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“Daddy also told me that I get to whip her with the metal cable,” she says. “I’ve wanted to tie that dumb bitch up and whip her bloody for years. She is so fucking annoying, ya know? Always has her nose stuck in a sinful book.”

“I can’t wait to see you in action,” I say with feigned pride.

“It’s going to be great,” she says. “Everyone should be going to sleep now. We should go so we can get back before anyone wakes.”

“Do you have everything you need?” I ask.

“Do I need to bring an extra needle?” she asks with a grin.

“No,” I smile. “I think I’m figuring it out.”

“Yay!” she says, clapping happily.

We get cleaned up and dressed before we slowly make our way through the bunker.

Haley was right that everyone is going to sleep.

It’s like a ghost town. When we get to the main hatch, she pulls out her keys.

“I know the code to get in and out quietly, so we will be good,” she says softly.

“Daddy has been letting me go out during the day to spy on her at work.”

“Then this should be easy,” I say. “Know where she is?”

“Yeah. She’s living with her boss. I think her brother and dad are there, but she’s dating her boss, I guess,” she says with a shrug.

Fuck, that hurts. It won’t stop me from going to her.

I said if I got out, I would, so I am. I want her, even if she only wants me as a friend.

I just need to see that she is okay and that she is being treated well.

She’s talked about her boss in the past, and he seems like a good guy, and if Corbin allows it, I know he is a good man.

“Sounds about right. Think we will run into any trouble with them?” I ask.

“Nah. Daddy said Roman has a meeting in Los Angeles. Her name wasn’t on the flight record for the private jet, so she’s locked away at the house. She’s dumb enough to fall for our shit, so we can easily get to her for long enough to take her,” she says confidently.

“Oh yeah,” I say. “All we have to do is get close enough, and I’ll grab her.”

“You sure you’re good carrying her fat ass all the way home?” Haley asks as she types in the code to the alarm.

“I’ve got her,” I say. I sound calm, but I am seething. If I hear this dumbass bitch call my girl a degrading name again, I’m going to cut her fucking tongue out.

When the alarm is off, we climb a set of stairs to the main door.

Haley slips the key into the lock and slowly turns until it clicks.

I am trying to stay calm. I am so fucking close to freedom.

I don’t want to ruin it now. She takes her time opening the door, and we both climb out.

I gently shut the hatchback and I hear the lock engage.

I need to put some distance between us and the hatch so no one will hear her scream.

Haley happily skips along without a clue as to what I’m about to do to her.

It’s comical to hang back and watch how carefree she is, knowing that she is walking herself to her own death.

I wonder how much she will beg? I have seen the evil she has kept hidden.

I know what kind of monster she really is.

We walk for nearly thirty minutes before I start getting closer to her. I have no desire to chase her down, so I need to make sure she is close to me when I attack. She is completely fucking oblivious to me as I inch closer and closer with every step. Soon, I am right behind her.

“I have a question,” I say, letting my tone drop. No more faking it. It’s time to get even. My voice frightens her, and she jumps before turning to look at me.

“What?” she snaps, clearly irritated that I scared her.

“How loud do you think you’ll have to scream for someone to help you?

” I ask, stepping closer. She backs up, and her eyes go wide.

The moment she turns to run, I grab the back of her hair and slam her face against a tree before throwing her to the ground and kicking her in the abdomen.

She makes a wonderful whimpering sound as she tries to curl herself up. She knows she’s done for.

I drag her up from the ground and grab the rope out of her bag that she intended for Zoriah. “Huxley. Wait. Please don’t do this,” she begs. “Please stop and talk to me.”

“Shut up,” I deadpan as I tie her wrists behind her back and throw the rope over a branch. I pull it so that her arms are forced up and she is bent over slightly before securing it to the tree.

“Huxley,” she cries. “Please don’t hurt me. Please. I love you.”

“Yeah,” I laugh. “I’m sure you think you do.”

“Why are you doing this?” she pleads.

“Why?” I yell at her. She flinches away, so I grab her chin and make her look at me.

“You sacrificed the love of my life… your best friend… the woman who would have given up anything for you… You helped them hurt me over and over. You knew what Richard did to me, and you never gave a fuck. Hell, you probably set it up so that I’d get cornered.

