Here's the teaser for the next chapter of Retribution. The chapter is fully written and now in the hands of my prereader, once I get the final okay from her, that chapter will post.
Bella and I drag Jasper and Alice’s bodies off to the side
with the rest of the others who have been disposed of already. I smile as we
toss Jasper onto the pile, satisfied that he got what he deserved, but I sigh a
little as we move Alice over, somehow, I feel like she deserved more,
especially for the stunt she pulled in gym senior year...
Bella was in the
shower after first period gym class and Alice had managed to get dye into Bella’s
body wash and shampoo. By the time Bella
came out of the shower she was dyed purple from head to foot, and Alice had
stolen all her clothes except for her underwear too. She used one of the shower
curtains to cover herself, but was too afraid to leave the locker room to try
to get to Coach Clapp’s office. The only reason she was even found was because
I heard her sobbing through the locker room door and when I found her, I
offered her my gym clothes to wear. Bella had her suspicions of who did it, but
since nothing could be found in any of the locker searches that the principal
did, no one could be held accountable. We found out it was Alice later on that
day when we saw all of Bella’s clothes on the back seat of Alice’s car, and
Bella stayed out of school for a week until the dye finally faded enough to not
be too noticeable.
I’m brought out of my thoughts when Bella whispers in my ear.
“You go on and have some fun; I’m going to get things ready
for you.”
I nod and watch her head into the kitchen, before letting my
gaze settle on the ones who are still remaining.
I chuckle a bit as I watch them fidget under my stare,
letting them wonder for a moment if they are going to be next.
Finally, I settle in front of who we’ll be disposing of
next. I lean forward, dragging the knife down the side of his face, leaving a
bright red trail of blood in its wake.
“Hello,” I say, a large smile on my face.
As soon as the words are out of my mouth, he
breaks down crying, blubbering on and on, pleading for mercy
