A Little Sane

Chapter 150

Jerome walked sluggishly down the apartment building hallway. It felt more cold than usual. This was the second night he would be home without his family. He stopped in front of the door, noting that it was barely open. He gasped hoping his family had come back home. He was met with a room full of strange men and women. He instantly went into defense mode.

"What the fuck?!..."

Jerome had barely gotten his sentence out before he was attack. One woman finally got a needle in his arm that knocked him out cold. They all stood back as he laid on the floor. She smiled and spoke into her wrist watch.

"We got him."

A few days later.

Mercedes trembled as tears streamed down her cheeks and hit the floor. Jerome chuckled. He clicked his pistol once again and placed it back against her head. 

"Jerome.. please.. I'm sorry.."

Mercedes screamed as he pulled the trigger. He gripped her throat and laughed.

"Oh doll face. Don't you just love Russian Roulette? I do."

She watched in Horror as he clicked it and aimed it back at her head. He grabbed Mercedes by her hair and yanked her head close to him.

"Jerome please stop... Please.."

"My god you cry such beautiful tears."

Mercedes took in a deep breath.

"You're fucking crazy!"

Jerome laughed maniacally and grinned sickeningly in her face.

"And you love me for it."

Mercedes continued to shake her head.

"Don't.. Jerome.."

Jerome groaned as he pulled it away. He threw his hands in the air.

"There isn't even anything in it! No bullets! I would never put a gun to your head with an actual fucking bullet in it! Stop being such a goddamn baby!"

Mercedes stood terrified. She couldn't find it in her to start her powers. Jerome was visibly angry that she was still scared.

"Oh, you fucking baby! Look!"

He aimed the gun at the wall and fired. Jerome completely changed his attitude. Mercedes had screamed as a single bullet smashed a hole in the wall. He instantly dropped the gun. He looked at Mercedes realizing that he would have killed her if he hadn't aimed at the wall. Mercedes was in a state of shock. Jerome shook his head and gently pulled her closer to him. 

"I swear I thought it was empty... Oh my god..."

Mercedes couldn't move. The shock had her standing still. 

Mercedes set straight up with a gasp. The bedroom was dark. It was only a bad nightmare of a bad memory. Jeremiah almost immediately set up behind her half asleep. He slightly groaned. 

"Are you okay..?"

Mercedes sighed and nodded her head.

"Yes, I'm okay.."

Jeremiah leaned down and gently kissed her bare shoulder. 

"Are you sure?"

Mercedes gave him a small smile. She nodded her head again.