My Murderous Finale - ✔️

Chapter 20

***TRIGGER WARNING***
Gun/ violence

I heard the shot before anything. I'd never shot a gun without ear protection before and I'd never realized how loud it really was. Kellan had taken me to the gun range before for "self defense" lessons he told me because as he said I was too small to fight Evan off. But the sound was very loud in this enclosed room. Then my knees went weak. And that's when I registered the pain. I looked down at my stomach and saw the blood soaking my shirt. I looked at Evan and the horrified face he was making and thought how strange it was that he was scared in this situation when he had beat me and felt nothing before. I fell, landing on both knees in front of my husband, abuser, shooter, murderer. Would he be my murderer? Did he just decide my own fate? With all he'd taken from me I couldn't let decide this for me. I wouldn't. Hate filled me and lived alongside the excruciating pain radiating through my body. Evan dropped the gun like it was burning His hand and it landed at my knees. He took 2 steps back realizing what he'd done, or maybe he didn't actually understand what he'd done, what he'd set In motion

"Elliot" he whispered but I wasn't listening

I looked down at the gun he'd dropped and picked it up. If he'd made this decision of ending my life, I felt no remorse at all for ending his as well. There would be no way he'd live in this situation and I wouldn't. After years of the pain he'd inflicted and gladly dealt to me it was my turn. I raised the gun towards him. I knew how to shoot and I knew where to shoot someone to injure them or cause them the most pain or if necessary, kill them. I also knew how to make that last a long time and be extra painful if i wanted. And I wanted to. The world started to spin a little and my vision was turning black. The realization that i didn't have much longer alive and this man i was married to, who i actually didn't really even know, was the reason that gave me the courage i needed to finally take what was left of my life into my own hands.

I pulled the trigger. It was a lot easier than I had expected and the current ringing in my ears drowned out any pain of another loud shot . Evan's eyes went wide and he stumbled back a few steps. Blood poured from his neck and he reached up to try to stop it. What I knew that he didn't was that I hit his artery and he wouldn't be able to stop himself from bleeding out on our bedroom floor. He fell against the wall and slid down till he was sitting on the floor. He never took his eyes off me and I realized that should feel unsettling but it didn't. I'd taken this man's life, the man I'd shared a life and a bed with. But he had taken mine first. even before tonight he'd taken so much out of me in this abusive so called marriage. so taking his life wasn't something I necessarily feel guilty about.

" I said no," I wheezed and his eyes widened " because the thought of sleeping with you repulses me."I took a deep breath that sent pain lancing through me " that's why I've been sleeping with someone else" I finished. I watched the anger fill his eyes and I knew This made him more mad than me shooting him. He was about to bleed out and die and he was mad that I'd slept with someone else. Even though he blatantly bragged about the women he cheated on me with.

My eyes started to get heavy and all I wanted to do was lay down and go to sleep. I kept thinking of kellan. I'd miss him beyond belief. He was little brother and I knew this would absolutely change him as a person and I hated that for him. I wish I could've just said goodbye to him.

My body fell limp and I ungraciously fell to the floor. I wondered who would find us and what they would think. I just hopped kellan wouldn't be labeled as the brother of a murder. I wish they could know why really happened here. I glanced at where Evan lay against the wall and his eyes were glassy and fixed. He was dead. I'd killed him. I was free. How sad he'd sealed my fate as well and I'd never have lived free of him.

My mind drifted briefly to Milo. We had an amazing night but left things so messed up. I'd never get the chance to explain my true feelings for him, Even if to him I was just a fun person to screw around with. I'd miss him incredibly.

Slowly my eyes fluttered closed and my thoughts started to slow. I took a deep breath and relaxed into the searing pain.