Wrongful Lust | Finale

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• Saturday | June 17th, 2017 | 12:27am •

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• Saturday | June 17th, 2017 | 12:27am •

I woke up to the feeling of me being in someone's arms. I opened my eyes to see Dillon as he carried me up the stairs.

"hey" He whispered once he noticed that I had opened my eyes

I was too tired to talk so I just gave him a slight smile.

He carried me all the way up to my room and helped me into bed. The minute my body hit the soft mattress I was already falling back asleep.

"goodnight" He said before leaving the room

"goodniii" I barely got out, my eyes were struggling to stay open

I was on the brink of sleep, feeling my body finally relax when I heard some noises coming from outside my bedroom. I heard things falling and then the floor shook a little as if someone fell.

"Adoni-!" I heard Dillon yell right before I heard one noise that was way too familiar to me

*BANG*

My body shot up as soon as I heard that sound vibrate through the air. I tried to get up when I realized that my wheelchair was still downstairs.

"Dillon!" I called waiting for a response

Instead I heard the doorknob start to twist. My heart began to beat faster as the door opened. For some reason I knew it wasn't going to be Dillon, or Damien, or Dom to walk in. and I was right. as soon as I seen who was behind the door my throat became dry and my eyes were wide open

"Casey?"

"miss me?" He asked with a sinister smile

"h-how?" I asked not believing my eyes, he died, he's supposed to be dead but instead there was a huge eye patch where his left eye was

"I'm not that easy to get rid off" He chuckled as he walked towards the bed

I looked over to the nightstand to grab my phone but it wasn't there. The only choices I had were to either get out if bed and crawl which wouldn't help or stay in bed.

"don't worry, I'm not here to kill you. yet" He said sitting on the edge of the bed

"then why are you here?" I asked

"how are your legs, when should you be up and walking again?" He asked

"why the fuck do you care, you're the one who did this?"

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