BOOT STRAPS

Double Faced

"You work for Andre ?"

"Took you long enough to figure it out, I mean when the cops talked about loose ends I thought you'd cut me off." She chuckled as she rolled her eyes.

"What do you mean ?"

"You blabbed all the cops progress to me and you told me your every pain and happiness so I blabbed them back to Andre."

"No this is not you! What did Andre do to you ?!" I shifted backwards on the bed as she came closer to me.

"He didn't do anything, he just made my work easier." She shrugged as she took her seat at the end of the bed.

"Why ?! You were like a sister to me and Why would you even hurt your own brother ?!" I shouted at her but I was humbled my the resounding slap she placed on my cheek.

"Why ?! Why ?! That's the same question I've been asking myself all these years !" She snarled at me as she towered over me with her knees digging into the sheets.

"Every time the good looking guys fall for you and overlook me, I ask myself why ?! Every time good things come your way and I'm left to suffer, I ask myself why ?! You were just an auditor and that foolish man gave you the company ! I keep asking why ?! why ?! Why can't that be me ?!"  She growled at me and I could see pure anger and a new side on Becky's features.

"Becky we were all together in this, there was no way I thought less of you, I love you." I pleaded with her so I could calm her nerves.

"Shut up!" She shouted at me as she stormed out of the bed.

I looked over at Andre who was looking at the whole scene in admiration because his plan is playing out just fine.

"Even this one." She pointed at Mike who was close to being dead. "I can't believe our parents left the family business in his hand they didn't give me anything not even a dollar! They just shoved me aside." She walked over to him and drove the heels of her boot into the bullet wounds on Mike's leg.

I shut my eyes as Mike screamed in pain, Mike is a tough guy and for him to shout so much, one could only imagine how much pain he felt.

"Why ?! Why ?! Why am I not appreciated and loved ?! Why do people not give a damn about me ? They only give attention to you two !"  She waved her hands between Mike and I.

"Becky, I really appreciate you. I had plans of making you my right hand at the company, I...."

"If you say one more crap I'm gonna blow your brains out !" She cut me short as she brought out a shotgun from her back.

"Becky, you can't do this. Can't you see what's going on ? You're not the only one doing the manipulating, Andre is also manipulating you into doing all these things. There's nothing in it for you." I appealed to her as I tried to draw close to the end of the bed but I was chained to the wood.

"Says who?! I enjoyed manipulating and toiling with you guys life, it's fun seeing how sad you two are despite all the success." She laughed as she came closer to me and her face was now few inches away from mine.

"Most of all I get to watch you marry the man you despise the most." Shiver ran through my spine and it was quickly replaced with anger as I used my head to hit hers.

She groaned loudly and she pointed the gun at me about to pull the trigger when Andre intervened.

"Hey, hold on till the wedding." He pulled her away from me and my eyes grew wide at his statement.

"What are you talking about ?!"

"We're gonna get married and since I can't have you nobody will so that's why after our forced marriage she'd be killing you and I." He chuckled to himself as he unlocked the lock that hooked me to the bed.

"Have you gone mad ?!" I snarled at them as I struggled my way out of the chains.

They both laughed hysterically like this was some mindless joke to them. Andre carried me in his arms while I struggle to go free.

I broke free and made my way to Mike who was bleeding on the floor, I cupped his cheeks as I looked at his swollen face.

Becky brought out a syringe from a drawer and drove it into my upper arm, I was unstable because of the funny feeling I felt.

"I'm so sorry Mike, I'm really sorry!"  I said with little awareness as I gave in to the drowsiness I felt.

"Should we kill him ?" I could faintly hear Andre asking Becky.

"No let him die a slow death." She said before she fired two shots in his thighs.

One of the huge man carried me with Andre and Becky trailing behind us, their faces were full of evil and heartless thoughts as I watched them.

I said a little prayer to be saved before becoming unconscious on the shoulder of the dangerous man who carried me down the stairs.