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“But you’re a clever girl,” my brother said appreciatively, running a hand across my jaw. “It’s much better to kill him here in the mountains than in the city.”
“Good,” I croaked, and he pinched my chin affectionately. “Don’t worry. Let’s go, baby girl.”
He took down the gun safe and then one of the hunting guns and I followed him to the car.
But there was no sign of Drew. Not his car, or any other strange or out-of-place cars as we cruised the mountain roads, crisscrossing back and forth through and around Badger Creek.
After hours of looking, we drove home again and I started frying pork chops as Torin, his face like a thundercloud, locked the door behind him and went to search the woods.
He came back without any luck, soaked with late fall rain, the dark hair plastered to his forehead, raindrops shining in his dark beard, and my arms were around him immediately, pulling off his wet clothes, scolding him that he would catch cold, but he only laughed and grabbed me around the waist. Then he ripped down my leggings and lifted me easily onto the counter, raising my hips with a low groan so he could bury his wet face in my wet cunt.
Half-asleep, I smelled something acrid and sharp.
Someone was shaking me.
Torin.
My brother was waking me up and I didn’t want to wake up, just go on in my lovely cozy dream. He grabbed my face, but I tried to curl back under the covers. Then I felt myself being hoisted unceremoniously on his shoulders and when he opened the window I smelled it then.
Fire!
With one hand, Torin pulled us out and onto the roof, and as he was making his way across the roof and down the sturdy tree beside the house, I heard the first shot explode beside us, sending a big branch splintering into pieces.
I let out a little shriek and Torin shoved me down to the ground.
“Stop shooting!” I cried, but Torin’s body was shielding me, his eyes scanning the tree line.
“I didn’t want it to come to this,” Drew’s voice came, somewhere from the right. “You forced me to do this, Laoise. I’m a nice guy and nobody appreciates nice guys anymore.”
His voice was plaintive and self-pitying.
“She was never yours,” Torin said, his big body crouched near the porch, feeling underneath for where he must have some tools.
“You’re a sick fuck!” Drew almost shrieked. “You act like you want to fuck your sister, bro!”
“I do fuck my sister,” Torin said. “I fucked her several times before bed and I’ll fuck her again after I kill you.”
I tried to get up, but Torin shoved me down again, keeping me out of the line of fire.
He was bending over and I heard the clink of tools, but he was so big that there was nowhere to hide, and I heard the sickening crack of the gun and Torin suddenly fell to the ground beside me.
I did scream then, loud and piercing, rushing over to him, feeling his chest desperately.
Where oh where oh god please no I’ll do anything not Torin
My trembling fingers felt slick and slippery blood all over his upper arm.
Oh god so much blood
And I felt desperately around, wet sticky fingers, blood soaking my pajamas.
Then Drew came around the corner, his gun pointed at us.
“I was planning to take you home with me, but I think I’ll just kill you, Laoise,” he said, and my frozen brain still couldn’t comprehend the words were coming from Drew, Drew still dressing in perfectly pressed khaki Chinos, like he was going on a safari.
He pointed the gun at us, but instead of trying to escape I only stretched my arms over my brother’s chest.
“If you shoot him I’ll kill you!” I screamed.
