Bonnie & Clyde

15. Darkness (The True Ending)

Okay, so here goes the ending I feel like y'all are gonna hate lmao. Cause it's very abrubt and well... Anyways, I snuck some smut in to soften the blow a bit 🤣😭🤣😭

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Destiny's P.O.V.

I once read a book where the protagonist says, "Just because I'm telling you this story, doesn't mean that I'm alive at the end of it."

Or maybe it wasn't a book, maybe I've heard this line said some movie I've watched, I don't even remember now.

Either way, sometimes life is funny like that and you are listening to somebody's story without realizing that the person is no more. Sorry for the dramatics, I guess.

Anyways...

I have heard somewhere also that when you die, your whole life is supposed to flash before your eyes. Everything from start to finish playing out like a fast forwarded recording or something. Or maybe it's supposed to go backwards?

Either way, that wasn't my experience.

My whole life didn't flash before my eyes.

Only it's very last moments, of the last day, the last night, more accurately of when I was still alive, then there was nothing.

Just darkness.

"I hate you!!" I scream at Marshall.

The truth is, we've been fighting a lot ever since escaping to Cuba together.

Silly, I know. This place is like paradise or something. And we have everything we've ever wanted here. So we should both be happy.

But I honestly just can't let go of that shit that he pulled right before we left together. That whole testing my loyalty thing, that just wasn't right, and I've not to secretly resented him ever since.

"Be quiet, bitch!! You'll wake up Hailie!" Marshall replies just as angrily, he grabs me and forces me into the shower, turning the water on I'm guessing to drawn out the sounds of us yelling at each other.

It's really unnecessary though ans he's just being dramatic, because this house Dre set us up in is fucking huge, it's practically a mansion, and our bedroom is very far away from Hailie's. It's unlikely she would hear us, but Marshall has been paranoid lately about his daughter's well being.

Hailie, she's been really restless the last few weeks and she kept asking Marshall when is her mom going to come back. Which in turn stressed Marshall the hell out since he hates to see his little girl upset, yet for obvious reasons he can never tell her the truth.

And right now, I see fit to taunt him with it.

"How about I go tell your daughter what you did then, Marshall?!"

"Yo, shut the fuck up, don't fucking test me Destiny, or I swear to God!!"

"What, what you gonna do, huh?! Kill me like you killed Kim?!"

"SHUT THE FUCK UP!!"

His fist flies past my face but never connects, punching shower wall right next to my head instead.

I can see that I'm pushing his buttons again, pushing him right to his limits and a part of me enjoys it. Let him show me who he really is instead of pretending that he's a good guy like he sometimes does.