Page 118 of Their Will be Done

Why is it so easy to forget that she’s the enemy? It’s not like it’s news—I’ve known from the moment I laid eyes on her that she was some kind of trouble.

I just didn’t realize how deeply enmeshed in all this she is.

But that all changes tonight.

When we’re done with her, she’ll be as broken as we are. Useless.

Trinity folds the belt in half and readies herself.

She thinks she can get one over on us? I know she’s going to go easy on him, and we’ll punish her for it.

That, and everything else she’s done to us.

Luring Reuben with promises of romance and love and all that bullshit. Acting all surprised when Apollo turned down her pussy.

I’ll admit—we were idiots for not spotting the snake in the grass.

But we’re wiser now.

We’ve caught onto her little games. Her little tricks.

She’s in our territory now. Until we decide she can leave this place, she belongs tous.

And I, for one, plan on using her until she begs me to stop.

But I won’t. No matter how hard she begs.

Becausetheynever did.

Our Ghosts never let our curses or our pleas touch their cruel hearts. We thought it was because they were impervious to our pain.

Until it became obvious they didn’thavehearts.

Guess they traded them to the Devil in exchange for fulfilling their sick desires.

Just like each of us has given ourselves over to the Devil too.

For a chance at retribution.

For revenge.

Tonight we seal that pact.

Tonight, Trinity becomes our sacrificial lamb.

I smirk as she lifts her arm, a mix of sympathy and utter reluctance on her face.

Oh, she plays her role so well. But I see right through her.

Trinity grits her teeth.

The belt whistles down.

Cass grunts and squirms against Reuben’s grip.

A cloud of weed smoke creeps around me like a nefarious fog. Behind me, Apollo murmurs, “Fuck me,” with the utmost respect.

My admiration is fleeting, and leaves me feeling hollow inside.

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