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“I know,” she nods just before showing me the kitchen knife in her hand.
My mouth falls open. I can barely see, one eye now swollen and tightly shut from the punches I got there.
She comes behind me, on her knees, and slides the knife into my hand before pushing my fingers to close around it. I fist it with all my strength, but it’s not very tight, so she keeps her hand around mine.
“Finish him,” she whispers in my ear like the true reaper she is. “Do it the way you love, Sunshine.”
Goosebumps break over my skin and I raise the knife.
“I hate him so much,” I cry.
“Show me how much,” she encourages me.
I drop the knife into his stomach first. She helps me bring it back up, and I do it again before moving to his chest. Images of all the times he hit me come back. All the times he mocked me, humiliated me. And mainly, all the times he raped me. Every tear I shed because of him, every bruise, every time I bled.
I lose it.
“Fuck you,” I rage, knowing he can’t even hear me. “Fuck you! You fucking bastard…”
I stab over and over again, and at some point, I must hit an artery because blood splatters against my body. Sobs are wrecking my chest, like I’m the one being stabbed to death.
“Go to hell!” I scream one last time,
I don’t even realize that Rose has let go of my hand. I just know that when I’m done, I’m kneeling in a pool of Conor’s blood, relishing in the warmth against my knees and the wounds on his body. Rose got up while I was stabbing, and now she’s looking down at me, smiling with her full set of straight, white teeth.
I smile back and let my head fall against her thigh. I let go of the knife before hugging her leg tightly while her hand slides into my hair and she caresses me.
I feel like a worshipper at the feet of the Goddess of Life and Death. I feel saved and empowered. Safe and liberated.
I look at Conor’s dead body and then back up at her. “I love you,” I whisper.
“I love you too,” she rasps back, relief relaxing her shoulders.
I can’t describe the feeling that overwhelms me. As much as I love seeing Rose submit to me in sexual situations, I feel utterly at her mercy in my life. My head must be more messed up than I thought, because I have a strange need to thank her for merely existing. I revere her in ways more profound than I’ve ever felt toward her before.
From this moment, I understand the reasons men have built temples on earth for the Gods. I could not stand her leaving me, and I could not stand her looking away.
And yet, within all that, I feel freer than I’ve ever been.
She leans down and helps me up. “We need to get you to the hospital.”
“Absolutely not,” Sam’s voice reaches us. He’s standing in the doorway, Lik right behind him.
“She’s hurt,” Rose fights back.
“We’ll get her to someone I know. Help her to my car. Lik, get Xi over here right this second. They left the door open, and anyone could have heard what was happening here. You and your brother get rid of the body and come back to clean up. Then get Rose’s car back to the cabin. I’ll take them to see Sean and—”
“He’s King’s Crew,” Lik cuts in.
“He’s all I’ve got.” Sam’s voice doesn’t leave space for negotiations, and Lik just nods before pulling his phone out.
“I’m gonna need more than Xi to clean this mess,” he says before looking at me and I look away.
I feel embarrassed. Ashamed that they all had to come and rescue me, that I couldn’t defend myself. I can’t seem to face the two men, and I want to stay close to Rose forever.
She holds me while we walk, and as soon as we cross Sam, he puts a gentle hand on my arm, stopping us.
“Are you okay?” he asks softly. I only nod, not meeting his eyes.
