Grimmy_Black

I entered the books Only Family Matters and Lost Memories For a Twisted Reason in the Watty2026 Awards! 

LAST AND FINAL CHAPTER OF LMFATR (REALLY LONG CHAPTER- ENJOY!!!!)
          
          "Help!" My voice cracks. My lips quivering, begging to let me live. For a second, I believed I was going to live but that second disappeared when I can feel a force pushing me back underwater. I can feel the panic and fear overcome my body. The burning sensation becomes unbearable as water continues to fill up in my lungs. Losing oxygen quickly. I fought against that force with all my might. With the little faith I still had left. I will not give up! I scratched and claws at the arms that holds me down. This feels all too familiar as I know I am re-living this nightmare, for real this time. My body stuck in fight mode. I fought against the heavy water, with flailing arms. To try and beat each strong and every powerful wave. But it was too damn strong and too much for me to handle. My body grew tired and eventually stopped struggling against the dark and heavy force that keeps me drowning in water. I suddenly can feel myself growing calm as my eyes look up towards the bright light. Is this my time to go? I wondered. This is a weird sensation and believe it or not, it felt good. The pain in my body disappears and the cold feeling is replaced with warmth. Almost my body's way of saying "this is it."

CHAPTER 13 OF MIMOSA POSTED 
          
          He raised an eyebrow at me, and I turned as red as a damn tomato. I hate tomato! "You sure? You were staring at me like I am God or something." He chuckles.
          
          "No!" I scoffed. "I was just staring into space." I lied. Kace doesn't believe me but just rolled his eyes at me.
          
          "I think I met Ash." He blurs out. I looked at him confused until he showed me his arm. It has stretches on his wrist. "I tried petting him and he hissed at me. He scratched the hell out of me."
          
          Just as he said that Ash comes slowly out of the bathroom looking proud as ever. Ash jumps on the bed and lays by my feet. I laughed and shook my head, petting Ash. "He's not much of a people pet." I tell him.
          
          Kace goes back into the bathroom, just to come out in only boxers. I had to look away and completely turn the other way so I wouldn't get caught staring again. I can feel his body dip into the spot next to me. "You stay on your side and I stay in mine. You touch me I will cut your hands off." I threatened, over my shoulder.
          
          "Duly noted." He says, chuckling before letting sleep over come my body.

CHAPTER 12 OF MIMOSA POSTED (LONG CHAPTER SO ENJOY!)
          
          I closed my eyes and threw my head seductively as I leaned up against the pole and place my hand on my throat before sliding it down my body slowly before opening my half-hooded eyes back up. I peeked under my long eyelashes and bit my lip at the dark figure. Knowing the song was about to come to an end soon I blew them a kiss as I owned the stage, giving a sweet an innocent act for the second time, plus it also matched the song hence the name Demon Kiss.
          
          I did a few more tricks on the pole before the song ended. Once the song ended the only thing that could be heard is the sound of my heavy breathing. Knowing, the man in the dark may not speak or be there anymore, I started to make my way over to the door until a voice stopped me.
          
          "Come here, Mimosa." I froze. "Don't make me say it again." He warned.
          
          I turned around and slowly made my way into the darkness, having no clue where I am going or if I could possibly run into a wall or something. "Please, sir." I quivered, my squeaky. "Don't hurt me."
          
          Damn, I knew I should have brought my gun. Stupid me!
          
          I gasp and flinch when I felt warm fingers run down my forearm. He is behind me, I shiver in fear. "Shh, I won't hurt you." His deep voice now in a whisper. "Turn around. Let me see you."

CHAPTER 34 AND 35 OF LMFATR POSTED 
          
          * I swiftly jump up from my knees, pulling my gun from my waist band, pointing it at him as he took a step towards me. "No, stay away from me!" I screeched loudly. He is now wearing black jeans and a tee-shirt. He raises his hands in surrender. His eyes widening as he continues to watch me through his piercing stare down. His lips curled up in a snarl. "Where did you get that?" He questions darkly. I shrug my shoulder at him, still keeping the gun pointed at him. "Does it even matter?" "Why don't you put the gun down, Ally and let's talk." He tries to reason with me, taking a step closer. I took one step back and glared, pulling the hammer back on the gun. "I will fucking shoot you, if you come closer and stop calling me Ally!" I snapped, angerly. He shakes his head in disappointment, closing his eyes before opening them back up and tsk at me. "I gave you everything you've ever wanted, and this is how you treat me? I love you, Allison."
          "You lied to me. You killed my boyfriend, who I loved. My animals. You used my body for your pleasure. You don't love me. You just love the idea of me. You abusive- manipulative piece of sh*t!" I screamed at him, my throat now starting to hurt and which is causing it to crack. "You didn't even love Zane." He bluntly says, with a straight face putting his hands in his pants pockets. Is that all he got out of my rant? Seriously? My jaw drops in otter disbelief. "That is so not true! I loved Zane with all my heart." He snorts, rolling his eyes and scoffs at me. He walks up to me, my gun now touching his chest. "Yeah, okay. I watched you for months. You were miserable with Zane. You liked the idea of being with Zane, but it was too perfect for you. You got bored. Little Miss Allison wanted a little danger in her life." He teased, pointing his finger at me.
          
          *"You look absolutely sexy right now." He purrs, his eyes lit up with admiration. "I think it's the concussion talking."

