With my little comment, Victor pinned me down and kissed me passionately. I kissed him back as we went into a full on make out session, again. Both of us gripping our clothes but never pulling them clean off. The doorbell ringing broke us out of our universe, I sat up about to get it, but Victor kissed my forehead before getting it himself. Standing next to guest bedroom door, I could hear Murray from here.
"What are you doing?"
"Taking a break from the press, who have a tendency to remind me of my dead wife, that I'm a monster-"
"Stop that bull, who's the girl?"
"Excuse me?"
"You heard me, who is helping you through your grief? Or should I say casual vacation-"
Hearing a punch land, I stifled a laugh.
"Did you come here just to insult me Murray, or do you have news?"
"I have news..."
Murray said spitting suddenly, probably blood.
"You're sister isn't the one who actually killed and raped your wife, she just put you out of commission."
Oh I hate it when I'm right, on cue, Kyle covered my mouth before I could scream. Then sent a dagger through my ribs.
"Kyle is the one who did it, the police are trying to find him now-"
"No need for that, I'm right here."
Throwing me down onto the wood, I winced touching my chest to see blood on my hands. Murray started to pull out his phone, but Victor quickly stopped him, knowing that might escalate things.
"Kyle what did you do-"
"What you couldn't do Victor! You knew Cecile had secrets but you were to much of a pussy to kill her! So I did it for you."
Why does this keep happening to me? I started to crawl on my stomach but Kyle quickly pinned me with his foot, restricting my movement.
"And this chick, Tris, fell for the bait I gave her. Just to fall in love with you. Why didn't you stay the man killer you were?"
"Lift your foot up and I'll happily comply..."
I said glaring into his eyes, as Kyle chuckled.
"Ooh she's still there, if you survive this, I'll look forward to a rematch-"
"Kyle."
Victor said slowly stepping toward Kyle, as Kyle pulled up my head by the hair, holding the dagger to my throat. Victor stopped in place.
"That's right, come on in Murray, you're job is keep her alive. She's my leverage."
I grit my teeth as Kyle dropped me, then held the blade to Victor's neck before he could touch me.
"Tsk tsk Victor, I need you to sign Cecile's will over to me. Come on."
Once Kyle lifted his foot, I sent a tight smile to Victor, that's when he started to move. Once they were both upstairs, Murray picked up some towels, wrapping them around my chest before tying it.
"Oh Tris?"
My vision was going in and out, as I groaned softly, my younger self starting to close my eyes.
"Hey stay awake."
Murray shook me hard, as I flinched up, thankful for it.
"Can you tell Victor if I don't-"
"Don't start talking like that."
"I have to, he stabbed me pretty good..."
Murray sighed, looking at the towels, they were just starting to fill with my blood. But it seemed like the wound was starting to clot, a temporary solution.
