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Officer Gill arrived at the club ten minutes later and herded them into the back seat of his cruiser. Except, he never took them to the station. Instead, he drove them to his house that was settled by the mountains on the outskirts of town. There, he proceeded to rape and torture them for two days until he ultimately shot them both in the back of the head.
“With as stiff as you are, I fear my son will be marrying a wooden puppet. He'll be picking splinters out of his—” “Jesus fucking Christ,” I groan. “Quit talking.” “I'll make sure to buy him a magnifying glass then,” Molly says, one corner of her lips curled upward. “For the splinters or his penis?”
If she wanted me to fall in love with her, she only needed to tell me. Now, she has no choice in the matter.
“Don't be fooled, little ghost, I will own you even after you've disappeared. You may vanish, but your soul will always be mine.”
His gaze is fierce. “If you're asking Him to save you, then I will nail Him onto that fucking cross again. You will be my ruin, but only I will be your savior.”
I have no doubts that Molly returns my feelings, except she’s completely fucking clueless when it comes to being able to handle those emotions.
Layla and her parents emerge from the doors, her blonde strands matted to her sweaty forehead and a bright smile on her face as her dad, Colin, shakes her shoulders with excitement. Her head tips down, and that grin slips ever so slightly.