I open the door, hopefully for the last time, and head to Kyle's office. I find him half dead and beaten up. Seeing him infuriates me as I'm reminded of what he did, but also seeing him brings joy knowing it will be the last time I see him alive. I untie him. "Thanks," he says softly. I scoff. "What?" he asks with a puzzled face. "Oh, nothing."
"Tell me Brooke. NOW!"
"Fine. No need to get aggressive. It's just that... well... Grace, Sophia and Mr. Kelly are dead."
"WHAT THE FUCK!!!?? How the HELL did the die Brooke?"
"Me. I Killed them. I concussed Grace and burnt her in the fireplace over there. I drowned and electrocuted Sophia in your bathtub, and Mr. Kelly planted a bomb in my car. It backfired and he died."
"What the fuck is wrong you? YOU'RE A FUCKING PSYCHOPATH!"
"I wouldn't insult me right now Kyle. You're next" I laugh manically as I reach for the fire poker. Kyle stutters his next sentence, "P-P-Please Brooke, D-D-D-Don't do this. I don't deserve it!" His plea makes me giggle. "YOU REALLY THINK YOU DON'T DESERVE THIS!? You FUCKING cheated on me, WITH MY BEST FRIEND!!!!! And you are the reason I'm here in the first place. Mr. Kelly sent me here to KILL YOU!!! That's right. I'm finally about to get my promotion!"
I begin to poke his chest with the iron weapon in my hands. A look of impending doom crosses his face. I laugh again. I start pressing harder. Harder. Harder. Until, eventually, it pierces his skin. The blood gushing out and spilling on the poker.
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Bourbon and Smoke - Book #1
RomanceI post my chapters when I finish working on them, I am for 3 new free chapters each week! Though it could more chapters. Brooke meets Kyle. They hook-up. He leaves without a trace. 5 years later Brooke still thinks of him, that night and how he made...
