By Rich Stachura All Rights Reserved ©

Thriller / Drama

Chapter 8

Elizabeth was sitting on the bleachers with a prolonged gaze and a stoic expression when Matthew found her. Her mascara was blotchy from crying.

"So, the plan didn't work." He handed Elizabeth a cigarette. He sat beside her and removed another cigarette for himself. Then he took out his lighter and lit them both. "Listen, I care about you. More than you'll ever know. I see how this ordeal is really fucking with your head, and I don't like it. I don't like seeing you this way."

More tears began to roll down her cheek. Then she buried her face in her hoodie so Matthew couldn't see her.

"Look, if he means that much to you I'll talk—"

"I don't want him anymore! He can rot in hell for all I care! I offered myself to him, and he pushed me away as if I was some kind of slut! He actually called me a fucking whore. I hate him!"

"I told you that he was in love with your sister. With her in the picture you'll never have him."

"Well, if I can't have him, neither can she! I want them apart, you in?"

Matthew took a long drag from his cigarette and exhaled. "I know that he hurt you, and now he must pay. You know that I'll always be there for you, Lizzy. I'm in."

"Yeah, he gonna pay all right." The look on her face was pure evil.

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