CHAPTER 33 OF LMFATR POSTED 
          
          Feeling excitement pump through my veins. Finally, I make it out of the woods.  I slow down, before coming to a complete stop and looked around my surroundings. I ended up near a large body of water. Knowing I had no way around, nowhere to go. The excitement disappears and gets replaced with anguish. I drop to my knees, broke down and started to cry. "No." I whimpered.
          
          I lost, Jackson won.
          
          "Look at what you've done, I had you back again and you tried to leave me. There is nowhere to go. Give up, Allison. You are mine."

CHAPTER 32 OF LMFATR POSTED 
          
          "Hey Keith, I know you are in the middle of something right now and I am sorry for you...know but I wanted to make sure you have this." A female's voice said, behind me. I turned around to see that she was holding a shoe box. Tracy was also our youngest cop. She is sweet and caring, but she sure can put a grown ass man down with just a simple punch. She always left me mini–Reese's Peanut Butter Cups on my desk every Wednesday morning. She is a part time cop, so I only see her Wednesday through Friday or some weeks I don't even see her due to swing shift.
          
          "Hey, Tracy. What is this?" I asked taking the shoe box from her.
          
          "That has recordings on tapes between the men we interrogated. We also went through their phones and printed out text messages. Maybe, you can go through them to see if you can find any clues that would help you find Allison and her baby." She tells me, nervously as she picked at her nails and rolled on the balls of her feet.
          
          "I can't take evidence from the station. I am supposed to be cleaning out my desk. Why bring it to me and not Daryl?" I sighed, handing her the box. Which she didn't take, instead she pushes the box back into my chest.
          
          "Because I know you would find Allison, not Daryl."

CHAPTER 31 OF LMFATR POSTED 
          
          "Ple-please." I stuttered out, pleading. My lips quivering from fear.
          
          His snarl turns into a devilish smirk. He finds enjoyment in my fear and pain. As his hand wraps around my throat. His tongue flickers out like a snake. He leans closer into my neck, taking a deep breath in, then purrs.
          
          Like a demon, he sucks the strong energy from my body giving the power to control me. Leaving me constantly weak and tired. He crumbles every ounce of faith I had left in me. He is like an Incubus that feeds on my body, mind, and soul throughout the day and night.
          
          Jackson's a f***ing virus that I cannot get rid of. It is mentally, physically, and unhealthily spreading like a rare disease. To the point, it may kill me in the end. And that scares me to all hell.
          
          "I want to eat you for dinner. Can I?" He asked. Though, it's really not a question. It's more of a statement and a threat. It's a game that he loves to play. Scratch that's more of a test. He wants to see if he had officially broken me.
          
          I look at Jackson with no emotions behind my eyes. My body wanted to shiver with disgust and hate towards this man and myself. But, with the little amount of energy I have left me. I will be giving this man what he wants.

CHAPTER 30 OF LMFATR POSTED 
          
          "Wake up, we are here." Jackson shook me awake. I took a deep breath in, as he startled me. I look down and around, realizing I was curled up, still in the front passenger seat. But there was something- or should I say someone missing from this car. My blood runs cold and suddenly I felt myself spinning out of control.
          
          "Where is Leo?" I voice filled with worry, as it cracks in fear. I look up into Jackson's cold grey eyes. His cheek has scratches that is slightly bleeding and his hand was bleeding pretty bad. They look recent and fresh. Now I am thinking the worst case of scenarios. My worry turns into pure panic. I get out of the car.
          
          "He put up on h*ll of a fight. Strong like his mommy." He taunts, smirking at me. I let out a roar and charged at him.
          
          "You f***ing monster!" I yelled, slamming my body into his, scratching and punching. I will kill this man without a care in the world. He laid a hand on my son; he will die the same way he killed my son. Painfully and slowly.
          
          He grabs my face tightly and his other hand to my ass. "If you wouldn't have gone all f***ing crazy on me. I would have told you that Leo is fine, Allison." He purred and then snorted.
          
          "I gave him a small dose of melatonin to make him sleep. He is in his bed sleeping. Now, let's end this game of cat and mouse, and come inside with me. I want that se*y body of yours before Leo wakes up. Then we will make breakfast and be a family again." He smiles at me, not caring about the blood dripping from his lip to his shirt. It made him look creepy.

CHAPTER 29 OF LMFATR
          
          He leans down to my ear, nibbling on it. "You are going to listen to me. Do you understand?"
          
          By now the tears are flowing down my face like heavy rain on a stormy day. Storms to me felt peaceful. I will sit out on my rocking chair like an old lady just waiting for the storm to come. You can tell it was about to storm when the clouds in the sky are a dark blue almost black. The noisy birds that sing from dawn to dusk will stop chirping as they hunker down and find shelter but not me. 
          
          Then it starts to cool, the once hot blistering still air becomes windy and chilly. My long brown hair flaps against the wind, making me feel free and light. The rain drops down from the sky a couple of drops at a time. Only to have a rolling thunder follow behind it. Making my ears perk up and body vibrate with thrill and excitement. Don't get me started on the earthy metallic scent that the sky's electricity gives off as lighting scatters through the massive and endless pit we call sky. It calms my nerves.
          
          But when you been having constant dreams of a tornado wiping through everything that I own and everyone that I love. That shows up unpredictable, giving off pure mass destruction. It makes me scared of thunderstorms. Even though, it not really common in Pa. Not saying it isn't because tornadoes can happen pretty much anywhere. I worry that the tornado that has been chasing me in my dreams, will actually come true.