Save Me

21. I Loved You

Molly felt weakened, but not broken. Never broken. She had to avenge her family, even if that meant destroying the man she loved.

Dwight and Sherry were in place, turns out that they were my real saviours.

All that was left was for me to what I had to.

My eyes glistened with past tears, they were almost glass-like like a doll's. That's how I felt now, like I'd been played with and used.

Treated by the one person I loved more than life itself like an emotionless puppet.

I was filled with hatred now, for me and him.

I had my gun ready, now out of its holster. Keeping the other gun I took from the armoury, hidden.

Just in case, I thought.

Walking from the armoury to his room felt like a lifetime, everything became blurred and all I could hear was the sound of my own breathing.

I knew that he would be in a meeting, it was all part of my plan.

I walked through the threshold, into his room. His scent lingered on every possession, even me.

The room used to feel light and airy, now it suffocated me. The stifling heat from the closed windows, encircled me, like I was standing too close to the sun.

I didn't know it back then, but thats how it always was with him, too close, much too close.

I had everything laid out, I just wanted to get through it and leave that god forsaken place.

I wanted to erase him from my memory, pretend like it was all a bad dream, but one that I never wanted to end.

The photos, I kept with me, like a reminder of my mistakes.

I took them out of my pocket and sprawled them across his bed, forcing him to take a look.

To take a look at everything he had taken from me, from my family and everything that he had now lost.

I didn't shake now.

My hands were steady, my tears were dried, like salt crystals on my skin.

I was empty, like a hard shell and yet he still hadn't broken me like he wanted when I first arrived.

That gave me power.

I held my gun in my hands, I didn't want to surprise him or entrap him, I wanted him to see when he walked through that door so he knew in that moment.

I waited for two hours, until he came.

I knew it was him, I could feel his closeness, his tie to me.

Every footstep made my heart pound faster and harder until it stopped.

The door glided open and he saw me.

I stood there in front of him, by the bed and just next to the photos.

I looked at him like I never had before, the truth was that I'd never felt what he'd made me feel before.

It was indescribable. No scowl, no anger, no tears. Nothingness, that's what I felt.

But how can you describe what nothing feels like?

He looked straight at me, first surprised, then seeing my gun he knew. He didn't beg for his life, he was ready.

'Molly...' he said calmly and stepped towards me.

'Don't come any closer, I don't want you near me, ever again. After today, I want you to know that this was the moment that you lost everything. I don't want to talk about it, what you did. We both know what you did. I loved you and you used me. But you see, now I'm glad because I now know who you are, who you really are...' I replied calmly.