Tarnished

Chapter 33

Chelsea's point of view

Driving the escape on the way home, I noticed that Mark kept blowing up my phone. I didn't know what he wanted but I know he left me in that room for hours by myself. I can't believe him, I know I put it on him and then he just bolts out the door. The nerve of men. I considered calling that married dude I sexed in the dressing room a while back and seeing how his wife is doing. Lol maybe she wants to do a menage trois. Lol just kidding. Pulling up to gas station, I notice this fine man standing at his Chevy Tahoe, looking like Morris Chestnut. I fix my bra and check my makeup. Getting out of the suv, I drop my keys and bend over to pick them up, giving him a full view of my ass. He was staring hard. Smiling successfully, I walk in to the store. He walks in behind me and grabs my ass. I look back and saw him smirking. Yes I am a freak, yes I get a kick out of fucking random but sexy guys. I walk in to the bathroom and stare at myself in the mirror. He walks in behind me and grabs me, pulling me close. He kissed me and I unbuckled his pants. "Chelsea!" How did this dude know my name? "Chelsea!!!" That voice sounded like Mark's voice. He burst in the door while Morris Chestnut had me up on the sink giving it to me good. I started to laugh as he watched in horror of what was taking place in front of him. I gestured for Morris to keep going. "we need to talk Chelsea" he said putting his head down. "once I'm done"  I moan leaning my head against the wall and biting my lip. "now Chelsea" he demanded, getting aggravated I rolled my eyes. "Mark go away!!" I yelled. Mark pulled a gun from under his shirt, I'm sick of you bitches always trying to control me and tell me what to do! U stupid bitch, u should have listened! " he screamed firing the gun and shooting me in the leg and Morris in the penis. I fell to the floor and screamed watching Morris seize holding his amputated penis in his hand. Blood was everywhere. "calm down Mark, nobody is telling you what to do. I'm calling the police " I say reaching for my cell phone. He stepped on my hand and made me drop the phone. " I wanted to tell  you that I have AIDS and now you do too bitch" he said. Those were the last words I heard before he put two bullets in my heart.
Mark's point of view

Oh no! What have I done? I shot Chelsea, I didn't mean to, I mean...she wouldn't listen to me and she....she tried to control me. I hate being controlled. I hate being told what to do. You did right, you put her out of her misery. The voice in my head said. Yeah, that's right. I ended her misery and she don't have to live with the disease. She can be with Autumn now. Disease free. Yeah now get out of here before the cops get here. The voice said. Okay let's go. The voice was smart, it joined me on my way back to Atlanta. It told me everything I did was for the better. I was saving the world. I couldn't go see Wynter now. If she said anything crazy, the voice might want me to kill her. I can't kill her, so Imma stay away. I hope she forgives me. If she doesn't, and the voice finds out, it may want me to kill her. The voice was special, it knew I was dying and it still wanted to be with me. It said it would love me for me. I thought for a while that I was losing mind, but the voice reassured me that I wasn't.