Page 119 of Savage Wounds


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He wrenches back and grabs Cammie by the hair until she screams.

“Her?” He throws her on the ground, flat on her stomach as she cries, over and over until her voice seeps into the marrow of my bones. “Was she the one?”

“No! No, please! I can’t! I can’t do it.”

“That’s a shame.” He grabs Talon and throws her right beside Cammie’s naked body. “I guess it will be the both of them, then.”

My body wracks with my heavy sobs. “I can’t.”

I shake my head. How can I kill either of them? But how can I let them both die?

“You have ’til the count of three to decide. Or I will decide foryou. One.”

“Please, just don’t do this! They didn’t mean it!”

“Two.”

“I’m—I’m s-sorry!” I stare down at both of the girls, their bodies shaking in fear, unending pain seeping out of them.

“Three.”

“T-T-Talon,” I sob. “Talon. Oh, God!”

“No! No!” Talon screams, turning to me, her eyes round with shock. “Please don’t kill me! Pleasepleaseplease! I don’t wanna die.”

“Seems like she’s decided.” Chad pats me on the shoulder. “Now, here.” He shoves the weapon toward me. “You get to do the honor.”

“W-what? N-nooo,” I cry, words trembling.

“You heard me, bitch. Take the fucking gun before I blow all of your brains out.”

He shoves it into my hand and wraps the weapon around my shaky fingers. Quaking as I stand there, my emotions wrench out of me. I can’t kill anyone. I’m not a killer. I’m not like them.

“Tick-tock!” He grabs a fistful of my hair and pulls so hard my scalp throbs. “You have three seconds!”

I lift the gun in the air.

“One.” He shoves me closer to Talon, who’s sobbing as she holds Cammie’s hand.

“Don’t hurt me! Please!” Talon’s glassy blue eyes connect with mine, begging me not to pull that trigger.

“Two.”

“Please, just kill me instead. I—I can’t do it!”

“If I say three, the whole room dies! What will it be?”

Panting, trembling, my chest heavy, I aim the gun at Talon. Instead of turning to face the floor, she looks at me,her eyes immortalized in my soul, like a statue of her doom. Something I know I’ll never escape.

“Three!”

Pop.

The bullet hits the back of her neck, blood pooling around her.

I drop to the floor, rushing for her, covering the wound, my fingers soaking with crimson.

She doesn’t die right away. She suffers, her eyes still holding mine until her life slips away, second by second.

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