Case
Death Becomes her
After winning the game, I raced out of the arena to a note on my car but I didn't read it. I do not have time for games tonight. I just need to get home to my girl.
Speeding down the highway, hoping I don’t get pulled over. I just need to get off the exit and to the house. I’m so fucking close I can taste it. Getting to the house I notice two cars in the driveway.What the fuck?Reaching for the glove box, I open it and notice my gun case is missing. I growl and slam it shut. Getting out of the car I run for the front door and open it slowly. I have no idea what the fuck I’m walking into. Stepping inside I don’t hear a thing which has me on edge. Walking further into the house I see a body on the ground and my heart drops but once I reach it I see it’s Collette with a bullet wound to the head.What the fuck?What the hell happened here? Why is Collette in my fucking house? I’m so confused.
Stepping further into the kitchen I see Lyla passed out tied to a chair with dried blood all over her cheeks and lips. Iimmediately run for her and try to untie her hands. She groans as her eyes peel open.
“It’s okay baby. I’m here. He’s not going to hurt you,” I whisper as she tries to speak but her eyes widening as she looks past me tells me all I need to know. So I roll out of the way as he lunges for me, slamming into Lyla sending her chair flying back. She screams as I get to my feet. “Come on you motherfucker.” I growl as he lunges for me again but I rear my fists back, catching him in the cheek. His face snaps to the side as blood sprays from his mouth. He growls, coming at me again and takes a knife out swinging it in front of me. I jump back but slam into the island which allows him to slash me across the chest. I groan and shove him away as the blade scrapes along my arm.Fuck!I cry out in pain but I just need some space in between us and to get out of this fucking kitchen. I walk backwards around the island letting him chase me and leading him towards the dining room. I grab a vase and send it toward him hitting his chest then shattering. He stumbles a bit and I grab his shirt and slam him against the wall. I wrap my hand around his throat and punch him in the face over and over again until he drops the knife and slides down the wall. I go back to Lyla and help her out of the chair.
“You okay baby?” I ask and she nods.
“My face is killing me but other then that I’m okay—Fuck Case, Look out!” She screams as I see Kenneth come at me with his knife and I bend down and tackle him into the living room. I feel the blade slash over my shoulder before we both hit the ground hard. I groan but get up quickly, punching him in the face again. He gets up but I grab the fire poker and swing at him, hitting him in the chest. He stumbles back and I hit him again and again until he falls back onto the carpet and groans.
“She’s mine, you mother fucker!” I yell as I straddle him.
“We’ll see about that,” He laughs, sinking the knife into my side and I scream and lift my arms, sending the tip of the pokerright through his neck. His body thrashes as my side screams in pain and all I feel is a burning sensation. Blood pools around the metal and his body stills. A hand on my shoulder makes me jump and I look over to see my girl. She cups my face. I take the end of the poker and remove it, handing it to her.
“Finish him,” I tell her and her eyes widen, but she helps me off of him and takes my place, screaming as she stabs him in the face, the chest, stomach and then finally in his dick. I cringe at the sight of all the blood spraying everywhere as the room starts to spin.
“Baby, it’s over. It’s finally over. But I think I’m losing a lot of blood,” I groan, swaying a bit and her head snaps toward me, dropping the poker and coming to my side.
“Let me get my medical kit. I’ll sew you up. Don’t move.” She tells me and runs up the stairs and is back in no time. The pain is excruciating but nothing is compared to the pain I feel when she removes the blade slowly then pours whatever liquid onto the wound. I bite my lip so hard to not sound like a bitch but fuck!
“I’m going to cauterize the wound. We need the fire place started anyways.” She says and my eyes widen.
“Do what you got to do babe. But why the fireplace?" I ask and she looks at me like I’m nuts.
“We gotta get rid of both bodies,” she states and I immediately vomit.
“In the fireplace? They are too big to fit in there, Why can’t we just call the cops?” I ask but her eyes are wild. I can’t tell if she’s afraid or in shock.
“We can’t. They will find out about Velvet. This can hurt both of our careers—”
“Oh no! No, no , no” I say and she starts pacing back and forth.
“I need to think. Can you just shut up for like two seconds so I can think,” She spits but I can’t help but panic too.
“I’m sorry baby but I don’t know what the fuck to do either. I’ve never been in this situation before. I’m just as scared as you are. But if we call the cops it’s self defense it will be okay.” I say and her head snaps towards me. Eyes still wild as she paces.
“We need to chop them up. I know we have most of the supplies in the garage which is odd but good for us for now.” She states so fucking calmly.
“How are you so calm?” I ask and she shrugs.
“I’m really not that calm Case. I’m internally freaking the fuck out but this is the only way to do it. When I shot Collette I freaked out but I was defending myself just like with Kenneth. It’s self defense right? Just like you said. Self defense, so I don’t feel bad for either of them, plus if I’m going to be a doctor I need to be able to remain calm in all situations.” She says, turning the knob to start the gas powered fireplace.
“Okay that makes sense but fuck. How do you plan on chopping them up?” I swallow thickly.
“With a saw and you’re going to help me.” she says and I shake my head.
“Oh, no, no, no baby. I-I don’t know that I can Lyla. I play hockey! I don’t dissect humans as a side gig babe. What the fuck?” I say as she brings the end of whatever tool she heated up to my side. I growl deep within my chest as the smell of burning flesh hits my nostril. The room spins for a second as the burn seeps deep within my skin.
“Almost done, babe. Take a deep breath, a swig of this and bite down,” She says, handing me a bottle of liquor from the cabinet and a roll of clear wrap. I bring the bottle to my lips and take a deep gulp swallowing the liquid down. She looks at me and I open my mouth while she shoves the roll inside. “Alright, bite down.” she orders as she finishes up on my side. My hand grips the chair I growl as my jaw applies pressure on the way in my mouth. She places cream and a gauze on the wound thenkisses my shoulder. “All done,” She smiles and I take a deep breath, getting to my feet. My side screams at me but we have this shit to take care of. “I can do most of the work. I just need you to push them onto the rug and I can drag it closer to the fireplace. Then I’ll do the rest.” she says and I nod but raise a brow.
“I can’t just let you do all the work even if I don’t know what the hell I’m doing. Just please let me help you.” I state and she laughs, grabbing Collette’s leg as I grab the other and growl at the pain.
“This is why I don’t want you helping me. You clearly need to rest Case.” She says and I sigh.
