Clarissa Wild [Delirious 02] Seize (epub)

[ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
.Building it up again will be a long road to walk.Dawn has come.I tell my driver to stop at a local clinic, and I immediately get out after telling him to lock the doors behind me.Lillith bangs the windows while I walk inside and beckon the receptionist to listen.“I need a doctor.Now.”“You can sit in the waiting room over there,” she says, pointing at a few plastic chairs, which look like they’re about to crumble.Sighing loudly, I rummage through my pocket and take out a wad of cash, chucking it on her desk.“Take it.Now bring me to a doctor.”She’s speechless for a second, staring at the cash like she’s never seen it.“There’s more where that came from,” I say.“I can’t take this …”I lean on her desk, squinting, threatening her with my eyes.“You can.”She swallows, trembling in place.Then a plastic smile forms on her face.“Come this way, sir.”I smile back.“Good.”I’m an asshole, but I don’t care right now.While she tucks the cash into her pocket, she points at the door.I walk inside and meet the doctor.I throw him some cash, too, and persuade him not to tell anyone about this bullet wound.He takes out the bullet while I bite a plastic tube.There’s no time for the anesthetics to kick in properly.After he stitches me back up, I force him to take more cash as a means to keep him quiet.Then I walk out of there, never to be seen again.I got what I was after, but nobody can know I was here.If the guys from Genesis found out, they’d know that I’m not taking her back to the hospital.They’d realize that I’m thwarting their plans.No, the best action right now is to lay low and be as inconspicuous as possible.So I immediately get back into the car with Lillith, who looks angrier than a wet cat.I tell my driver to start the car again, and I throw my coat over the back.It’s then that her eyes peruse the patch on my shoulder.“So that’s what you were off to do.”“Had to remove it before it became infected.”She frowns then averts her eyes again.I lift my finger to move away a strand of her hair so I can see her, but she cocks her head to avoid my touch.She’s still afraid of me; I can sense it.Her sweaty palms shake as she attempts to curb her anxiety.Her eyes skid from left to right, from me to the window, to keep an eye on both her environment and me.She’s desperately trying to lash onto anything tangible, real, as if this is all a dream and she’ll soon wake up.Unfortunately, this nightmare has only just begun.She clears her throat and then gives me a look from under her lashes, like she suddenly means business.“So … have you always been into the killing?”At first, I don’t know how to react.I can’t stop from bursting into laughter, but when I realize that she’s actually serious about this, I stop and frown.“You’re serious?”“Yes.Since you seemed to enjoy hunting me, I’m wondering if this has become a regular activity for you.”“No …” I say dead serious, “to the enjoying part.Although, I have to admit that I quite enjoyed hunting you.There is a certain thrill to it.” I lick my lips and I think I catch her quivering from it.“So you actually do this often?”“Yes, but not in the way that you think.And I don’t get shot often, either.”“Oh, really, enlighten me then,” she says, shaking her head, ignoring my last comment.It ticks me off.“All right, you want to know? I’ll tell you everything there is to know about them and what they do.What I do.”She looks my way with her brows furrowed as if she doesn’t believe me.Oh, I’ll make her believe me.I lean in too close for her comfort.“You think that I do this because I want to?” The moment she moves her head, I say, “Wrong.”“If you don’t want to do it, then why would you?”“Refusing is not an option.Not with them.”“So you just do as you’re told?”“You don’t know what I do,” I scoff.“I know that you’re robbing me of my freedom.What do you gain out of keeping me prisoner?”“I gain you.And I took you out of their claws, but if they find out that I am keeping you close to me, they’ll kill me.The things you know, the things you forgot, they put you in danger.The things that I’ve told you put you in danger.They don’t want that information out.”“I have no idea what you mean.I don’t have any information other than the fact that they fucking used Ashley like a sex doll and made me watch! That they fucking killed my mother and my pet!”“Shhh …” I say, placing my finger on her lips.If she yells, people on the street might hear her.They have ears and eyes everywhere.“No!” she mumbles.“The world should know this.”“No, see that is what you don’t understand.The world won’t know about this, because they would prevent it from ever getting out.That’s how bad it is.”“And you participate in all of this?” The way she looks at me, like I’m even more disgusting than before, twists my soul.I hate the way that she looks at me, and I knew this was the only outcome … if only I hadn’t fallen for her, then she’d be free.I’m selfish for wanting her, for needing her the way that I do.But I cannot let her go anymore.It’s time to come clean.“Tell me.Tell me everything,” she says.“You want to know? I’ll tell you.I’ll tell you all about my fucked-up life.But know this—from now on, you are mine.Forever.No freedom.No way out.This is it.You want to know my dirty secrets? Fine.You’ll become a part of them.”Accompanying Song: “Speak in Silence” by Hannah Cartwright and Ross Tones16 years agoNumbness to death started at a young age for me.There is no choice but to feel indifference toward killing.It’s become a means to survive—a means to accept and cope with the world and the consequences that my actions have.I was five when muggers killed my mother.One shot was all it took to take the breath from her lungs and mine.I stood there, watching it unfold, doing nothing to prevent it.I barely knew what was going on [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]

Pokrewne