Bonnie & Clyde

2. Maybe You Need Me

Marshall's P.O.V.

To keep it one hundred, I have no clue as to why I ain't kill that chick right on the spot that day.

I mean, she clearly saw what Hailie and I did. She was a fucking witness and a liability.

Don't fucking know man, maybe I had thought like murdering just one dumb bitch was more than enough for one day?

Plus, I ain't wanna do it in front of Hailie, I mean like right on front of Hailie. She ain't see me ACTUALLY handle her mother after all, just dumping her body in the river. But by then, I had managed to convince Hai I was doing something else entirely. Hai don't even know her momma is actually dead. And that I was the one that killed her. She thinks Kim is still swimming in the lake or some shit. And I'd like to keep it that way. For as long as I can.

"So, what will happen to me, what are you going to do with me?" The girl, I think she said her name waa Destiny, asks me. She's been asking me this question nonstop, ever since I had brought her forcefully into my house, but I keep giving her cryptic fucking answers cause honestly? I have absolutely no fucking idea what imma do with her.

Practically speaking, I should just off her ass.

But I can't bring myself to do it.

Something about the way she stared at me and Hailie at the lake. She was shocked sure. She looked like a deer caught in headlights. But I don't think she was scared. Not really. I saw something off in her eyes, something was weird with her.

And as fucked as that is, it automatically drew me to her.

Now she sits tied to a chair in the middle of my living room as I pace around her. Hailie is playing somewhere upstairs in the meantime. She has no idea what's going on, but I think she sees Destiny as like this life-size Barbie doll for her to play with.

"Already told ya, it depends on you, girl," I reply to Destiny emotionlessly, finally stopping in front of her with my arms crossed, as I stare her down.

"Depends on what? Like... What do you want from me? What do I have to do for you to just let me go?! Because I'll literally do anything," She asks, and raises one eyebrow at me suggestively, and I have to chuckle at that.

It sounds to me that she's tryna offer me something sexual, for me to have my way with her and then send her on her way.

"It ain't gonna be that easy, baby," I smirk, and she rolls her eyes at me in contempt.

I step closer to her and watch her body physically tense, but she doesn't flinch or act scared.

"What do you want then?" She asks again, and she sounds exhausted.

All I can think is that she looks so goddamn innocent, but I don't think that she is. Not innocent at all that is. I think it's all a front. I think she's fucking dangerous. And being the crazy motherfucker that I am, I kind of like that shit.