The Good Bad Girl

Chapter 6 Murder and Interuption

Leona isn't on the first floor. I confirmed. 

"Second-floor closet," Klaus gives me her location from inside the house. He has hacked the nearby CCTVs and has a drone flying outside the perimeter. One of the things I like about Klaus is that like me, he doesn't risk chances. 

Since, the start of my revenge, my younger brother has become very sharp in his method with computers. Klaus is three years younger to me. I never wanted this path for my only brother but when he saw what happened after Benedict came into our life, he without a doubt blended himself with my mission. 

He decided to help me and every then and now, I still find it hard to believe what the life of Myer siblings have become. We didn't take Benedict's last name. I rather swim with sharks during a thunderstorm than attach that son of a bitch's name with mine or Klaus's. 

We both belong to David Myers and no one will replace our father's position in our life.

As I cross the kitchen and head to the second floor, I see a shadow of her outside the hall. The door to her room was open glistening a bright light to the wooden floor. As I got closer to the room the sound of her humming came. She was singing a song and grooving inside the closet. The light tap of her bare feet told me she wasn't aware of my presence. 

The minute I get inside the room, I lock the door behind me and shoot a dart on her neck. It hits her exactly at the time when she sees me in the mirror of the closet. I wink at her horrified face and she drops. 

"Got her," I tell Klaus. 

"Be careful," 

I watch her on the floor of the closet when something out of the corner of my eye catches my attention. Dresses, jeans, jackets. So many of them. 

Oh, my god. 

I take my mask out and follow the line of perfectly lined clothes on the rack. Everything from shirts to trousers, the closet was covered with packages from Nora's Boutique. I thought, she was pretending to be my mom but turns out she has bought the entire boutique here. 

What is she? A regular at Nora's Boutique? How dare she purchase her clothes from there? How can she ruin my mom's store with her filthy self?

My eyebrows scrunched up as a new wave of anger hit me. These clothes are personally designed by my mother. These are not factory-produced. Just the thought of her wearing my mom's design covers me with fury.

I blow a breath and dart my eyes on her unconscious self. I crouch down to her level, lift her head up to me, and smile, "I am going to have so much fun with you," I drag my eyes to her neckline. A necklace worth thousands of dollars rests flawlessly on her creamy skin. "Let me take care of this," I took the diamond necklace out and stood up. 

"You like to wear necklaces right," I say before carving the diamond out of it from my blade. "Let's make you wear them,"

Half hour. 

She lasted half an hour with me. 

Blood covers her expensive faux carpet staining them with drops of red and maroon. The lifeless body of Leona Keller lies in front of me. 

A bead of diamonds is carved inside her skin like a necklace that she likes. Her body; tortured and pummeled with my wrath. Skin bruised and cut, fingers missing that held the pen, and eyes that are still open. 

I dropped to the floor when I saw how extreme I went with her. She's missing one eye because I crushed them with my heels. Her mouth was agape like an O. The faint swell of her cries on her skin, the strong smell of copper and metal in the air, my numb feet. It all froze me

"You shouldn't have gone after my mother's boutique, nor you should've pretended to be her," I say sitting against the mirror. The dead eyes watching me. "I would've killed you with some cuts nothing too extreme but you ruined my mom's legacy. You-"

I paused when I heard a noise outside. 

I quickly stood on my foot and turned toward the sound. "Klaus," I whispered, 

"Shit, Liv." Comes his voice, "Someone's outside."

I take a breath, "How many?"

"Just one. He came a minute ago and ran inside,"

My head turns to the sound outside the hall. Fuck he's on the same floor as me. "Klaus, fucking hell. You should've warned me,"

"I am sorry. Shit. He came out of nowhere and -"

"Keep watching the perimeter, I'll handle him," I cut him and got out. I closed the closet door behind me with as little sound as possible and stood on the other side of the door. I planted my body near the wall and waited for the intruder to barge in.

Some muffled sounds of footsteps came along with the opening and closing of doors. He was checking the floor. Suddenly, a shiver ran up my spine when I saw the knob beside me turning. 

A little creak of the door was enough to alert all the warning signals in my body. I followed my fight instincts and positioned my arm when the door opened.