Through Thick And Thin

"You're just going to rot in hell, dick!" I said, already ready to pounce on him again, but Belle and Nikki had a tight grip on both my arms making me stay still standing.

Ian spit blood out of his mouth glaring at us as he staggered and struggled to stand up.

"You! You are just going to end up alone. I might rot in hell but you, you my dear will lose everything you have and rot in this world. You will lose everything and I'll make sure of it." He yelled as he moved further and further away from us.

My blood was rushing to my head. I was ready to kill him this time but, Belle and Nikki held onto my arms more tightly, if possible.

He rounded to a corner dissapearing from our sight and hopefully from our lives too. But just before dissapearing, he looked back at me and swiped the blood on his lips a strange look on his face.

A look that scared me.

A look that made me believe that it wasn't over.

A look that made me kill both him and me.

A look that had his lips curving into a smirk and mouthing 'This is not over, love.'

A look that held a promise to make my life a living hell.

A look that was purely evil.
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