Wildfire

(20)

Mariana Montanari

I parked my car outside the building with no thoughts in my head except Oh god. Please don't let me die in there. Anywhere but there.

It wasn't death that I was scared of. It was the place. I'm pretty sure if I died here this place was gonna be haunted. What if Kenneth died here? Then so will everyone else.

I barely believed Christopher would kill someone so easily. He liked it when people suffered. I knew it first hand.

I walked through the main hall. Mirrored hallways. The amount of blood other girls, children, and I lost here, the amount of screams that were held in those walls resurfaced. I forced myself to not look at them as I went down stairs. To the basement. The pedophile paradise.

Before I could go all the way to the door, hands grabbed me. Same place. Same hands. But this wasn't Christopher.

"Well, hello there, little Mary." Adam.

My body froze at being touched in this building again and he was quick to use that to his advantage. He tied me to a chair but I wasn't alone.

Kenneth. All bloody. Weak. It ached the heart I forgot I had to see him like that.

And Elijah? Here? Both of them were tied to chairs.

He has decided to do the opposite of everything I tell him to.

I was mad at Elijah but the relief of seeing Kenneth overshadowed it. He hadn't spoken since he'd seen me. I didn't know what that meant.

"If it isn't my dearest Mary." Christopher's hand moved along my face. "S-Stop."

"I thought you loved me, little girl." The fact that he once made me actually believe that once.

"Seeing you kill turned me on so much." Stop. "Christopher fucking stop." I tried to gain back some sense of control. His hand raised but before it could land his phone rang. Both Adam and him ran to the other room on seeing the name.

I knew killing on the street would be a bad idea when I did it.

Don't have a panic attack. Please no. Not right now. That didn't work. Voices. So many of them.

A groan from Kenneth pulled me out of my head. I had to get out of here. I slammed my heel to the floor releasing the knife in the heel then swung it back to my hand behind the chair, cutting my palm but also the ropes around my wrists.

I took a second to gather myself before untying Kenneth. His arms wrapped around me with more strength than I was going to kill Christopher and Adam with.

"Wildfire." He said it like it was the first breath he took after drowning. To me it was like finding the first drop of water in a desert.

"I'll get you out of here. okay? Hang on for me." His injuries seemed deep. "Kenneth. Hold on. Snap out of it!"

"If I do, can we go out again?"

"Yes. Just hold on for me, okay?"

He nodded weakly. "Please, curly, hold on for me, please." I would've cried if i didn't force myself to dissociate with my emotions at the moment.

I gave Elijah the 'we're talking about this later' look. "Stop moving." I threw the knife on the back of the chair. Which went through the rope. I wouldn't touch him even if he was okay with it. This place made every touch feel like a thousand shards of glass soaked in acid.

"Since you have a hearing problem. I will make this very clear. You wanna stay, you can stay, you wanna leave, you can leave. But you won't be killing one single person here tonight. I don't care. Fight them, shoot them in the knees but you'll not be causing a single death here tonight. NOT. ONE."

"Can I at least beat someone to half death?"

"Why don't you go home?"

"No."

"Just take Kenneth to the hospital." That made some sort of seriousness spark in him.

"What am I gonna tell the hospital?" I threw the car keys at him. "There's my wallet in my car and my med ID in my wallet. Also my card. Take them, no one will ask you anything."

I didn't know what he did next but I trusted him. I turned to see Christopher behind me trying to grab me. He was too slow.

I saw red. Fucking red. All the red I would see on the floor after I was done with him. I slammed the knife in his shoulder.

"You. Fucker."

He fought. And he fought hard. Hard enough to exhaust him in the first 4 minutes. Just like he fucked.

Before he could process it I had him at gunpoint. I didn't know where Adam was but his silence definitely wasn't good.

I was too raged to think about it for long. Once I heard the 302nd bone crack I stopped. By now he was unrecognisable and bleeding a river.

"Bleed me a river, babe." He wails in pain when I repeater his words to himself.

The sound of footsteps made me look up to see Elijah.

"You again?" I was mad that he was here when I specifically said no but I was also grateful that I wasn't here alone after all.

"What do you need help with?"

Christopher was rolled up on his back. I sat on his back trying to catch my breath but mainly to cause him more pain.

I smiled when he screamed in nothing but pure agony.

"You always loved when I used to sit on you Chris." I dragged my nail across already made cuts before turning back to Elijah.

"I do need help with sending you home."

"Not helping with that." I rolled my eyes. "Fine. Go tie up Adam." I was gonna keep this one alive.

I still needed to know how he found out about all the others dying. And how he managed to find a connection.

There had to be someone who barked. Which meant someone who had been watching. And if they had been watching they already knew that Kenneth wasn't the one killing. I was.

I stood up and dragged Christopher to the nearest pole. I tied him up there.

"Won't dance for me, little whore?" He screamed again when he recognised the words.

I backed off to let Elijah take his anger out. Apparently Christopher was the one who tied him.

"Tell me when you're done."

I went back to Adam who was tied up and dragged him into my trunk. I could never do with a trunkless car.

"We'll get answers out of you. You little feisty bird. Did you tell him all about how I was a whore. Bet he didn't tell you about how I killed people part time." His eyes widened in fear. As they should've.

I sprayed chloroform on him before closing the trunk.

Okay let's do this.

I tossed the lighter inside the club letting it set on fire. I waited a few minutes and before I heard Christopher scream.

"Let's go." I turned to Elijah who was still here for some unknown reason. He had too much time.

I was gonna tell Diaz to give him more work. Although I didn't care. I was gonna go home and then to Kenneth.

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