Page 618 of The Tempted

There was blood everywhere.

So much blood.

“Open your fucking eyes. Look at me!” Blackie ordered, as a siren sounded from somewhere close by. I glanced around the parking lot and saw people running from the bar towards us.

“Blackie, the cops are coming! Please stop!” I shrieked.

Stryker and two of the other guys ran up beside him and tried to pull him off Brandon but Blackie wasn’t having it. There was nothing and no one that could stop him.

“Blackie man, you need to get the fuck out of here. Let’s go,” Stryker called, turning his eyes onto me.

“LOOK AT ME!” Blackie shouted.

This is all your fault.

Look what you did.

I closed my eyes and let out a scream that vibrated through my ears.

Make it stop.

“You see this face? Remember it. I’m the one who fucking did this to you,” Blackie snarled, just as I opened my eyes and watched him slam the back of Brandon’s head against the ground.

The moment Blackie released his hold on Brandon the world stopped for us.

Two lost souls died.

Two broken hearts stopped beating.

And the higher power writing our story typed the two words you dread.

The End.

One of the cops grabbed Blackie’s arms and forced them behind his back as he lifted his eyes from Brandon’s body and stared at me, baring his soul to me.

I love you.

It was reflected in his sorrowful eyes.

Along with every word scribed of the story of us.

I felt the scream throughout my body but couldn’t hear it all I could hear was the officer read him his rights and confirm it was all over.

Lovers forever.

Blackie and Lacey.

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