Alisa's Death

Time To Grit and Grin

“It’s time,” Alisa said with a grin.

“I’m not sure its such a good idea...” Aby trailed off.

“And why not?” Alisa demanded angrily.

“Can’t you just let it go?” Aby pleaded. “Maybe you could rest if you let it go.”

“I see whose side you’ve taken a liking to,” Alisa growled tossing her aside and disappearing in a black mist. Alisa knew that today was the day, there was not a more perfect day to take care of this. Today Azul would be delivering to Paul a bag of coke. Today she would put her plan in motion. No one would get in her way. Aby had served her purposed of spying on them, telling her their every move. There was no point to keep her around anymore. Today everything, this whole pathetic facade would end.

Azul walked towards the same house again, this time she would collect what she was there to collect and go directly to him. She’d give him that stupid paper bag and act like everything was okay. Everything would be okay. Acting like everything was okay would fix everything. In her mind acting like nothing was wrong was the only thing that kept her from becoming insane, no one cared about what went on in a outcast’s life. No one would care if she told them she was being forced to do what a guy who killed my best friend wanted. She would be accused of it all the same. Accused of being a part of the murder, accused of being associated with drugs, accused of being the useless piece of trash everyone took her for.

That was the way it worked here, the way it worked in every stupid town with people who loved to break down your walls, tear at your life until they found something they could pick at something that they could use against. Something that would rip you apart for life and no one would ever let go. For her this was it.

She pulled the hoodie closer to her frame trying to keep warm, it wasn’t cold, but for some reason it felt like it as she entered that house again. She knocked and this time Mark himself opened the door and grinned when he saw her.

“Adolfo, that chick’s here again!” He called and the three other guys including Adolfo appeared. She felt small as she walked in and they all guided her into that room again the room where she had sworn to have seen her again. She knew it was her imagination and that wasn’t possible. It couldn’t have been her, but for some reason she found herself looking over to that corner as the guys continued to work. She hardly pad attention to them until there was a sudden knock on the door that made everyone look over and Mark nodded for one of the others to go answer it. A black haired guy with mid built went to answer it and came back with none other than Paul following him down the stairs. She stiffened at the sight of him. He ignored her and walked over to Mark saying something very lowly in his ear that made him turn to look over to her briefly before nodding upstairs where they both went leaving four very puzzled guy behind and sadly her too.

Then you could hear a slight discussion from above where Mark kept asking Paul if he was sure about this. If there wasn’t anything else they could do. Perhaps reconsider, but Paul just kept being persistent as he walked down the stairs grabbed a bag from one of the guys. Then came over and took her arm harshly pulling her out of the house. She didn’t fight it. She knew what was going to happen next and she knew it scared her too. But maybe this was for the best and maybe, just maybe this time he would be caught for it.

They walked into an alley where he tossed her towards the dead end and she ended up stumbling into it and falling into the wall with a slightly whimper coming from her lips as her arm and head came in contact with the harsh brick wall. The pain made her struggle to get up, but she managed to do so.

“You know what’s going to happen, right?” He smirked.

“You’re going to kill me,” she mumbled in a monotone.

“Think you’re smart, huh?” He growled as he walked over and took her by the hair throwing her into a garbage dump the sound echoed across the walls and she swore her skull could have broken in half. She didn’t bother getting up this time. The pain was far too great to be able to walk. She would have fallen instantly.

“You were the one loose end I left behind,” he informed. “I came back to take care of it.”

He took her by the arm throwing her into the wall again and she struggled to get up with the wall as support as she looked over to see he had pulled out a gun and pointed it directly at her. Before he could pull the trigger a shrieking laughter made him look around confused. Azul looked around too and suddenly froze when she saw her again. He saw her too, but he seemed to think it was his imagination.

“Long time no see,” she said with a smile. “Actually I’m pretty sure both of you never thought to see me again.”

“What the hell?” Paul growled shooting her, but the bullets never hit as she was suddenly next to him holding his neck in her hand. She threw him to the wall and he groaned as she pulled out a knife and it was the same one. From that night. He cringed as she raised him to a stand closing the distance between them. She looked like she had that night and he grabbed at her neck ready to kill her once again. She took his arm in her hand twisting it harshly until bone ripped through flesh and a scream ripped through his throat.

Azul watched as frozen as she had been that night. Watched as Alisa mutilated Paul like he had her, the blood dripping to the ground and splattering over the walls over her as Alisa laughed and the screaming continued making her heart slam against her rib cage painfully. The screams only got louder and then everything was quiet again and she walked over to her. Alisa took her hand and placed the knife there.

“Don’t let go,” she murmured before disappearing. The sirens came from far away then got closer. Next thing Azul knew she was sitting in a mental institution in a straight jacket for telling the truth. In a white room where she would most likely remain for the rest of her life. Reliving those two nights screaming as loud as they had. No one ever came to wake her up from the nightmares...Only they weren’t nightmares. They actually happened.

A/N: Yes, that was the end. Thanks for reading. :)