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

fuck up, there will be no blimey begging okay?” I smiled and then turned toward the coward. “Did you know he has raped three girls in the past three years? And you have been fucking him like he is God’s gift to this earth. Dumb decisions, Summer, are you comprehend now? You have to learn a lesson.”
    It was evident that she knew she was already dead. Her hands shook and the sobs wouldn’t stop as she crawled over to the coward. He shuffled away from her quickly as he guarded himself from me with a chair. “Please, I have money. I have so much money.”
    “This is not about your money Summer, fuck you and fuck your money. I don’t give a fuck about money. I’m a fucking published author. I have money coming out of my ass. I want you to understand that this life is not for everyone… now coward… come here and you can face your death first… I can make it quick or you can try to fight and I will fucking destroy you. Get up!!!! Move your bollocks quickly!” My voice was harsh. It almost scared me. Damn kills of passion. He left Summer by herself and tried to bolt towards the door. My foot caught him and he hit his head on the bed rail, it sent a clang sound through the room. The dummy had made things easier for me. I kicked his foot, he was out cold. It made the kill less fun. I wanted to see the life escape those eyes, it was the best part.
    I shook my head and Summer walked towards me. “Baby, please…”
    “I’m not your fucking baby. Sit your ass down or I’ll end it quick.” I warned. I pushed her on the rustic looking bed. “I’m not going to rape you… too many men have been there anyhow… I am going to tame you… Then free you. I know it’ll make you happy.”
    The tears, I hated when they cried. The tears could not save them. The tears just made it messier for me. I hated waste and crying for life when I had made my decision was a waste. I sliced into her skin. The blood bubbled from her and spilled into a pool on the bed. The sex stained sheets were now red and she was dead. Summer was dead and my mind was quiet. For once it was quiet and there was peace. It happened every time I had a kill. The whispering in my head ceased and there was silence. And in that silence, I found peace for the first time in months.
    I exhaled and finished off the coward, for him there needed to be more pain. And trust me there was. Summer was over. The coward was drained and the room smelled of blood. Sweet blood of Summer.
    I really didn’t understand why I loved to kill, but it was fairly common in my family. My father murdered and from what he told me his father murdered. Summer was the forty-three, or forty-something at least. I had made a vow to my father that when I reached found someone to love, I would quit. I wasn’ t sure if I would honor it. But with Cypress it was possible. 
    I never looked for companionship before her. My life was fine without it. There was a longing I couldn’t hide that at least wanted to try something and perhaps Cypress could be the woman that changes me for good. I prayed she was… because there was this aching part inside of me that didn’t want to kill her.
     

Chapter Three
    Cypress
    The Publisher had worked in my favor. For once I had a job that was not resulting in food being sprayed on me or oil on my fingers. I tutored on Monday, Wednesday and Sunday afternoons and was required to write one article on Student life per week for the physical paper. My first article had been on the Summit, which made Lucas happy. It didn’t take much to make him happy. He liked the little things in life. There was something different about him and I liked it. I had not planned to move on so fast from Phillip. I still had nightmares. I still slept with a wrench wedged under my pillow. He had done a number on me, that I had to admit. Lucas always had something to keep me busy from thinking here lately. We had done random things all week, he took me to land sites and random creaks all