The Bad Boy’s Favorite Girl

Chapter Ninety-one

Elena’s povText property © Nôvel(D)ra/ma.Org.

“Finished! I assured you I’m a skilled artist. Just look at how well my artwork compliments you,” I gazed at Mac. His fading consciousness brought me to tears once again.

I didn’t want him to die, this wasn’t what I wanted and not also what I projected to happen.

“And to finish with you, I think my art work deserves a little painting, don’t you think?” Liam dropped the knife and took the acid out, pouring it on Mac’ flesh.

My scream and that of Mac scream were in unison as I could literally feel what he was feeling that moment. Pain, absolutely raw pain.

“The world is a cruel place, Mac Lee; people die every day for no reason. It leaves you wondering why come to this world if you would die anyways. The universe is a place where eternal rest comes to all who seek it and not all who abstain from it like a disease. Okay what am I saying? It is a simple way of saying your journey on earth has come to an end, and it is time to kiss death and embrace her wishes and just so you know, Elena is going to be withDylan and I can’t be more glad to see how he would fuck her brains out.”.

Liam loaded his gun once again and aimed at the chest area where the acid were tearing the flesh and shot him for at least seven rounds.

For each sound the guns made, I felt myself being hopeless and staring at the cruelty and the inhumane act to another man.

Confirming he was dead, I watched as Liam untied him and removed the tissue he had used in covering up the scream, which was splattered with blood.

He retrieved all his torture tools into his wooden box and disconnected his phone from the jam box and placed it neatly where he had found it and turned to stare at me and with one last look smiled to himself saying

“Target fatally obliterated” I woke up at that moment sweating profusely.

The door opened and Dylan stepped inside staring at me with all signs of worry on his face.

“What is the matter babe? Having bad dreams?” I wriggled free from his touch and went back to laying down.

“Do you want me to stay with you?” I nodded aggressively not wanting to be round his arms at that moment because for all I care, he was another sick psychopath who needed therapy.

*****

Third P. O. V

When it was visibly clear that she didn’t want to talk, Dylan sighed and left the room.

Once he had gone, Elena began to weep profusely, thinking about the nightmares that she had just witnessed.

If truly this was Liam’s plan, then all hope of her ever getting out of this place was going to be shattered.

She was already a mess and that was a fact that needed not to be denied.

“You are awake” she turned to see one of the maids with a tray of food smiling at her. She didn’t respond but just retired to the other side.

“Anyways, I made breakfast for you” The maid announced and dropped the tray by the bedside opposite the already sitting figure of Elena, who she believed was awake.

“How are you feeling now?” She asked her with looks of pity in her eyes towards the young lady who she believed had endured hell in the hands of her boss.

“I don’t feel good, I want to go home, I want to go back to my life. I want to go back to being the teenage me, who only thought of nothing more than books.” Elena stated all this with tears in her eyes as she stared at the maid, who was also in her own pool of emotions.

“I don’t know what to say in regards to the past occurrence” Elena stopped almost immediately from saying anything further.

“I don’t want to be reminded of that monster ” She remarked with resentment laced in her tone.

“Look, I have been serving Liam and Dylan for days now and I have never in those days seen anyone do the things Dylan was doing to you, not even Liam would dare. I cried when I heard your scream. It truly hurts, seeing you undergo that much pain.” The maid indicated with one drop of tears coming down her eyes, which she immediately wiped off.

“They may say it is against the ethics of my contract but Elena; having seen what he did to you, I am ready to fight for you and even if it costs me to lose my job, I don’t care” The maid indicated further with conviction in her eyes.

“What can you possibly do? They have this entire place locked down” Elena explained to the young woman.

“Don’t worry about that, I will figure something out. In the meantime, I need you to stay focused and do yourself this good by eating when necessary. When the time comes, you will leave this goddamn place I promise you” She explained once more to Elena who looked emotional as she heard she was going to leave this place soon.

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A man dressed in an all black hoodie was standing by a tree across the road waiting patiently for the one who had asked for his presence. He swiftly turned when he someone tapped him at the back and he smiled upon seeing the person’s face

“When you called that you needed my help, I was elated because it has been a really long time,” He said, looking at the figure before him. Nothing much had changed about her and it was the truth.

“I know how it goes Shawn, all those years I didn’t call, it happens that I somehow, found a job that I got myself attached to”

“So why have you called on me this time?” Shawn asked.

“I need you and your boys to carry out a special assignment for me”

“And what would that be?” Shawn asked, staring at her.

“There is this young lady that has been in a mess lately. I need you to help her get out” She explained, looking around and hoping no one was listening.

“Wait a minute, you want to get someone to escape?” Shawn asked.

“Listen Shawn, you may not understand the whole stuff going on, but I do. That girl is fucking depressed only to could tell when she would committ suicide. I don’t want that to be her fate. I beg you, try and do this for me” She held her hand in a prayer-like manner.

Shawn sighed knowing that there were no other options.

“Fine, just do this once and I will do it.”