A Pessimist's Fiction

Captive

I watch, helpless, as the door closes behind her. She was a part of this all along. The girl of my dreams became the girl of my nightmares, pardon the cliche. The girl I though I could marry, only got close to me to reach my money. So now here I am, dangling from the chains attaching my wrists to the ceiling above me. I hear some noises behind me but can't turn as my legs are chained together and then to a loop sticking out of the ground. I crane my neck and catch a glimpse of two women walking across the expanse of the warehouse.
One of the girls came around to stand in front of me. Her green eyes piercing through mine. She walks closer and I breathe in her lavender perfume.
"Mmm" she mumbles, leaning closer. She puts her hand on the buckle of my belt and put her mouth next my ear, "Oh, the things I wish I could do with you. Too bad you won't live long enough for that."
She runs her hand up my torso when suddenly the other girl makes her presence know. "Tasha! All you ever think about is sex!"
"Laina, come look at him and tell me you don't see why Megan had trouble with this one. He's a catch." The girl, Tasha, doesn't move away much, but Laina comes closer, to look at me better, I guess.
"Yes, Natasha, he's very attractive but we have a job to do and money to earn."
"I know." Tasha sighs and moves away. She walks to a table set against the wall with the door and starts moving things. She walks back towards me with something in her hand. She stops a few steps short of me. "Laina, I can't do this."
Laina stomps over and takes the thing from Tasha's hand. "You've always been the anchor on this team!" She walks straight towards me and pushes something against my chest. I look down to see a revolver, hopefully unloaded, but I know I'm not that lucky. "I'm sorry, doll. It'll be over soon though." she winks at me and pulls the trigger. I'm quickly engulfed by darkness.