Body Tox (The Bodies duet #1)

Chapter 35

I screamed, trying to pack the wound as Asher smiled up at me, his eyes glazed over and unfocused.

“Get me a flame! I need to cauterize this wound. Call an ambulance now.”

His sister handed me a lighter, and I immediately went to work on burning his flesh, my name now a mangled mess on his chest. On a quick inspection, I could see the bullet went right through. He had a chance if I just stopped this bleeding and if an ambulance came soon.

“Call now, or I will kill myself with this fucking flame, ending whatever sick and twisted plans you have for me, monster.!” I threatened, holding the lighter to my flesh, burning my skin until it bubbled.

“Calm yourself, Sinner. The call was made. Now, you will leave without a fight as promised, or the next bullet will ensure his demise.”

I let the tears fall, kissing his lips and whispering to him. “Don’t you die, asshole. I am the only one allowed to kill you. You hang on and find me. I need you to find me, Asher Ballard. I will wait for you.”

His breathing was so stilted, the wound was sealed, but his eyes still couldn’t see me. He was looking through me, that smile still frozen on his face.

“I love you, Pretty Boy…find me. You will find me. I know you will. Please…please find me.”

I was pulled away from him, his body lying so still in the puddle of blood, but I could hear the sirens from a distance. I had to leave with the occult if I didn’t. They could kill the emergency personnel, and Asher was sure to die.

I straightened, pulling my arm from the grip of the fucking cloaked dickweeds.

“I can fucking walk myself,” I snarled and turned away from the love of my life, not even knowing if he would live or die.

“At least you are not stupid enough to break a vow. Good job, child. You will do nicely, after all.”

I swallowed the bile rising in my throat. I didn’t know what was going to happen to me or what plan Asher’s evil father had in store for me.

I didn’t know what was going to happen to Asher lying on the floor, drowning in his own blood.

I could only walk forward, away from my target, the Pretty Boy, the insane man I fell in love with.

Walk away into the unknown, hoping he would live…

Waiting until he found me again.

I knew one thing for sure…I was pissed off. They would have to break me before they could use my body for their toxic rituals. I would be the hell they prayed against, the demise of their occult, the Wraith that would end them all.

THE END