You are fucking scum, Haley. All of you deserve way more than what I’m about to give you, but it’s a fucking start. ”

“Please don’t do…”

I put all my anger out by balling up my fist and hitting her.

I should feel bad, but I feel worse for the little boy inside of me that begged his dad to stop it.

I feel worse for the teenager who would get home from a football game just to get bent over his bed and raped.

I feel bad for the man who has been too scared to fight for his entire fucking life, but it stops now.

The abuse ends right here with her. She is the one who sent me over the edge and made me into this monster.

I keep hitting her over and over again, but I make myself stop. This isn’t how I want her to die.

I look around and spot the perfect branch.

She is bleeding from her nose, and her face is starting to swell.

“Wait,” she mutters as I walk closer. I grab the knife from the bag and start cutting it down to the perfect size and shape.

The end is pointed, and at its widest, it’s probably around four inches thick.

It’s smooth, so it will be able to slide in with some effort.

“What was the plan for Zoriah?” I ask.

“He’ll find you,” she chokes out.

“That’s fine. What was the plan?” I ask.

“H-he was going to b-breed her. I was going to r-raise the b-baby as m-mine. R-Richard was f-finally going to get to k-kill her,” she mutters, stumbling through her words as she spits blood to the ground. “Please don’t kill me, Huxley. P-please.”

“She loved you so much,” I say angrily as I step behind Haley. A tear rolls down my cheek, but I don’t stop it. I allow myself to feel everything because they never let me feel anything. “I tried to save you, but it was all a lie.”

“H-Huxley,” she cries as I pull her pants and underwear down to her ankles.

“See you in hell, little sister. I’ll be sure to send the rest of them your way soon,” I say before ramming the pointed stick into her ass.

Her scream is ear-piercing and full of pain as I keep shoving.

When I pull it out, blood comes with it.

I laugh at the sight because it’s just lubrication now.

I slam it back into her and repeat the process over and over again.

I’m getting deeper and deeper with every thrust, and I know I’m causing internal damage now.

After a while, her body goes limp, so I shove it as deep as I possibly can before I prop her up on it.

I step back and laugh out loud at the sight.

It’s absolutely unhinged. It looks like she’s sitting on a pole, which I guess she is.

But it’s also nearly two feet inside of her abdomen right now.

Blood is trickling down the stick, and it’s fucking beautiful.

Her eyes are open, and her face is distressed.

I step a little closer, and I can hear her breathing still. She’s dying slowly, and it’s the most beautiful sight. She tries to speak, but I pat her on the head. “Shhh. You did this to yourself, Haley. I tried to save you. You deserve no mercy.”

I throw everything into the bag and toss it on my back before looking at her again.

Her breath is coming in short bursts, and blood is leaking from the corner of her mouth now.

With no emotion left to give, I turn and walk away.

I walk away from all the abuse and pain.

I will only feed into the things that bring me happiness, and Zoriah brings me joy.

Haley had the address written down in her bag, and I knew where I was going.

I have been walking all night practically, but now I am standing at the gate.

I’m afraid if I hit the button, she will refuse to see me.

I have to know, though. I have to make sure she’s okay.

God, I’ve missed her so badly. I saw her frequently before Haley disappeared with Richard and Doug.

She’s been in my life for nineteen years, and I have watched her grow into a magnificent woman.

Maybe it’s wrong that I am in love with a woman four years younger than I am and the little sister of my best friend, but I can’t help it.

I close my eyes and press the button, waiting for the disappointment to hit me.

Instead, the gate opens. I stand there for a moment, expecting something else, but nothing happens.

I take this as my chance and walk up to the house.

My pace is slower now. What if she is angry at me?

I was forced to have sex with her, but I didn’t want it to happen like that.

I didn’t want it to be a situation in which neither of us had a say in the matter.

I get up to the house, but before I can knock, the door swings open. “Huxley,” Corbin says, shocked.

“Uh… Hey,” I say carefully, fully prepared to be knocked the fuck out.

“Fuck, man. We’ve been looking all over for you,” Corbin says as he suddenly hugs me. A sob breaks out of me so easily that it scares me into pulling away. “Knock it off and hug me, asshole.”