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“He’ll pay,” she croaked when the song came to an end. “They will all pay.”
Taking a blanket, she laid it over his small body, covering him carefully—both as a reverent gesture and to avoid looking at his broken visage.
“Sleep, my angel. I’ll see you soon.”
If Noelle’d had any hope before, it had all been crushed. An aching emptiness enveloped her—one that was like a storm violently brewing, ready to strike.
Her mind turned completely blank as she turned off all emotions—all but one.
Anger.
She was still in shock from witnessing the death of her baby, and though she could conceptualize to a certain degree the reality of her situation, she didn’t want to dig too deeply into it. She was well aware that her pain was poking through the surface, and once she let it free, it would simply consume her until there was nothing left of her.
And she meant to do that—become one with her pain before she became one with nothingness. But before that, she had one goal.
Revenge.
Once, she’d fought for the people she loved.
Now, she had no one left—no one to protect.
She didn’t even have herself anymore, for while her body was still alive—though barely—her soul had died in tandem with her son.
But before she closed her eyes, she meant to give Sergio a taste of his own medicine.
If before she hadn’t been able to take that one last step to kill him because she was afraid of the repercussions, now nothing else mattered.
She’d die anyway. But this way, she was bringing him down with her.
With one last parting gaze, she left her baby, locking her apartment with a key and following the sound of music blasting through the house.
Surely enough, Sergio was celebrating his win with his closest friends and a mariachi band. Food was lavishly stretched out on the tables, together with jugs full of wine and mescal.
Sergio was laughing at something one of the other men said when he suddenly sobered up as he noticed her presence.
“Don’t tell me you came looking for more?” he guffawed as he took a swig of his drink.
Noelle didn’t reply. Her face was completely blank and expressionless as she took one step, then another. Without taking her eyes off Sergio, she grabbed a knife from the table and stabbed it into the eye of the man closest to her. Blood spurted out of his face, but before anyone could do anything, Noelle grabbed the gun from his belt and aimed it towards the other people, shooting indiscriminately. She didn’t aim for Sergio, though. No, that monster would die by her hands.
Mayhem descended upon them as she simply emptied her bullets into every person, killing everyone before they even had the chance to draw their weapons against her.
Sergio quickly sobered up when he realized how serious she was. From his previous amused expression, a semblance of fear entered his features as he hid behind a table, haphazardly searching the corpses for a weapon to defend himself.
When at last he found a gun, he slowly raised himself to aim at her.
Noelle’s lip curled up into a cruel smile.
He only needed to uncover a little bit of flesh and she aimed for it. Before he could fire at her, she shot the weapon out of his hand.
One step at a time, she walked among the corpses, letting her bare feet soak in the blood of those who’d watched her son be murdered and had laughed.
They’dlaughed.
She stepped on them as Sergio had stepped on her baby.
“You won the war?” she laughed as she reached Sergio’s side. He was still wildly looking for another weapon while his right hand was bleeding profusely. “You didn’t win anything, Sergio. You just woke the beast,” she ground out, her eyes bleak.
“You’re insane…” he muttered, looking right and left for an exit.
