a beautiful lie (continued/ original by winternightz)

The Only Thing I Have For You Is A Bullet

#time skip (sorry)#

"Lets get going, don't want to be late do we?" Tom says as he scoops his keys from the table, his face plastered with an evil smirk
"Ok!" I hop up and link arms with him, we get into the car and wait for everyone else to start their engines. And were off.

As we speed down the motorway Tom pats my thigh
"Taylor, I need you to do something for me" He mutters
"Okay? What is it?"
"I need you to send me into a high. I promise I wont take anything out on you, but it will be better for us." My stomach sinks, how can he be sure that he wont take it out on me?
"How?" I stutter
"Just piss me off, Im sorry love but I need this." I take a deep shaky breath as I think of what could piss him off, but it doesn't take much thought as any little thing I've ever done has sent him on a rampage
"Please baby" He pleads

"I hate you." I say hesitantly
"You ruined my life Tom"
"How do you live with yourself knowing that you tore my innocence away? Knowing that you destroyed my life." My heart races
"You are a disgusting person."
He tightens his grip on the steering wheel
"Your a liar, and a manipulator"
"I should've never jumped out of the window at that club for you."
He clenches his jaw and grinds his teeth
"I wish I never met you."
With that he slams his foot on the gas and sends us tearing down the road faster then ever, his breathing fastens and his eyes squint. I think I did it. Although it pained me to say those things, all of it is true.

As I take quick glances at Tom I can tell that he's fighting the urge to scream at me, he bites his lip trying to muffle any words that are trying to come out. I close my eyes and hold my breath as I hear him huff, his loud breathing being the only noise. He flicks the radio on and puts on his playlist, I open my eyes again and peer at him, he's grasping the wheel so tight that his knuckles are turning white, his arms so tense that the veins in his hands become visible. I see the vein on his temple pulse as his piercing eyes stay fixed on the road, hardly blinking. He angrily nods his head to the blasting music and slams his hand on the wheel for the beats. I look at the speedometer, 150, 180, I instantly grab the seat beneath me and fix my gaze on the road which disappears under the car unbelievably fast.

As we turn off at the slip road, I take my gun out from the glovebox and reload it with shaky hands, however my hands shaking is not from being afraid, its from the coursing adrenaline which is boosting my ego through the roof. As we park up I cant help but imagine Kristina's ugly face blown off on the grimey floor of the old abandoned building.
"Come." Tom snaps, he slams his door behind him shaking the car, I do the same. As we approach the warehouse Georg Bill and Gustav come to join us, guns in hand.

"Wow! They actually showed up!" A gritty voice echos through the building
"How could we miss this?" I spit back at the figures in the dark. The boys turn to face me, filled with shock
"Oh, and Taylor too! I thought she'd be too scared to face me again!" She cackles as we near her
"Oh Kristina, Im not scared! Talking about fear, lets not forget the day I broke your nose" I say with a cocky tone
"Psh, I let that happen!" She scoffs in embarrassment
"Lets not lie to ourselves here." I shout
"The only person lying to themselves here is you if you think you'll make it out of here alive!" She grumbles with her squeaky voice.
I come face to face with her, staring into her empty eyes.
Suddenly, shots whiz past my head, her 'gang' opened fire on me, however they didn't get far, as Toms gang downed three of her pathetic men as soon as they raised their guns.

"THERES MORE OUT HERE! GET OVER HERE!" Gustav shouts, I hear the sound of the boys running past us, leaving just me and Kristina. The sound of gun fire echos from the other side of the building along with the sound of shouting and screaming. I hear bodies drop to the floor and in the silence of the souls leaving the mens bodies I hear Toms menacing laughter.

"Looks like its just us now" I tease
"And soon it will only be me" She hisses
"Because your body will be left here to rot I'm assuming" I snarl
"You've always been funny, Taylor." Kristina replies, lost for words
"Oh don't big yourself up Kristina, all of your men are dead, its just you- you're all alone" I mock as I begin walking circles around her
"And what are you going to do?"

I lift my gun up to her temple and just as I shoot she smacks the gun away from my hand, sending my shot behind her, my gun flies to the other side of the building. I quickly begin sending punches into her ugly face, she instantly grabs my hair, however it keeps slipping from her hands as she struggles.
She sends a kick into my knees pushing me back causing me to loose my balance, she hops on top of me and begins punching me. I squirm underneath her and manage to flip her off of me, I pant as I stumble up onto my feet and run towards my gun which sparkles in the darkness, as I run Kristina grabs my ankle tripping me up. She crawls over to me, in the corner of my eye I see her pulling something from her pocket, and before I know it she begins stabbing my calve. I feel hot blood stream down my leg and to my ankle, I scream as she inflicts unbearable pain onto my leg, they cramp as she continues slamming her knife into me. She stabs the back of my knee and begins pulling herself up, using the knife which is stuck in me to drag her weak body closer to me. I feel the honed blade tearing my flesh down slowly, severing my nerves. She lifts herself up, her arms shaking beneath her, but before she can reach me I climb onto my feet my leg gives in as I try to stabilise myself. Kristina takes this as an opportunity to come charging at me, I send a punch into her stomach sending her toppling backwards, without hesitation I jump on top of her, I smash my knuckles against her face, her hot blood splatters onto my hands. As my knuckles come into contact with her face her bones crunch, she cries in agony as I continue pounding my fists into her, pure rage overtaking me.
She lifts her hand up and yanks my hair, forcing my head to the side. She attempts to climb onto me but as she crawls towards me I use all remaining strength left in me to run to my gun.

"Taylor! Stop! You do not have to do this!" She cries on the floor, covered in mud and blood
"I do! You're the reason Ria died! You deserve to burn in hell with your pathetic boyfriend Roman!" I pause "Oh, and did I mention, he was obsessed with me, he was so attracted to me that he had to assault me!" She wails on the floor beneath me, kneeling at my feet with her hands clutched in front of her as she begs for her life.
"Please! Ill do anything! Just have mercy for me!"
She bawls
"The only thing I have for you is a bullet." I snap.
I point the gun in her face and watch as her glossy eyes stare down the barrel of death, I glare at her, her mascara leaving black trails from her eyes to her chin, some even running down her neck. Her nose runs and her snot drips onto her top lip. I grin from ear to ear as I pull the trigger

*BANG*

She shrieks as the lead meets her face. Her ugly face explodes as the bullet pierces her head, her brains splat out of the back of her head and her blood splashes onto my face. Her scull breaks open and her body twitches uncontrollably as deep red blood pours out of her split head, a puddle forms underneath her body as her limbs spasm.

I stare down at her lifeless body an evil smile spreads across my blood painted face as I take in the gruesome scene I created. I laugh at the way her brains spill out of her broken skull. In my moment of adrenaline I continue shooting her, her organs squashing as each bullet erupts inside of her, each time jolting her body.
I cackle as her organs splatter onto the gravel floor, I pick up the knife from beside her and begin digging the blade into her, I wedge the knife into her chest and loose all control of my body, I stab her until I feel her bones splitting under the sharp blade.

"Taylor!" Voices shout as I continue ripping her already dead body up.
"Taylor!" Hands grab my shoulders and pull me back, snapping me out of my trance. I flick my head around to find the gang stood with their jaws dropped, Tom however is stood above me with a wide smile
"Thats my girl" He lifts me up, holding me tight to help me stand on my bleeding leg, he pulls me in and kisses my bloodied lips, I smile against his kiss and pull away
"I did it!" I exclaim
"Yes, yes you did" He wraps his arm around my shoulder and pulls me close to him.

I can see why he enjoys this so much.