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“I didn’t think I would either, but I’m in a mood and figured why not,” She purrs, and his eyes light up with want.Gag.
“I see, you want my cock down your throat again, huh baby,” He groans, gripping her by the hips.I damn near vomit in my mouth.
“Not quite. I want to hear you squeal like the pig you are,” She growls, and I roll my eyes in the back of my head as she kneels on the ground, running her fingers through the grass. I smile, sending my energy into her, forcing him to his knees as Sadie flicks her wrist, removing his clothes from his body.
His head suddenly transforms into a pig, causing us to giggle as his ears wiggle and he makes a pig-like sound. “Such a good little piglet,” she tells him as she rummages through his clothes. She takes out his phone, pointing it at him, and my guess is she’s recording him for everyone to see, just like how they humiliated her today. “Between you and your little pack of cunts. This bullying shit ends here and you wanna know why my little limp dicked piggy…” She trails off as I feel warmth running through my veins, building as it flows, and two balls of fire roll into my palm. I look down at Sadie who is lying in the grass looking up at stars without a care in the world.
Then a shine catches my attention from the corner of my eye, and I see Charlee twirling a blade in her hand, kicking Vaughn onto his side as he rolls onto his back. His pigface squeals and she laughs. “This shit ends here and now. The three little pigs are dead, and now it’s your turn. Let me hear you Vaughn…Wee, wee, wee, baby,” She taunts, sending the blade through his throat and pulling down his body, ripping him open and not stopping until she gets to his dick. She removes the blade and slices his cock clear from his body. He convulses, squealing as the blood drains from his body. Charlee looks over at me and nods as I sing my lullaby, letting the balls of fire sail through the air and onto his bleeding corpse.
“Wee, wee, wee, don't cry, don't cry. May you reap what you sow as you burn.” I sing, and Sadie grabs Charlee’s hand, whothen grabs mine and we circle Vaughn's burning body, singing and laughing until there’s nothing left but bones. Charlee picks up his phone, presses a few buttons and sends out the video. Sadie lets ice flow through her veins and sends it onto what’s left of Vaughn, ultimately shattering the pieces. We walk away, get into his lifted truck, and Charlee drives us home.
Pulling up in front of the house, she turns to us. “I’m going to handle business. I’ll be home soon. You two go in the house,” she tells us, but I shake my head.
“We go where you go, we won’t let you do this alone,” I tell her, but she shakes her head.
“I can handle him. I promise. Give me an hour. If I’m not back, then come get me. Okay?” She asks, and I look over at Sadie, and she nods, but there’s still that wary look on her face.
“Fine, one hour, Charlee or we will come get you.” I threaten, and she smiles, reaching for us both and wrapping her arms around us, placing a kiss on the tops of our heads. “Thank you for everything tonight,” She whispers, but my gut feeling is telling me this is goodbye, and I don’t like it.
“No need to thank us. We love you Charlee. Now hurry up.” I tell her and she nods, releasing us as we hop down out of the truck, run across the lawn and climb up the water spout into her window.
“Olive,” Sadie calls out to me. I turn and look at her, “Do you hear that?” she asks, and I stop and listen.
“Yes, everyone has completed their missions. It’s almost time to go home.”
I Guess This Is It...
Charlee
Driving down the block, I pull a bitch and head for Jeremy’s. Might as well park right in his driveway. He can take the heat for Vaughn's disappearance. Add that to his resume: of rapist, killer, pedophile and asshole. Shutting the truck off, I hop out and open the gate, walk up the stone path and lift my hand to rap against the front door. It immediately swings open to a very pissed off Jeremy. His eyes widen at the sight of me, but he roughly grabs my arm, hauling me into the house.
“Sky, what the fuck?” he yells, and I grin, “What happened, baby? You can tell me. I promise not to get mad,” He says, pulling me through the house and into the laundry room, where he is stripping me out of my bloody clothes. “Sky, are you in shock? Talk to me. Whose blood is this? Is it yours?” He asks and I giggle. His eyes snap up to mine, and I throw my head back laughing as his warm breath caresses my nipples while he takes my pants off. “You are making this harder. How do you expect me to be serious and help you when you’re covered in blood, nipples hard and completely bare before me?” he asks, and I look down at him.
“I’ll tell you if…” I trail off, lifting a leg and placing my heel on his knee. He looks at my core, then up to me with a raised brow. “Eat me,” I order, my voice coming out stronger than it ever has around him. He licks his lips, grabbing my ass cheeks and pulling me closer to him as he shoves his face between my legs, sucking my clit into his mouth. My body shivers as he laps me up, sliding a finger inside me. He pulls away, and I look down and grin as I take my fingers, wipe across his lips, then bring them to my mouth to taste myself. “Mmm, I taste good.” I purr and he smirks, placing my leg down on the ground as he stands.
“That you do. Come with me,” he commands, taking my hand and dragging me out of the laundry room and into the kitchen. He cages me against the fridge, kissing my neck and jaw, then down to my breasts. He takes a nipple into his mouth, sucking the hard peak before releasing it with a pop. “Wait here.” He says, then walks out of the room. I look around for the knife block that is usually sitting on the counter, but I don’t see it. I step deeper into the room to find a weapon quickly before he returns. My mind is a whirlwind as I move through the kitchen and finally find a pearing knife. I hold it behind my back since I’m naked and I have nowhere else to put it. He comes back into the room in nothing but his boxers, holding an object that looks like a butt plug. “Turn around, spread your legs and bend over a bit. I want this in your ass while I fuck that tight cunt.” He groans, and I shake my head.
“No!” I spit, and he raises a brow.
“What do you mean, no? Turn the fuck around and do as you’re told,” he growls, but I keep my feet planted. “What is with you tonight?” he asks, stepping closer to me as he runs his hands down my body. I take a deep breath and brace myself for what is going to happen next.
“Hey Jer,” I say as I grab a hold of his dick through his boxers.
“Mmm, what Sky? Are you ready to be a good girl?” he asks as I stroke his length just how he likes it. His eyes become hooded, and I kiss his chest, up his jaw and bite his neck. He grips my hips, growling against my ear. “I can’t wait to be inside you,” he says as I continue to stroke him, swiping my thumb over the tip and spreading the precum that’s leaking.
“I found out a few things today,” I whisper, tightening my grip around him.
“Oh yea, what’s that?” he asks as I take my other hand, still holding the knife, and I bring it up to his neck, digging the metal into his rapidly beating vein.
“That you killed your daughter and had the football team along with the cheerleading squad rape my mother and Oh—”
“Wait, what? What are you talking about, Sky?” He asks, and I press the metal deeper into his skin, causing him to freeze.
“I know what you did. You killed my father and my best friend, you piece of shit!” I spit just as I apply more pressure, he slaps the knife out of my grip and wraps both of his hands around my throat.
“I don’t know what game this is, baby, but I don’t like it. I didn’t kill your dad or Quinn. Where is this coming from?” He growls, tightening his grip as I thrash in his hold.
“Yes you did. My mother is Savannah and my father is Tripp and you fucking killed him!” I rasp as his eyes widen in realization.
