His Lethal Love by Monika Singh (short story to read txt) 📗

I covered my mouth with my hand when I saw blood. There was so much blood coming from his stomach. I didn’t mean to kill. I just wanted him to tell the truth. I had a small camera on my pendent but the plan had failed when he grabbed it. He left me no other option than to stab him. 

Swallowing hard, I rushed to the door but fell to my knees when he grasped me. “Whore!” he hissed out and threw a belt on my back. I restrained myself from screaming as I put my hand on my mouth. 

“You’re a whore! Nasty bitch!” He shouted and hurled again. 

“Samuel…” I tried to stop him, but he didn’t stop flying his belt on me. 

“You tried to kill me again… you…” he threw again, and I cried out in pain. 

I didn’t want to kill him, but he forced me to do that as I stabbed his right leg. He groaned, falling to his knees. 

“You can’t do…” before he could speak out, I gashed right into his chest. His body flew upward as blood splattered from his mouth due to the sharp blow. 

“You raped me!!” I stabbed again. “You killed him!” I stabbed again. “You fucking threw her!” I cried out. 

“Camille!” Scott shouted my name, and I paused. He was breathing hard as he watched me with terrified eyes. He was scared of me. I could see that in his eyes. “Camille, put that down…” he rasped, stepping toward me. 

“No, I won’t…” I let out a shaky. “I will not, Scott. This time I won’t let him win. I will not let him win.” 

“No… no…!” Scott was screaming agonizingly and grasped my hand to stop me, but I didn’t stop. I kept stabbing Samuel’s heart repeatedly and made his flesh and blood splatter across my face. “Camille, stop it… stop it…” Finally, Scott was able to tear me away from his brother’s dead body. 

I gasped for air as my eyes glared at Samuel, whose eyes were wide open and his mouth was open as he was staring at the ceiling. He was dead and his body froze like ice. I had killed him. 

“Samuel…” And suddenly my stone heart melted when I saw Scott. He was crying. He was crying harder. I had never seen this boy crying, but he was weeping like a baby for his dead brother. “Samuel…” he looked around in desperation for help. “Somebody please help… please help…” he begged and begged and begged. 

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