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Darla begins to whisper, “May the elders bless this sacred ceremony. May they bless Fallon and give her the strength to fulfill her responsibilities that the founding families have gifted her. Blood for Blood.”
Joanie struggles against the hold they have on her. No matter how hard she fights, it’s pointless. Her fate has been written.
Hearing Darla’s request to bless this ceremony has reassured me. This is what I must do, and with dad, Merrick, and Harper by my side, I have renewed confidence. Joanie would have never let go. She would have only suffocated the spirits further with her mistreatment. She was given this. The town trusted her, and she’s destroyed her legacy.
Joanie knows the rules.
My bare feet slap against the cold floor with each step forward.
“Are you sure you are your dad’s daughter? Your mom was a whore. This could all be for nothing. Then what? You ungrateful vermin will have no one, then you will fade away. Nothing but forgotten spirits, lost and alone.” Desperate, Joanie is grasping at anything. She is nothing but a nasty old lady who is about to have it all taken from her. These are only hurtful words to buy her time. I’m too much like my dad to not be blood.
“Would you please shut the fuck up? You. Are. Done. You became obsessed with this fucking place. To the point that you’ve made everyone around you miserable, including yourself. You think people owe you. You gave up your family to fulfill your duties, which no one asked you to do. You took it too fucking far. And now, instead of having a civilized, peaceful transition, this has to happen. You did this. All of it. Including dad, Mark, and me. This is all on fucking you.” Merrick spits back at her. As big as this is for me, he has years of built up anger toward her. This is just as important to him, if not more so. I wait while he lets it all out. Respecting his final moments with her.
Not wanting to make this about me, because I am only one part of this, though I wonder if he will resent me for taking over one day.
“Get out of your head, little girl. It won’t be the same,” Merrick whispers to me. I nod my head slightly, acknowledging that I hear him. I believe him.
He continues his verbal assault on Joanie. “No other family has had this fucking problem. Do you see that? Do you fucking get it?” He taps the side of his own head.
Merrick shows us his confident side, his ego and his ‘I don’t give a fuck attitude’, but deep down, he is hurting. It makes me sad for him and my dad.
We all had mom’s who didn’t care or prioritize us.
“Oh, enough of you, boy. It was a lot more peaceful around here when you weren’t.” I’ve had enough of this old bitch.
Only I get to be a dick to Merrick.
My hand is shaking when I lift the blade and press it against her arm being held above her head, and blood trickles behind it. The cut is shallow, a scrape really. Just a test to see if I could do it.
I can.
Out of the corner of my eye, I see Merrick readjust himself. He is never not hard.
It is slightly embarrassing now that dad is here. But that is really the least of my worries at the moment.
“Pussy. Knew you couldn’t do it.” Joanie mumbles.
Merrick inches closer to me, feeling his presence against my skin, I feed off his strength and continue. I move the blade from her arm up to her face and gingerly glide it down. I stop thinking, letting my body take over and do what feels natural. Stopping at her throat, I take the tip and slowly begin taunting her. This is more fun than I anticipated, and a smile forms on my lips.
“It isn’t nice to play with your food, stupid little girl,” Merrick whispers in my ear, and I bite my bottom lip. “Do it, ear to ear.”
Bringing the pointed edge to below the ear that is furthest away from me, I push it in. It must hurt because her body reacts.
“You’re getting off on this, aren’t you? I can smell your desperate pussy from here.”
I move the blade slowly under her jawline, and watch as the skin parts beneath the blade and a stream of red follows.
“Your cunt is dripping for me, isn’t it?”
Shifting my eyes to Merrick, he winks at me and motions his head for me to continue.
“Does my desperate little slut like it when I come in her mouth? Choking on my cock? You like being my whore, little girl?”
Swallowing the saliva that builds up in my mouth at the thought of choking on his cock. My mouth continues to water as the blade cuts through Joanie’s skin. Before reaching the front of her throat, I pull the blade out and begin to cut from her ear closest to me. Not wanting to finish her off just yet.
“If I asked you to stick your fingers up your pussy right here, in front of everyone, would you disobey me, slut? Or would you get off on it? I bet you would fucking love it.”
My body is heating up, and the corset feels tighter with each breath.
