A Bloody Melody (Discontinued)

Chapter Twenty Four

A Bloody Melody

Chapter Twenty Four

Chills passed through me after Collin spoke. He spoke like this was all a game and he was the play master, setting the events into motion. He smiled down at me, cold malice lacing his gaze. He may have been all smiles but on the inside he was poison.

I spat up a mix of saliva and blood, disgusted. “You’re despicable.”

“Lainey! Lainey! What did you do you bastard? Let her go,” Mitchell screamed.

Collin shook his head and clicked his tongue. “No, I don’t think I will.”

He started to walk in small circles and I followed him with my eyes, watching his precise steps. One wrong move and he could kill us all. I had to figure out what to do, how to play this game and win.  “You see, me and Lainey here,” he stopped walking and placed a hand on my shoulder and squeezed, hard. “We’ve got some unfinished business. I need her to understand what happens when she doesn’t listen.”

I winced but still asked, “What are you talking about?” He’d never asked me anything. Never.

He flexed his hand looking down on me, forcing me to look up to him. “What? Are you still going with that whole, I can’t remember the last two years? Please, I saw the look on your face when you first saw me. You recognized me.”

I froze. He had just said it out loud, in front of witnesses. My eyes met Ashley’s and I tried to calm myself down, I tried to breathe again, but I couldn’t. He had just confirmed that he was the one who had caused me so much pain. She gave a little nod and said, “It’s going to be fine, Lainey.”

“Oh, no,” Collin said. “It’s going to be far from okay for Miss. Lainey. She’s going to have some big decisions to make soon, ones that will teach her that she shouldn’t mess with me. I can get to you, anywhere.” He crouched down, closer to me and whispered in my ear, “You’ll never be safe.”

I had that deer in the headlights look, I knew it. My eyes couldn’t get any wider. My pulse couldn’t race any faster. A sweat broke out on my forehead and I held back the urge to cry. Not in front of him, I wouldn’t let myself loose it in front of him.

He retreated and stood back up but he still kept his hand on my shoulder. I was sure that his nails had broken skin but I couldn’t bring myself to care. I just wanted him away from me far away. He wouldn’t, not yet, he was staking he dominance over me. I knew this part of the game and there was nothing I could do to counter it. I was on the floor. He wasn’t.

“Now, tell me again how you don’t remember those two lovely years we spent together?”

‘In. Out. In. Out. Just breathe, Lainey. You can do this.’ I told myself because I needed the encouragement. One the inside I was a quivering mess but I couldn’t show that.

I scoffed because this man had some serious delusions if he thought that I remember the last year and a half. “I don’t. That look that I gave you was because you were trying to kill me.”

“Really?”

“Yeah.”

“Shame.” He dismissed it so easily that I knew it never matter to him. He wasn’t punishing me because of something that I couldn’t remember he was punishing me because he could, because he was twisted. “This all could have been avoided if you just remembered.”

It couldn’t have.

I still played along. “Remembered what?”

“I can’t tell you out here,” he whispered it like he was on stage, giving a performance. “Never the less we must push through. I don’t like the fact that you have been spying on me. I mean sure the stuff you have is minimal and can be explain away easily. Still, you have to learn your lesson so…” He let go of my shoulder and before I could relax, reached behind him and pulled out a gun, “Which one will pay the price for your indiscretions.”