Secrets We Keep

11

"He's such a kind man, how could you shoot him...?" I ask Will in terror. His calm composure infuriates me. He nearly killed him, it's actually a miracle Malachi's alive but still.

"He was a distraction. With him alive how would I be able to have Lorrie to myself? I'm a greedy man, you out of all people should know this..." He adds, spinning his office chair like a child.

This doesn't surprise me. Will IS the definition of a greedy man. Killing off Lorrie's family just so that there wouldn't be any escape for her. "You're disgusting." I mutter, walking towards the door.

"So are you." He adds before I exit the door. So am I... my blood is on Malachi's hands, I've been in this from the beginning. I'm just a pawn in a much larger game. I'M REPLACEABLE. So be it. Let me be replaced. Death seems like an angel's touch rather than being surrounded by crazy murderers like Will. If I'm being replaced, so shall it be.

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I sit on the opposite chair in Will's office, facing him. His face inches away from mine, I can smell his breath. It's not pleasant but it's there.

"You wanted to speak to me?" Will asks, finally getting away from my face. I take a sigh, breathing in and out while I still can. After all, this conversation will either kill me or leave me on the streets to die.

"I can't be your wife." I mutter a little too quickly for my liking. My eyes move frantically as Will's face turns into a neutral-angry expression. "D-did you hear me? I can't be your wife-"

"I hear you loud and clear Lorelei. It's just that I don't care. You ARE my wife till death do us part. There's nothing that can stop that from happening." Will says, interrupting me. His eyes casting a look of annoyance.

I roll my eyes at him, hoping he notices. WHat do I have to lose, it's not like living as his wife is exactly bliss now is it? "Then kill me."

Will's eyes widen as he examines me. "You're joking. What do you mean kill you? You don't like the life that I'VE given you. All this money, recognition, protection, and even a big house. And you don't even want to appreciate it? ALL I'VE DONE FOR YOU?!" Will yells, getting up from his seat and standing in front of me. "EVERYTHING I'VE DONE WAS FOR YOU AND YOU ALONE! WHY DON'T YOU REALIZE? WHY DON'T THANK ME?! UNGRATEFUL BITCH." Will mutters, walking back to his chair. I sit on my seat shaken. "Now get the fuck out of my office. NOW."

I hastily get out of my seat, grabbing my things and making my way to the door.

BANG!

Cold blood everywhere. My vision distorted, bullets in my head. His aim was too good. I'm dead? I'm dying? Finally.