Page 75 of Trick or Treat

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Page 75 of Trick or Treat

"It's too late to fix anything," I whisper, shaking my head.

He sighs, shaking his head too as the others stand silent, drinking their beers.

"We're running to grab dinner. Are you hungry?" Saint asks, giving me a smile as he changes the subject.

"No. I already ate." Riley grins, giving me an uneasy chill, but I ignore it and snap my gaze away from his.

"Fine, Blade and I will be right back. Nixon and Riley are staying here, but they're not to touch you." Saint glares at them, making sure they understand him. They might have been told not to touch me, but no one said anything about me not touching them.

The second they leave, everything changes—but I knew it was going to.

Riley

The look on her face when Saint andBlade leaves is fucking priceless. Charging toward the bed, I grab her by her hair and snatch her off kicking and screaming, feeling a little lightheaded as I drag her out of the room.

"Let go of me!"

"No, I'm ending this shit!" Nixon just stares in silence, a lost look taking over his eyes as he sways on his feet, looking like he's about to drop.

"I don't feel too hot," he says, his face palling as he collapses on the couch, his eyes fluttering to try and stay open. Confused, I look at him, wondering what's wrong.

"What the fuck is wrong with you?" Standing over him, I notice his body convulsing as his eyes roll back in his head.

Still holding Scarlett's hair tightly, she gasps, grabbing my attention as Nixon seizes on the couch before my eyes.

"What the fuck did you do to him?" I bring my face to hers and roughly press our noses together, spewing at her through gritted teeth.

"I didn't do anything, Riley." I feel the familiar cold touch of a blade against my back, noticing the devilish grin on her lips.

"What the fuck do you think you're doing, Scarlett?" I ask, watching foam spurt from Nixon's mouth as blood leaks from his nose.

His body shakes violently for a few brief seconds and then all of a sudden it stops and his eyes still, turning big and black, staring toward the ceiling.

She glides the blade along my back and I pull mine out on her too, pressing it against her throat. The irony of the moment starts to turn me on, making my cock hard, poking into her stomach.

"We're both killers, Scarlett. You don't scare me with your fucking knife… but do you have the fucking balls to kill me?" She grins, making a deep slice along my spine, bloodtrickling down my back right away. But the pain doesn't even bother me; my body is numb. I feel strange, and everything slowly becomes foggy and disoriented.

"I killed Nixon, didn't I?" She says calmly, matching the evil in my smirk as she flashes one at me.

"You fucking poisoned him?"

"I told him I didn't want those fucking pills!" Now you all can feel what I've been feeling this past year," she screams, leaving me shocked. But I'm not surprised.

"I guess we taught you well…"

As our eyes lock in a fierce battle of wills, the echoes of our haunting memories hang heavy in the air. The adrenaline courses through my veins, fueling my determination and clouding any rational thought. The room feels suffocating, consumed by the darkness that emanates from our shared secrets. I feel myself spinning, feeling trapped in a haze but I force myself to breathe through the fog.

Scarlett's words linger, resonating deep within me. She fucking killed Nixon… she poisoned all of us.

"You're forgetting one thing, though, psycho…"

A bitter smile curls on my lips as I remember the day her innocence was shattered, the day she stepped into a world where morality held no sway—our world.

Those who got in our way of her met a swift demise, their lives snuffed out with calculated precision. She's just a puppet, dancing to the sadistic tune that we orchestrated to bend her to our will.

But now, here we stand, the roles reversed and she's reclaimed her power—somewhat.

The scars etched upon our skin serve as a constant reminder of the horrors endured, fueling the thirst for vengeance. Scarlett may have wielded the blade, but I wield the knowledge that can bring her crumbling down.




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