I was covered in blood and I could barely keep my eyes open. I was sure that this is how I was going to die. That's when I heard the words that sent shivers down my spine. Not only did I hear the words but I saw exactly the way I was going to die. They set up everything right in front of my face. I saw my own murder happen right in front of my eyes before it even happened and there was nothing I could do but watch it happen.
"Daron, please don't do this. I am begging you. I have a daughter. I need to go back to her. Don't do this!!!" I cried.
"SHUT THE HELL UP! YOU DON'T GET TO TALK" MWAF yelled.
I wanted to cry and beg but I had no strength. I was in so much pain and felt like I was going to pass out. I couldn't beg him to change his mind because I was aware nothing was going to change. As I watched him pour the gasoline around me I realized exactly what he wanted to do. He wanted to get his revenge for something I didn't do to him and I couldn't help but feel that my life was coming to an end and it was going to end in the worst possible way.
Just as MWAF made Daron light up the match, I saw Silas and Jake come out from the darkness in the back of the building. Is this it? They wanted to watch me burn to death? The two people who I put my whole life on the line for and the two people who were supposed to help me and be there for me were the same people now watching me die. I closed my eyes because I couldn't watch what was happening in front of my eyes. While my eyes were closed and each second I felt more and more drained and weaker, I heard the match light up. I didn't open my eyes, I couldn't get myself to do it. I didn't want to see anything that was happening around me, all I knew was that I was going to burn alive.
Even without my eyes open I felt it. I felt the heat of the fire that began to develop around me. Each second it got hotter and hotter as I could feel the fire grow and spread. All I thought about in those seconds was my daughter and my family, how they were going to deal with this news and the minute they would identify the little bits of remains that were going to be left of me. I couldn't imagine what their lives were going to turn into and it killed me to think about the fact that I was never going to see them again. I was never going to hug or kiss my daughter. I was never going to hear her call me mama again and I was never going to see those beautiful blue eyes that looked at me as if I was her whole world. My brother, sister and dad were going to have to live their lives knowing what kinds of pains I went through and they couldn't do anything to protect me. For the rest of their lives, they were never going to be able to forgive themselves or get the image out of their heads even though they weren't there to watch it happen.
I don't know what made me open my eyes, I didn't want to. I don't know why I opened them and in that split second I saw Jake coming towards MWAF. He wasn't coming to help him, Jake and Silas were running towards him. As the fire around me picked up and I began to cough and cry, through the smoke and flames I heard a loud banging sound. I didn't know what was happening or where the sound was coming from but I could hear it. Even with the sound of the fire burning everything around me, I heard that loud banging sound that seemed to almost fill the whole building and every inch around me.
Within a few seconds I was out.
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Just like that everything around me went blank and I passed out. Not only from the pain, the torture, the stress and fear but from the smoke that filled up my lungs. At least I wasn't going to be conscious when everything went up in flames along with me right in the center of it all. I burned myself bad before, really bad and I still carried those scars. I burned my arms, legs and one whole palm so badly that my skin completely peeled off. I knew the pain a little too well and even after many years since the incident every time I looked at my scars, I could feel that fire burning on my skin. I was very well aware of how badly my death was going to be. My life went from hell to literally burning to death as if I was in actual hell.
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In The Blink Of An Eye
Mystery / ThrillerMadisyn Connelly, or MC as people called her, considered staring at the wall for the next hour a viable entertainment option. Her life was, to put it mildly, predictable. Wake, work, maybe catch a movie, sleep, repeat. The thrill was gone, replaced...
