Page 36 of Vicious Liar


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“I got you, you stupid cunt.”

Fuck. I can’t see. The flashlight he’s flailing around is messing with the little vision I did have in the dimly lit place, so I duck into the first open room that has some outside light coming through. I attempt to slam the door shut, but he pushes it open before I can get it closed or locked or barricaded. My muddy feet offer no grip on the ground and slide against the floor. The door shoves open, causing me to stumble back and hit a desk or table. Lenny storms into the room.

“You really thought you had a chance to get away from me?” he taunts.

My fingers feel around the surface, searching for anything to grab. A weapon to offset the blade he’s still wielding in his hand. “I did get away. And I will again, jackass.”

His sour chuckle fills the room. “Still think you’re better than me. Better than everyone.”

“Well, I know for sure I’m better than you. Couldn’t even keep a good hold of a frail little cunt.” I keep talking, my fingers wrapping around something that feels like wood. A board from something. Doesn’t matter. It’s better than nothing.

“That’s because you’re fucking possessed with some demon spirit. Or you’re just a bitch.” He takes a few steps closer.

“Just a bitch,” I respond.

“You won’t leave this place alive. So, do us both a favor and just bend over and take it like the good little whore we both know you are.”

“Why would I if you’re going to kill me anyways? I’d rather die.”

“Then I’ll fuck your corpse while you’re still warm.”

I make a gagging noise. And it’s not that hard since he’s fucking disgusting. “Again.I’m the crazy one?”

“Time for put out.” When he takes a step forward, once he’s within arm’s reach, I swing with every bit of strength I can muster up, slamming the board across his chest. The sound is satisfying as he lets out an agonizing groan and stumbles backwards. Unfortunately, he recovers and rushes at me again. But I’m ready and waiting as I swing again, striking him in the face. That blow sends him to his knees.

Shifting to go past him, I don’t make it in time. He grabs my ankle, tripping me, and my hands and knees slam to the floor. Clutching my calf, he can’t get a strong hold, his grasp slipping on the mud coating my skin.

Seizing the opportunity, I bring my leg up and kick at his face a few times, finally landing a good blow with the heel of my foot. When he releases me to grab his face, I’m free to run again. I should leave. I should haul ass out of here. I should hide. But fuck all that. I grip the board again and bring it down, his forearms taking most of the whacks as he shields his head. So, I swiftly swing it and hit him in the center of the chest. He groans, rolling over onto his stomach. With his head on the ground, he pushes his ass up, trying to get his knees beneath him. A whiny whimper coming out as he keeps his head tucked in his arms.

“That’s all, you little bitch?” I bring the board down to strike against his back, causing him to collapse fully to the ground. “You’re losing against a feeble, weak cunt, motherfucker. Get up.” I lift the board above my head and bring it down again to strike his back. His pained grunt way too exhilarating.

I need more. Fuck waiting for revenge. He needs to die now.

Gripping it tightly, I smash it into his head, my fingers slipping between the mud and the blood. But I can’t stop. I repeatedly bash it down to hit him. Even when he stops moving. Fuck him.

Suddenly, I’m jerked backwards away from Lenny as I keep telling him what a weak piece of shit he is. He deserved to die a slow, painful death. But I couldn’t hold back. The motherfucker has to die right now. And I want to make sure he’s dead.

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CADE

“Morgan.” I scream her name again as I haul her backwards.

Ryder moves in front of her. “Morgan, it’s us. It’s okay. You’re okay.”

Something finally clicks, and her movements stop. She stares at her brother. “What are you doing here?”

She shoves her elbow into me and pushes away, turning to look at me, “Why the fuck are you here?”

The sight of her is unbearable. It reveals the pain—the horror—she’s experienced. Every part of my being is sickened with regret. I should’ve gotten here sooner. I should’ve ended Lenny before he had a chance to touch her. What did he do to her? She looks like a wild, feral creature. I can’t see where the blood ends and the mud starts. It’s all over her.

When she goes to kick Lenny again, who’s unmoving on the floor. I want to smash his face in too. But right now, I can’t break my attention away from her.

“Oh my God,” I hear Ava gasp from the doorway. And suddenly Morgan has a new target.

“You stupid fucking bitch!” Morgan lunges for her, smashing into her. They both crash to the ground, and Morgan ends up on top of her, her hands around her throat, choking her. “You fucking left me here to die.”

I loop my arms around Morgan’s waist, hauling her off Ava before she turns the fight on me. Her elbow smashes into the side of my head, but it allows Ava to crawl backwards before standing and backing even further away.

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