Page 29 of That Emerald Vow

Mullet starts whimpering, and we see that he is starting to piss on himself. “Is the poor little rapist scared?” Lily says in a baby voice while pouting.“Good. You deserve this and worse.” She slices his leg again.

“Please stop. I’ll—I’ll do anything. I’ll stop.” Mullet is just a blubbering mess, snot mixing with blood.

Pornstache moans out, “Don’t give into them, you pussy.” When she yanks out the dagger, he groans even louder. “FUCK!”

“You were saying?”

“Please just stop,” Mullet says in plea.

“Do either of you know anything on X?” I ask. Neither one of us think they do, but we always ask before getting rid of our victims just in case.

“W-we do! Just don’t . . . Please just let us go.” He stumbles over each word, trying to plead for his life.

“Shut up!” Pornstache screams. “These bitches don’t—” Before he can finish his thought, Lily brings the blade down, detaching his dick. Blood sprays everywhere, but I relish in the beauty of them getting what they deserve. When he goes to scream, she shoves his severed dick deep in his mouth, making me chuckle.

“Choke on that.” She turns and smiles at Mullet. “You were saying.” If he didn’t already piss himself, he definitely would have now with thefear emanating from his body and how pale he goes.

His body is quaking with how hard he’s crying, which is causing the words to come out stuttered. “W-we heard r-rumors about t-tru-trucks of women being tr-transported through a-a—” He starts grunting in pain.

I rush to his side. “I think he’s having a heart attack.”

“Just our fucking luck.” Lily bends down next to him. “Spit it out. Through where!”

“Th-through the shop off—off of Exit 39.” He strains to get those last words out.

“Is this through X?” I ask.

“I-I think s-so. . .” he says right before falling unconscious.

“Perfect,” she says, smiling at me. “I guess we have work to do.”

I’m smiling back at her. This is the big break we’ve been waiting for. “Let’s get ‘em babe.”

The song playing pauses as my phone chirps with an incoming message. It’s Damon, sending me another fox meme with a message attached.

Damon:If I need a pick-me-up, I just think of your laugh and it makes me smile.

That immediately makesmesmile, but his text coming in right after makes my cheeks burn.

Damon:

I can’t think of anything snarky to add to that. It’s just fact. Hope you have a good night, Char.

Me:

You’re such a dork. Have a good night, Day.

Still smiling, I close my phone and head out of the bathroom.

My damp hair feels cool against my skin as I make my way to the living room after cleaning off the night’s events. I’m immediately met with the smell of nail polish as I walk through the entryway. All I see is Lily’s wavy brown hair bent over, hard at work painting her toes a deep crimson shade.

“What do you think?” she asks, looking up and wiggling her toes at me. My best friend is absolutely beautiful, and I can’t help but look at her in awe.

“Girl, I think you could make a puke green color work.” I laugh as I plop down onto the couch next to her.

She scrunches her nose. “Eww.” She pulls a nail polish bottle off the coffee table. “I don’t have puke green. But I do have this radiant emerald that I think will work for you.” I smile down at the shade; it reminds me of the ring Damon gave me. “I think it’ll make your eyes pop.”

Will he notice?My cheeks heat at the thought. “Okay,” I squeak.

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