Avenge him

Am I missing something?

Megan's POV

Jake. He's been plotting against me and Abbie this entire time. I don't say a word as he throws me down on the chair to tie me up. Not even a wince.

"Why are you doing this." I finally break the silence and whisper to Jake.

His eyes narrow and he smirks ," You were too invested. Plus, family over hoes." My eyes widened.

"You two are related?" I gasp, ignoring the insult, and so does Abbie.

"The freak is my long-lost sister and we, connected, over certain things."

"You twisted bastard." Abbie screamed at him and he chuckles.

"Boy do I know." and his grin grows wider.

"Did you ever love me?" I whisper once again and his widen a little before narrowing into slits once more.

"No."

*******

"Luke! Did you tie the girls up?" The over confident killer strides into the room.

"Your name isn't even freaking Jake?" Abbie screeched.

He chuckled, "No way sweetheart."

"Alright enough gossip. Lets get back to the hunt." She narrows her eyes at us.

She snaps her finger, "VIPER, BLADE, COME."

A pit bull and Rottweiler strolled into the cold dim room with a snarl.

"Circle." she calls another command, they obey and circle us in our chairs.

My panic is growing and I see Abbie had turned pale. Tears stream down my face and I wait for the dogs to attack.

"Sit and stay." she ordered with her hand and in a halted position. The dogs obeyed and sat on either side of their master.

"You thought the dogs would get all the fun? As if, this is personal." I take in her whole look now. She had changed into a battered nirvana shirt and sweats while we had been tied up by Jake. I mean Luke. She held a revolver in one hand and a knife in the other.

"You should have stayed away." she reaches over to stab me and I plead to Luke quietly with my eyes.

"I loved you."

He picks up his gun and points it at her.

"That'll be enough Sasha." he smiles down at me.

Before he gets shot himself and crumples to the ground in a pool of blood.

"NO!" I scream.

"You know, you're kind of a bitch," Abbie spits in pure anger.

This insult grabs "Sasha's" attention.

"That's funny. Your friend Drew called me that. You know what I said back?" She plunges her knife in my gut and I cry out as I struggle to breathe. "Am I still a bitch?"

"Megan no! Oh my god! please stop!" Abbie cries.

I look up for what feels like the last time as a metal chair crashes over the murderer's head and she collapses.

"Harold?" Abbie squeaks.

The blood loss becomes too much and I pass out.