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Blood coats the silver blade and begins to stain the concrete slab that Joanie is being held on. It is no longer just a trickle of crimson red, it’s flowing out faster with each cut. I press deeper and deeper, harder and harder.
“You want Joanie’s blood coating your fingers while they slide in and out of your needy cunt, wishing it was my cock.”
I place my free hand in the blood pooling at her side, finding it warm and thick.
“You are a fucking Queen. Nothing can stop you now.”
With that final word of encouragement, I rapidly finish the cut. Slicing from ear to ear, joining the cuts, I go as deep as I possibly can with as much force as I can muster. I hope it’s enough as I drop the blade to the ground next to me. I’m sure it makes a noise as it hits the floor, but I am too dazed to hear it.
I watch Joanie’s eyes, needing to know what it is to take a life. Blood for Blood
“Not even Harper’s dad will want to fuck your dead body. I’m going to let the crows eat your eyes and coyotes use you as their own personal shit bag after skull fucking your holes.” Those are Merrick’s final words to her as life leaves her body. Her eyes go from alert and bright to dull and dead. Just like that.
Blood is all over the floor, and my feet are covered in it. The warmth of it feels nice between my toes.
“Mark, give her the goblet.” Darla instructs.
My dad passes me the silver chalice. Taking both hands, I wrap my fingers around it.
“Now fill it up, my child.” Blood is flowing out of Joanie’s neck and mouth. I collect the blood from her neck, filling the goblet to the top like Darla instructed.
“Fallon, repeat after me: My Legacy. My Legend. My Responsibility. I swear to protect the sacred space that our ancestors and fallen elders call home. To be their caregiver and provide sanctuary. Port Canyon, forever their home and mine. ‘Til death and in the afterlife.”
I do, word for word, while looking her in the eyes.
“My Legacy. My Legend. My Responsibility. I swear to protect the sacred space that our ancestors and fallen elders call home. To be their caregiver and provide sanctuary. Port Canyon, forever their home and mine…”
The energy in the room elevates and powerful forces surround us as a gust of what feels like wind weaves around me. My feet rise from the ground as I say the last line, “‘Til death and in the afterlife.”
“Now drink, my child. Drink until the last drop.”
I already know it’s going to be terrible when I place the goblet to my lips. Squeezing my eyes shut, I tip it back and begin pouring the contents into my mouth. The warm, coppery iron taste of blood touches my tongue. It coats my mouth and throat as I drink it. My gag reflex tries to stop me, but I force myself to keep going. The excess is running down my chin onto my chest. Breathing through my nose, I take another big gulp. ‘Come on Fallon. Do this. You’re almost done. Just finish it’I keep telling myself. Lights are flashing around me as I open my eyes to find that I remain elevated off the floor. The goblet has one last sip left. Throwing it back, I drain it. Thick, warm blood coats my mouth and throat. It feels heavy in my stomach.
My arms spread as my head tilts up and I drop the goblet to the floor. A high-pitched scream leaves my mouth. Once what felt like slow motion, suddenly turns into warp speed.
Then it all just stops.
The wind is gone.
The lights go out.
My body falls to the floor.
Everything goes dark.
Chapter26
Merrick
The wicked bitch of the west is dead.
My brother isn’t a bunch of dried up dust anymore.
My girl is fucking levitating.
Dreams do come true.
I watch in amazement. I’m pretty sure it was talking about her finger fucking herself with Joanie’s blood that really brought this party to the next level like this.
