Page 39 of Cursed to Be Mine
She’s already dead.
She’ll kill me if I don’t kill her.
This is mercy.
“Ma! Please….please…” She trembles in the darkness of the woods.
She’s been bitten.
She’s already dead.
She’ll kill me if I don’t kill her.
This is mercy.
She’s been bitten.
She’s already dead.
She’ll kill me if I don’t kill her.
This is mercy.
“Ma! Ma, please!”
We venture deeper into the darkness.
She’s been bitten…
She’s already dead.
“Ma!” She trips over a loose root, thethudof her body hitting the ground.
I shudder, images of her brains scattered all across the earth suddenly filling my mind.
She’ll kill me if I don’t kill her.
“Ma, put down the gun. I don’t understand –”
This is mercy.
Mouthing, “I love you,” I aim for her head.
And then I pull the trigger.
Eleven
HER
Click!
She screams, throwing up her arms to protect herself.
But no bullet comes out.
No bullet…
Because it’s empty.
