Jo's POV
3 months later...Things are different now.
Maybe it's because I left.
It was one of the hardest decisions of my life, to run away from the person I love. And I don't know why I did it in the beginning, but now I think I can see it clearly.
I was happy until I wasn't, and I needed a change in scenery. Or maybe I'm just lying to myself, trying to make myself feel better and justify what I did. I left a note, making sure he wouldn't go looking for me. I promised I would be back. But I also told him to go find someone else. To go be happy without me because I just need to grow on my own. At least for now.
I sit in the motel room on the bed and look down at my hands. They're blood soaked, and now also full of tears. I bite my upper lip and look over at the bathroom, where I just see a hand on the floor.
I force myself to get up and I quickly shove the body into the green duffel bag before leaving the hotel room. Don't worry, I wiped the blood off my hands before I touched anything. I shove the money into the black duffel bag, putting both in the car.
I get in the car and close my eyes because this is my life again. I'm fucking killing people to get what I want, to make sure things go my way. I haven't slept in weeks. The only times I've been asleep is when my body just gives up on me and pass out from fatigue.
I'm running on purely adrenaline.
Fuck my life.
I start driving and hear my phone ring. I click the screen to answer the phone call from Anthony. "Is it done?" He asks me and I roll my eyes.
"No I just left the motel room for no reason," I say with a smile. I can hear him chuckle on the other end as I make a right turn.
"Good girl, you really like doing the dirty work don't you?" He asks me and I sigh a bit, shaking my head.
"It keeps me from feeling like the world is ending," I say and he laughs again.
"Your world is always ending, isn't it?" He asks and I can't help but laugh this time.
"Maybe a little bit," I say and pull into the drive way. "I'm here so come get your money," I say and he hangs up.
I park the car and watch him come out of the house and grab the black bag from the back seat. "You're getting half, just for the trouble," he says with a sarcastic smirk and I sigh with a smile, I would be getting half one way or another so this is easier.
"Leave it in the back then," I say and he nods. In this business you don't say please and thank you. Saying certain things is a thank you, or you do favors.
"10k is back here for you, I'll call you for the next task, see you on the other side," Anthony says and I nod before he shuts the door. I put the car in reverse and drive off.
I make my way to the river bank and bring the bag down to the edge. I unzip the bag and dump the body in, watching it sink all the way to the bottom. "Dilexit vos sunt," you were loved. It's something I just become accustomed to with Hero, so it's something I kept.
I zip the duffel bag up again and look up away from the river. Someone is standing there, watching me. Fucking hell someone is watching me. I go back to my car casually and put the bag in the back and grabbing gun and putting in my pocket.
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Serenity
Fiksi PenggemarDeath is a extremely scary thing. Especially when you're in a scary, death filled world. Hero is broken, drug filled mess. After finding the love of his life dead at her fathers hand, he hasn't been the same. He's supposed to be a gang leader, but...