaged, Randy. Unlike most of my patients, you seem to have a dark and complicated past. It could take weeks, even years!” Judy declared.
“What could?”
“It could take years to overcome your guilt,” she stated.
“I can’t wait years!”
“I wish I could do something to speed up the process, I really do. You’re a very important patient,” she declared.
“Why?”
“You’ve touched me,” she replied.
“How?”
“With your words, with your smile,” she answered.
“Your answer doesn’t sound very professional,” Randy stated.
“Randy, can you forget that I’m your therapist for a moment?” Judy asked.
“Sure,” he replied.
Suddenly and without warning, Judy passionately kissed Randy.
“Why did you do that?” Randy asked.
“Like you, I’m damaged!” Judy exclaimed.
For the first time, Randy made love to a sensual woman. The next morning was bleak, cold, and ominous. Randy opened his eyes and found himself in Judy’s office. At first, he didn’t think anything was wrong. As time passed, Randy started to feel wet. Suddenly and without warning, the sun came through the office window and revealed Judy’s dead body.
“No!” Randy screamed as he witnessed the horrific moment.
Blood was on his hands, feet, and face. Randy rose to his feet and gasped. Randy didn’t want to believe that he had killed her, but he had no choice. The gruesome evidence was overwhelming and indisputable. Unlike most of his victims, Randy loved Judy Lamarr.
“Why did you have to die? Despite my background, you loved me. Why did you love me, Judy? I’m a monster, not a man. Why did you love me?”
Randy asked himself that question again and again as he left the office. Randy once had a heart, but that heart had disappeared. Randy continued to run from the police. Randy wanted to die, but he knew that his time on earth had not come to an end. In the end, Randy Newman would always be a murderer.
The Fugitive(Joseph Logsdon)
The Fugitive
By Joseph Logsdon
Randy Newman had been a fugitive for many years. As a teenager, Randy murdered his teacher and several innocent high school students. Randy was angry, desperate, and disturbed. Everyone hated Randy, especially his mother. Randy loved his mother, but she rejected him. Eventually, Randy went insane and became a murderer. Randy went to jail, but he did not stay there. After 10 years, Randy escaped from prison. As time passed, Randy decided to reinvent himself. He changed his last name and profession. Despite his anxiety, Randy became a lawyer. However, Randy’s luck eventually came to a swift end.
Randy had been suffering from nightmares for many years. Randy wanted to destroy the past, but he knew that he would always be a murderer. Eventually, Randy decided to see a psychiatrist named Judy Lamarr. Judy was a kind woman, but Randy felt that she didn’t understand his pain. Despite his growing doubt, Randy decided to see Judy one last time. The sun was going down as Randy entered Judy’s office. At first, Randy was nervous about revealing his deepest secret. As time passed, Randy finally decided to tell Judy about his troubled past.
“How have you been, Randy?” Judy asked in a pleasant voice.
“Mrs. Lamarr, can I tell you something?”
“Randy, I told you to call me by my first name,” Judy replied.
“I know you did, but I don’t feel that I’ve earned that right,” he stated.
“What do you mean?”
“I haven’t been honest with you, Mrs. Lamarr. You see, I’m not who you think I am!” Randy shouted.
“Who are you, then?” Judy asked.
“I’m a criminal, a murderer. I don’t deserve your help, nor do I deserve your attention!” Randy exclaimed.
“Calm down, Randy. I know that you’re a criminal, that you’ve been hiding your true identity,” she claimed.
“How could you possibly know that?” Randy asked.
“I know a murderer when I see one, Randy. Throughout our relationship, I’ve been waiting for you to finally tell me about your past. You seem damaged, so very damaged. I want to help you, I really do. However, you must give me time and patience, understand?”
Randy was speechless. He never thought a person could be so caring and compassionate. For the first time, Randy felt slightly happy. Suddenly, tears fell from Randy’s eyes. In that moment, the world seemed bright and full of hope. Randy looked at Judy’s dark hair and thought about her beauty. Despite his morality, Randy Newman wanted Judy Lamarr.
“So, shall we continue?” Judy asked.
“By all means,” Randy answered.
“Tell me about your childhood,” Judy requested.
“There’s nothing much to tell, really. My father never cared for me, not even when I was a young child. For some unknown reason, he considered me to be weak. Like my father, my mother also considered me to be weak. I was a frail child, a sick child. My father wanted me to play sports, but I didn’t have the talent. I loved drawing and painting. One afternoon, I decided to paint my father’s car. I thought he would be happy, but I was wrong. My father hated me for painting, for being artistic. He wanted a jock for a son, but he got a nerd instead,” Randy stated.
“Did he ever show you one ounce of kindness?” Judy asked.
“Not that I can recall, Judy. I was bullied in school, but not by students. The teachers were very cruel, especially the math teachers. I hated math, but I was forced to take it. Do you remember a woman named Julie Green?” Randy asked.
“The name sounds familiar,” she answered.
“Julie Green was my first math teacher. After lunch, she would beat me with a large stick,” Randy stated.
“Why?” Judy asked.
“She was very strict, so strict that she would lock students in a dark closet if they didn’t behave. Eventually, she went to jail. However, that woman shaped my mind and behavior. Do you understand what I’m saying, Judy?”
“I certainly do, Randy. Would you like to stop for today?”
“Only if you feel that we should stop,” Randy answered.
“I feel for you, I really do. Randy, why did you decide to come see me?”
“I thought that you could help me get over my past,” he answered.
“I wish I could,” she replied.
“What do you mean?”
“You’re damaged, Randy. Unlike most of my patients, you seem to have a dark and complicated past. It could take weeks, even years!” Judy declared.
“What could?”
“It could take years to overcome your guilt,” she stated.
“I can’t wait years!”
“I wish I could do something to speed up the process, I really do. You’re a very important patient,” she declared.
“Why?”
“You’ve touched me,” she replied.
“How?”
“With your words, with your smile,” she answered.
“Your answer doesn’t sound very professional,” Randy stated.
“Randy, can you forget that I’m your therapist for a moment?” Judy asked.
“Sure,” he replied.
Suddenly and without warning, Judy passionately kissed Randy.
“Why did you do that?” Randy asked.
“Like you, I’m damaged!” Judy exclaimed.
For the first time, Randy made love to a sensual woman. The next morning was bleak, cold, and ominous. Randy opened his eyes and found himself in Judy’s office. At first, he didn’t think anything was wrong. As time passed, Randy started to feel wet. Suddenly and without warning, the sun came through the office window and revealed Judy’s dead body.
“No!” Randy screamed as he witnessed the horrific moment.
Blood was on his hands, feet, and face. Randy rose to his feet and gasped. Randy didn’t want to believe that he had killed her, but he had no choice. The gruesome evidence was overwhelming and indisputable. Unlike most of his victims, Randy loved Judy Lamarr.
“Why did you have to die? Despite my background, you loved me. Why did you love me, Judy? I’m a monster, not a man. Why did you love me?”
Randy asked himself that question again and again as he left the office. Randy once had a heart, but that heart had disappeared. Randy continued to run from the police. Randy wanted to die, but he knew that his time on earth had not come to an end. In the end, Randy Newman would always be a murderer.
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