Chapter 9: The Aftermath
Morgan was staring at the golden doors. I was pumped up….full of energy. Fully prepared.
"If we make it out of this alive," Will looked at me, seriousness on his sexy face. "I'm fucking you….hard."
My jaw dropped. Did he really just say that?
Hell, its not like I wouldn't want it.
The doors opened and Will didn't hesitate as he walked out.
Weird thing is that there was one door on the entire floor. A door that read 901.
Me and Will looked at each other.
I got on the side of the door and stayed flat against the wall.
Will got on the other side.
I hesitated but knocked on the door.
"Hold on!" Shouted a booming voice and it made me shiver in disgust.
After a few seconds, sweat gathered on my forehead and neck. And my heart became quicker as my breaths became loud and butterflies formed in my stomach.
I heard the door unlock and I heard it open.
I wasn't going to let him get the upper hand so I immediately hit him with the gun and he cussed as he fell onto the carpet.
I walked into the room and Will followed me in and shut the door.
Harper held his nose as his grayish eyes looked up at me and his eyes widened. "Kat."
"You're supposed to be fucking dead."
"I'm not though." I aimed my gun at him and he stared at me and then glanced at Will. "He knows what happened?"
I nodded. "He knows and Hannah too."
Harper glared at me, a scowl forming on his face. "You know Hannah."
"Yeah, I got her, and she's with Danny now and I shot Ruth."
Harper's eyes widened. "You killed her?"
I shook my head. "No. But if she doesn't get help and continue bleeding out, she'll die." Will actually shot her but it would be better if I said I do it. Anything to get to him.
Harper chuckled. "You are an unpredictable cunt, you know that?"
"Now its just me and you." I said. Every emotion felt wiped out of my body.
Harper stood up and backed up a little. "Yeah, me, you, and your little bitch over here who had his gun pointed at me since the moment he stepped in."
Will said nothing but glared at Harper.
Then Harper looked to me. "So if you're planning on killing me, why haven't you yet?"
"Before we do, I need to know where Tomas is."
His eyebrows raised. "Why? Planning on killing him too?"
I nodded. "Yeah you raped me but he…he just watched. I don't know whose worst." I said.
"You don't have the guts to do it, Kat."
"Too bad I'll be the only one to see rather or not that's true."
Harper smirked and backed up more. I knew he had a plan in his head.
I stepped closer. "Where is Tomas?"
"Wanna know where he is? He's up your fucking ass!"
I pulled the trigger as I aimed right at his head.
Harper looked behind him and laughed hysterically. "And you fucking missed."
I looked as I saw the blood falling out of his nose as he continued laughing.
A hole formed in between his eyes and blood spilled out, dark red, and slowly trailing down to the tip of his nose.
"No I didn't."
His laughter stopped. And a look of realization appeared on his face as he fell to the floor.
I heard another shot. And another.
I knew it was Will….to make sure he's dead. And on my own accord, I did too. Multiple splashes of blood appeared on his white button down shirt and I just felt the need to fuck him up.
I went up to him. To his lifeless body and stomped on his face repeatedly. Until I can hear the bones break.
Over and over again and it was getting me worked up. And Will joined in too. He hated the fucker as much as I did.
Pumped and filled of adrenaline.
His blood was now all over my boots and hands and maybe even my face and over Will's too.
But eventually, Will had to get me off of him. He held me back, breathing as hard as I was. I knew he felt the adrenaline rush from it too.
I don't know how long we stood there but it was a long time. A long time before Will dragged me out of the room. And forcefully pulled me in the elevator.
We stood there wordlessly. I didn't feel guilt. I wished that he was alive so I can kill him again.
Will had his fist balled.
We're gonna have to go out to the lobby, covered in blood. People will know.
I don't think Will cared though. The doors opened and we were in the lobby, we walked straight out. We gotten odd looks from people but no one said anything. The guy wasn't at his desk so of course he wouldn't see the blood on us.
Me and Will walked straight out, still quiet. Unable to say anything.
He got in the car and I did too and the both of use stayed completely silent as Will forced the car forward. Flooring it.
He ran red lights over and over and over again.
I didn't know what was going through his head or even mine.
I was coming up to a complete blank.
Will pulled up to the driveway of the house and turned the car off.
He got out and I got out too, I left my gun in the car.
Will got the door open and he paused for a second. I shut the door and looked at him.
He went straight upstairs and I followed him. I didn't want him to shut me out. I want him to say something. Anything, indicating that he was alright. He went to the bathroom and I followed him in. "Will?"
He didn't answer. He turned a knob and water sprouted down from the shower head. He took his shoes off and stepped in.
I stared at him and he looked dazed, high, euphoric.
Exactly how I felt.
I took my boots off and stepped in with him. Letting the blood wash from my clothes and my face.
"You okay?" I whispered.
He looked at me, his greenish bluish eyes, bright and he looked….oddly lustful. He grabbed my face with his hands and forced me against the tile wall and his lips were on mine. I didn't stop him. I don't know what came over me but I pulled him to me and his fingers went up through my hair.
I gasped in his mouth at the harshness of the kissing.
I felt him unbuttoning my pants and he pulled them to my feet. I didn't stop him. I just watched him as he pulled my shirt over my head. And then he looked at me, his breathing as hard as mine.
I bit my lip, a surge of energy jolted through my body and I pulled his shirt off of his body and his lips went to mine again, I opened my mouth, allowing his tongue in and it licked and caressed mine.
I moaned in his mouth.
And then I heard him unbuckling his belt. And I knew what it meant and it had me excited for the oddest reason.
Our lips didn't break as I felt his body against mine. I felt his hard on between my legs.
Will grabbed my leg and lifted it to his waist as he shoved himself inside me, stretching me completely.
I moaned as he pulled out a little and shoved himself in deeper. "Fuck." He groaned and shut his eyes briefly.
I ran my fingers through his hair and brought his lips back to mine.
And he started to move.
I moaned loudly and had to steady myself to keep from falling over. So I put one of my hands onto his shoulder.
And he moved faster.
God, I thought that it would hurt but I'm wrong. Dead wrong.
I moaned with him and gripped the shower rack that was above me. With each thrust, he hit something inside of me that made me feel like I was going to erupt.
My head leaned back against the wall and I screamed out. Will gripped the shower rack too and thrusted harder.
And soon, I felt myself tightening up. I panted hard until this unbelievable feeling came over me and I screamed.
I fucking screamed.
It was the best thing I ever felt.
Will stilled and held me to him as we both went slump and sat down in the shower, with the water pouring over us and us holding each other.