Love & death: Feel it all

Evil woman

Bill pov:

Her body is completely limp, she can't even hold her neck steady. I find a towel to wrap around her body and I dry her the best I can. It feel weird to have done this to her. Somehow... it feels good. I haven't done anything that caused actual pain in a long time. I purposely tried not to hurt her. But it's apparently what she wants. It angers me that she didn't just tell me. Causing pain is one of the only things I'm actually good at.

"God dammit!" I say when I try to dry her and my dreads keep dripping pn her body. I find another towel and wrap it around my head, making myself look insanely stupid but she probably can't even see me.

"Bill..." She almost whispers. I don't know if she's dreaming while being half awake or if she actually wants to tell me something. But I look into her eyes and direct her head to look at me.

"I... love you." She says, a slight smile playing in the corner of her mouth. I smile and shake my head at her, laughing just a little bit.

"Crazy bitch..." I mumble to myself before I see her eyes shut completely and all expression on her face turns into a peacefull sleep. I can help but feel happy deep into my heart just looking at her. I was scared I might have hurt her too much, but I clearly haven't.

When she sleeps, she looks so peacefull. There's been a couple of times where I was about to fuck her while she slept when I was really horny. Because she just looks so... magestic. Sometimes I think I see her eyes and skin shine, but then I blink and she looks like a normal human again.

I put her to bed, not bothering to give her any clothes to put on, I prefer her naked in bed. Her body is completely limp and her mouth wide open in deep sleep. I lay done beside her on the bed, naked like her, and close her mouth. It's not good for her to be breathing through her mouth. She doesn't even notice my touch and I accidently smile just looking at her adorable sleepy face. She looks so innocent like this. If I didn't know any better, I'd think she would never be able to cheat on me. But she has...

Scarlett's dream:

The streets of Tokyo are dark and cold. Mary, Laura, Taylor and Britney are by my sides walking along the street with me. Georg, Gustav, Bill and Tom are in front of us. Taylor and Laura are talking to each other about Tom and Georg, telling sex stories of each of them. I smile secretly because they just look so happy.
I feel an elbow in my side and turn to look at Britney.

"Just look at his ass. The way he walks... my god." She whispers to me, looking Bill up and down. I follow her gaze, and she's not wrong. He really does have a very sexy walk, I never noticed before. The way his hips sway from side to side makes the muscles in my stomach contract.

"Shut your dirty mouth Britney." Mary says from beside her with a smile. I know she's joking and she covers her mouth like she always does when she laughs for real.

"What was that I heard about dirty mouth?" Bill says from in front of us. I look in front of me and see him turned against us, walking backwards in the same pace as if it's the easiest thing to do.

"Oh nothing... Britney just accidently said her thoughts out loud." I tell Bill with a smile. Bill slows his pace in front of me and before I know it, Bill and I are behind the others, face to face with each other, his hands on my waist. The others don't even seem to notice that we have fallen behind, but when I look over Bill shoulder, they have all stopped.
Not just stopped, froze. They are completely still, mid walking like statues.

Bill looks down at me with a smug smile.

"How could you do that to them?" Bill asks, his voice grainy and almost robotic. His german accent is completely gone, he's like a computer. I look at him confused.

"What? What are you talking about?" I ask him, trying to figure out his expression. Suddenly his face becomes limp and relaxed. Too relaxed. It's unnatural.

"You killed Britney. You killed Laura. You killed Taylor. You got Catherine kidnapped. You are a bad mother and an evil woman." Bill says, his eyes staring blankly into the air above my head while his voice becomes more and more distorted.
The others behind Bill turn around and in a split second are right in front of me by Bill's sides. Tom, Georg and Gustav are the only ones who look fairly normal. Mary is pale and has a gunshot in the side of her head and one eye missing. Something must have happened to her after we let her go.

Britney looks just like she did when Bill left her dead in that bathroom because of me. If I hadn't been there, she would still be alive. Taylor has a big bloody gash in her arm and blood running from a slit in her neck. They are all dead... because of me. All of the girls and soon enough... Cassie will be dead too.

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I wake with a scream stuck in the back of my throat comming out as more of a gasp. Bill lays by my side, still fast asleep with his arm draped over my body. My heart immidiately calms down when I see him by my side and tell myself that it was just a dream. Just a bad dream.

"Scar... you okay?" Bill asks, waking up because of me. I look at him, noticing that I'm actually not okay. Not at all. What happened in that dream was true. Everything that happened to those girls and to my own baby girl, was my fault. Everything has always been about me in some way. The pressure is too much, I just want to be normal.

My head still feels woozy and my eyes can't stay open for very long.

"No... I had a nightmare. A bad one." I say, coverinc my face with my hands before pulling the duvet over my head. Bill crawls under the duvet and meets me under it. We can barely see each other but it feels safe under there.

"It's just a dream, beautiful. Come here." Bill says, wrapping arm around my waist pulling me close to his body. I drape my leg over his hip and rest my face against his chest, listening to his heartbeat. He presses his lips against the top of my head and I fall asleep again, peacefully in his arms.

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