Killjoy (A Lesbian Story)

36: Max

The pistol was steady in my hands as I aimed straight at Grimes chest. He merely looked at me in amusement, a smile hanging from his lips. He took a step forward.

"Fucking. Stop." I growled.

Grimes paused. Slowly, he put his hands up in defense. His head cocks to the side. "Now, Max. After all of this? Are you really just going to shoot me?"

"Yes." I said to him. "You have severely fucked up my life. You tried to kill my girlfriend. You've plagued this entire state with a zombie disease! You've turned my life into a fucking horror movie."

"But at least all of this has reunited you with your love?" Grimes pointed out. "All of this has made you strong. Emotionally, romantically, and physically. You are superhuman.  I've given you a gift."

I let out a breath, shaking my head. "You really think this fucking matters anymore? It doesn't. You're done, Grimes. My mother is figuring out how to stop you. So, I'm going to put you down."

"You need me for it." Grimes said with a smile. "You can't cure everyone without me. I know everything there needs to be done. I know everyone involved. You think it's just me? Oh no. There are more people just waiting for this to come through. Waiting for this glorious new century of superhumans. My name will finally go down in history as it deserves to be. You will be the first of man-"

My finger pulled the trigger multiple times. The bullets unload into Grimes chest, pushing him back against the double doors. He falls into it, pushing the doors open. My finger still pulled at the trigger, even when the bullets are gone. I take a few steps forward, looking down at Grimes. Blood seeped out from under him. He laid face down, completely still.

At least it's over.

"Max?" Ashley's voice called out. 

I looked up. She stood with a crowd of people, Steve and my dad with them. Hulk stood next to them, looking at Grimes' body on the ground.

Ashley rushed to me, stopping just before Grimes' body. She looked down, then up to me. Her eyes scanned my face. "What happened to you?"

Remembering the blood on my mouth, I tried my best to wipe it off on the sleeve of Nathan's jacket. "Well, there was a helicopter crash because Grimes is- was a dumb ass."

I kicked his head as I walked forward. That was when I noticed Andrew and Chase within the crowd of people. Anger bubbled in my chest and I felt a growl. Chase immediately raised his pistol at me, a smirk on his lips.

"Go ahead, freak." He said. "I dare you."

Steve stepped between him and I, glaring at Chase. "Calm the fuck down. Max, he's here to help. Chase, you shoot her and we'll shoot you."

Chase put his pistol down slowly.

"So, Grimes is dead then." Hulk said, his eyes staying on Grimes' body. "What of Thor?"

"Dead." I said. "Or, at least, I think so. I killed Nathan-" My hand waved at my chin. "- And he turned and I set him on Thor. So I guess he's dead."

Ashley finally met me in the middle of the lab. She raised a hand, but paused as it went to my face. "I would kiss you, but that would be disgusting. Let's go so we can get you cleaned up."

"I agree." I nodded.

"I'll stay to collect data." My dad said, walking over to a computer.

Still my dad. The nerd.

At least we have all the information we need here. Grimes' research and work to help get rid of what he's created is all here.

But you won't be alive to use it...