Slice (The Elledge Family #1)

Slice (The Elledge Family #1) by L Johnson Read Free Book Online

Book: Slice (The Elledge Family #1) by L Johnson Read Free Book Online
Authors: L Johnson
make it. People planned for months in advance just to enjoy her; she was not my friend, at least not any longer. I fucking hate Summer. She was this bitch that taunted me behind the cameras and hated me, she burned me. And it was her turn to suffer, I will kill Summer.
    I sound crazy, I know this already. I never say any of this out loud. People would have me bloody committed. This banter and rant continued in my head almost constantly until I was able to get rid of the issue and right now Summer was the issue. She lived out of town for the most part and at one point in our life we had been this amazing couple. The nights were filled with poems and dragon flies next to the pond by her house. They were never filled with cameras and people chasing her all around the damn place. It’s why things have got to stop. Summer had to die.
    The movie industry had been good to her. But it was not the movies that she had dreamed of. Real movie auditions didn’t happen on a couch and yeah I understand that was how she made her money, but now she was the slut that every high school watched when his mom was gone and she was the bitch that allowed me to look stupid. I wanted to be with her more than she would ever know and now what we had is ruined by a slew of other men and that was not right. I would finish it tonight. It was not my first kill. Yeah, I know not exactly comforting. People were imbeciles that had no control over their fucking emotions.
    The anticipation for a kill for me was almost better than the kill. The thought of hearing the blade slice her skin was like a high but it was not the real thing. I wanted the real thing. She was dead tonight. She was back in town for Summer, as usual. She was like a kid still coming home for mom and dad who secretly were so ashamed of her that they told everyone who didn’t know she was an independent actress and she was making movies in Europe. They were damned liars.
    I sat in the car a few blocks from her home. The music was graciously supplied by Cypress, though it was not my normal type of music I liked it. She was a good girl and was someone I could see myself settling down with and more importantly loving. She was different from Summer, she was pure.
    Summer stretched out in her lawn beneath the last of the daylight. Her skin was already a perfect bronzed color but nothing was every good enough for her? Why was she so damned beautiful? I stared at her from my old run down car. It was good for stake outs and it was reliable. I just have an addiction. Right now it was called Summer . I never felt that I could be normal. My father said that it had happened for generations. He said that even she had to surrender to the darkness.  He had started training me young and finally the first kill m ade me crave it more. There were forty-two people that have met the same fate that Summer was about to meet.
    Summer is the first of a vindictive nature the other forty-two were personal sort of… one guy ran over my dog before Burke… he could have been personal Then there was the woman fired me for no reason and it really pissed me off. I tried not to make too many people connect back to me. I knew that Summer would be a risk. But Fuck it. I would rather see her dead.
    Her hair was as red as a fire engine and her eyes were blue. Freckles lightly covered her body and she always wore a smile. I knew the difference between the real and the fake smile. She twitched her eye when she faked a smile and an orgasm. She’d done it once and it was in one of her Glorious-God awful films. It was the last one I watched. She kind of pissed me off with that one. It was when the decision was made for her. She dumped me because I cared about my education too much to satisfy her needs.
    It could be easily said she was a sex addict and though some men think it would be nice… it was not. There are other things in life rather than sex. There was poetry and fiction. There was love. Forgive me, though I have my many

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