Bitter revenge
Marla (before the shooting)

I am so fucked.

Nina just left me here with a psychopath. I guess she really didn't like me huh?

"I've missed you princess." Steve says in his dull gravelly voice.

god he makes my skin crawl.

"Well, it's entirely different for me Steve" I say as I walk further into the house. my gun screaming at me to pull it out.

he smiles at me. he actually smiles.

"Julietta sends her love" he smirks. "Well, she would if she was still breathing" he adds with a chuckle.

sick mother fucker.

I knew deep down he would hurt her when he found out I was no longer on the island, but Julietta promised me she would be ok, and she would keep Steve off my tail for as long as she could.

"What did you do to her" I ask cautiously.

he lowers his gun, thank God.

"She screamed for you... said your name over and over again."

Jesus!

"Took me a while... but after pulling off her fingernails one by one" he stops and looks up at me through his eyelashes.

"Dear lord" I gasp holding my hand to my chest.

poor Julietta!

"that's not what got her to tell me though" he smiles again moving around the room with me, like we are doing some exotic dance.

"I think it was when I used a curtain kitchen utensil to shove up her arse" he laughs, and I gag.

"You need help" I tell him clutching my bag.

"And you need to come home" he counters.

He is so delusional. in what world would I ever go back.

"In the end I removed her eyes... her tongue... and her pretty little ears" he stops close to me, too close.

"Now she will see no evil, hear no evil and speak no evil." he chuckles again.

dear god he's lost it.

"you're sick...she was an innocent woman" I try to tell him, but it comes out in a sob.

Steve tries to touch me, but I whip away from him and put the couch between us.

"Innocent." he laughs clutching his belly. "She was fucking me behind your back for years princess... she was good to... liked it rough" he stops laughing and wipes his fake tears.

he thinks I'll be what? jealous.

I know she was. she told me she would keep him distracted whenever he was in one of his moods. he would take his anger and frustration out on her instead of me and the boys.

I begged her not to sometimes because he was sadistic. I saw her wincing as she moved, but she hid it well. I will forever be grateful to that woman.

"you're a sick fucker... I hope you rot in hell for all the things you've done" I spit at him. my anger coming to the surface.

he laughs again.

"Princess it's time to go... we don't have much time" he says ignoring my comment abruptly raising his gun again.

His anger has risen to the surface, I can feel him vibrating.

"None of it matters now... Julietta?... the fucking pilot? who by the way sends his regards from hell"?

oh, Jesus is there anyone who he didn't kill.

"You are mine... and have always been mine" he states like it's something new to be heard.

its old and I've had enough.

"I am not yours. and I will never be yours" I say raising my voice slightly.

he clenches his free hand in an attempt to control his anger.

I hear a noise in the hall the same time as Steve, for a spilt second his eyes wonder.

I open my bag and pull out my gun. it's raised to him before he has time to think.

this is it, do or die.

he faces changes in a heartbeat. he is red with rage.

"YOU ARE MINE" he screams as he pulls the trigger.

I fire my gun at the same time. my bullet hits him straight through his heart. his bullet hits my chest.

white hot pain erupts through my veins. I can't breathe. I can't breathe. I can't fucking breathe.

on instinct I pull the trigger two more times as Steve drops to the floor.

I can't stand anymore. my legs are like jelly.

I fall with a thud.

I see Alex and Max. well I think its them.

the pain. my chest. Can't breathe.

flashes of them both as I blink.

then nothing.

just black!