Fated To Three Betrayed By All Until She Rose (Leilani) by Ahvahh novel Chapter 415

Chapter 415: Horror II

Leilani.

All my desperate attempts to get Keisha to drop her gun proved futile as instead of lowering it, she aimed it higher, so high that now, if she decides to pull the trigger then the bullet would be embedded into the spot between my eyes and nowhere else.

I trembled but did so hard to hide my fear.

So do you know what I did instead?

I balled my hands into fists... so tight and so hard that my nails dug deep into my palms until it drew blood.

My heart raced as I watched her watch me keenly, and after a moment of hesitation, she finally hissed;

"Do you have any last words?"

I shook my head quickly. "I don’t," but just as the words slipped out of my mouth, I immediately took it back and murmured. "I do. I do..." I stuttered, "no one deserves this. Not me, not them."

And by ’them,’ I meant the boys.

"They do actually," she said with a grimace, "and that is why I intend to let them watch you die."

I froze and once again, my heart dropped.

"Why?"

"Because that’s enough punishment for them. I want the guilt to eat deep into them. I want them to live forever with this scar... and I want them to continue to live the rest of their miserable lives knowing that they could do nothing to save you when you needed it the most despite how hard they tried to protect you."

My eyes filled with tears as I heard her ramble on and on about how agonizing she wanted my death, but at the moment, I could hardly listen to the rest of her words.

I couldn’t think, couldn’t function.

Why?

Because I was afraid.

I think the word: ’petrified’ is more like it.

For a very brief moment, I let my eyes dart over to the boys and when I looked back at her, she was already watching me, an evil smile tugging at her face as she slowly began to pull the trigger.

I couldn’t help it. I whispered; "Keisha please..."

But she wouldn’t respond. She wouldn’t even look at me.

"Please do not do this," I tried again, "please, I beg of you. Do not hurt me or them and I promise to let all of this go."

It is supposed to be embarrassing that I have now resorted to begging right? Especially since she was the last person I should give that kind of satisfaction, right?

RIGHT?

But no, it wasn’t. Or maybe it was but I just didn’t care at the moment.

Especially when literal lives were in danger.

And most especially when she was aiming for my forehead and not at any other parts of my body.

Her eyes followed my line of sight and as if seeing through my made up indifferent facade to the panic now rising inside of me, she smiled. "It contains silver bullets." She said softly, making my heart race. "It’ll kill you for real this time. You wouldn’t even be in pain for long. Small mercies."

But do you know what her information only did to me?

Hell, why am I not dead yet? Or is it that I do not feel it yet?

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