Total pages in book: 40
Estimated words: 35602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 35602 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 178(@200wpm)___ 142(@250wpm)___ 119(@300wpm)
I push her in front of me and pull out my gun. Her eyes widen when she sees the weapon in my hands and I point it right between her shoulder blades, forcing her to keep walking. No one follows us as we make our way through the darkened house and outside into the garden. There's a thick and lush forest around the property here and that's where I'm taking Tallulah.
I keep marching her in front of me until we finally reach a clearing in the woods. It must take us at least twenty minutes to reach it, and by then I'm an I'm sure she won't be able to orient herself and find her way out of there.
"I'm a man who keeps my word unlike you, Tallulah," I tell her, holstering the gun again. "You lied to me too many times but I'm done being lied to. In fact, I'm done with you altogether."
"What do you mean?" she pleads. "Are you letting me go back to my family?"
I laugh at her shaking my head in disbelief. "You still think you can ask me for things, don't you, Tallulah? Well, it's too late for all of that. Now you're at my mercy. And at the mercy of this forest. Take off your clothes."
She stares at me in disbelief.
"Why would I take off my clothes?" she demands.
Her body is shaking, and I can tell she's eager for my touch again, even though she denies it. I know she still loves me just as much as she did before she left and this must leave her conflicted and messed up just as it has me.
I don't answer her, just train my gaze on hers and fixate her to the spot until she slowly slips down the straps of her dress and steps out of it, letting the fabric fall on the ground. I watch her body naked beneath the dress, committing every shape and detail to memory.
"I told you I'd let you go if you told me about Ivette,", I tell her. "And now I'm here to fulfill my promise. But I won't make it easy on you, Tallulah. You just don't deserve anything easy."
She doesn't say a word, staring at me like a deer in headlights. And that's exactly what she looks like - a frightened doe waiting for her own execution. As she shivers in the cool night, I pull out my gun again and fire off a warning shot into the sky. She shivers as she watches the bullet disappear, whizzing through the air thick with tension.
"I want you to run," I tell her. "Run as fast as you can and try to outrun me. You're on your own now, Tallulah. Everything that happens to you from here on out won't be my fault or my decision. But if I catch you, I'm telling you right now, I'm going to put a bullet through your heart and then through your head. You deserve to die for what you did to me, but I'm giving you one final chance to escape. Escape my wrath and live your life the way you intend to. You're free now, so run."
I bet she's wondering whether or not I'm really capable of killing her. As if to solidify my words, I aim the gun right at her clicking off the safety. She stares down the barrel as if unable to believe our love story ended like this. But I have no mercy for her. I'm done with her and helping her get out of the troubles she's forced herself into. She's not the same girl I had all those feelings for. She's a manipulative lying assassin, and now it's time to pay for all her crimes.
"Run, Tallulah," I remind her. "You better fucking run, because I only have six bullets left and one of those will end up in you unless you're fast enough to outrun me."
She begins walking backwards, stumbling over sticks and fallen leaves on the ground. Once I approach her, taking slow but heavy steps toward her, she soon realizes I'm not messing around and takes off into a sprint through the forest. I chuckle darkly and start saying her name, low menacing tones that are meant to convince her that she has a monster to run away from. I know the scene of what's happening right now will follow her until she dies, my voice booming through the forest.
I wonder whether she's relieved or afraid, whether she knows what's going to happen next. I wasn't lying when I said I don't have anything else to do with her. Truth be told, I should have killed her then and then. But I didn't feel like it. I didn't think myself capable of killing the one woman who made me feel more human than anyone else before her. But now that she slipped through my grasp, I almost regret letting Tallulah go, and it takes everything in me not to launch myself after her. Bring her back home and show her everything she's missed in her absence. But I need to stay strong because my plan doesn't end here.