He is a Psycho

chapter 19-Elliot's end

Hey hey! Not such a big gap this time! Aren't you proud? Hehehe I am actually really happy for you guys to read this chapter, I think it is my favorite one yet! 

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One trait of a psychopath might be superficial charm. 

Blaire's POV

"Your a coward," Elliot screamed as he hunched over, the bullet went through his lower abdomen, and blood started pouring out.

I gasped, and Shane took my hand as we started to back away. Wendy looked down at her hand and then to Elliot. She dropped the gun and shrieked. Tears leaked uncontrollably from her eyes. "What have I done?" she yelled. Wendy took Elliot's head into her lap and caressed his cheek. "I loved you," she whispered into his ear. Elliot was barely breathing, her tears fell onto his face as he was slowly losing his life. "What are you two doing? Someone call the medics!"

Shane pulled out his phone and dialed the medics and in about ten minutes a stretcher left our hotel with a white sheet over an evil body. Wendy followed the stretcher out sobbing.

"Is this it?" I turned to Shane. "Is my personal demon dead?"

"I believe so," he said as he hugged me. We both stood in the crime scene happily hugging each other. This was it. We could finally be happy. I could finally have control over my life again, I could finally breathe and not live in fear. This seemed to good to be true.

Later that afternoon Shane and I booked a flight back to the USA. Although we did not return to Texas we decided to move to a new place to have a fresh start. San Francisco became our new home together.

WENDY POV

I stared into Elliot's pale face, could this really be the end? "Oh my darling, I am so sorry but love made me do it," I cried as I held onto his cold hand.

"Blaire is my only love," I heard him whisper. As I heard this I picked up my head and he stuck a needle in my arm.

"Elliot, she will never love you. Shane has her heart, Shane was the only hope she kept through her time of being in your torture, don't you understand? She just wants to be happy. You make her depressed." I said with heavy breaths. He jabbed the needle farther into my arm. "You hurt her, you are killing her!" I cried.

"Shut the hell up!" He screamed, as tears rolled down his pale cheeks. "Your just jealous!"

"Maybe so, but as her friend you are permanently leaving scars on her, mentally and physically," My breathing switched to a slow pace. "If you want her to be happy, stay away,"my eyes began closing.

ELLIOT POV

I stared through my tearfilled eyes at a lifeless Wendy. My mind was buzzing with so many thoughts.

Could she be right? Am I hurting her?

No Wendy was delusional, you are all Blaire needs to be happy.

I think I am hurting her. I should stay away and not interfere in her life anymore.

She loves you.

No.

She needs you.

No.

You need her.

Yes.

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How are you all feeling???

PSA: I might be deleting this book and deactivating my account.