Happy Ending Gone Wrong

Andy

It felt like I was sitting, with my arms behind my back. My chin was resting on my chest. I kept my eyes closed. Why would Shawn send me to kill Belladonna? Just then my mind spoke up, well you were to kill her…NOT rape her. I let out a painful breath. After CC shot me, not enough to kill me, but to stall me, he swung his leg up and kicked me in the ribs. I had fallen to the ground, groaning in pain. I could hear Belladonna crying, repeating over and over that she was sorry, that it was all her fault. I had rolled on my knees and went to leave when I felt a heavy boot slam into my back. I let out a small growl as I was pinned. “Why not kill me,” I threw over my shoulder. I heard the smile on Cc’s face as he spoke, “Because I have some questions.” I went to say something when I felt pressure on my head, pain, and then nothing.
Now I am here. Where ever “this” it. I know I am sitting down, with my arms tied. I don’t know how long I have been here. It feels like forever though. I mentally prepare myself for the thing ahead of me.

CC

I waited until Bella fell asleep. She had kept tossing, and crying. She seemed to be so scared of me. I hated that I had to have her help me drag Andy’s unconscious body to my car. She couldn’t stop shaking when she did. And when we went to place him in the trunk, she tossed his arms in and ran behind me as Andy’s body moved. I could see that she was horrified just by looking at him.
We had drove here, to this safe house I knew from a friend. It had a cellar so we could keep Andy tied up. I slowly untangled myself from around Belladonna, and threw a shirt on. I walked to the door leading to cellar. It creaked as I opened it. The stairs groaned and complained of my weight as I descended them. I came to the spot where I had tied Andy to one of the wooden beams. He seemed to be sleeping still. I bent down and slapped his face. “Wake up,” I ordered. Andy slowly opened his eyes. The “beautiful” blue was now a dark and stormy blue. I smiled and sat down out of his reach of kicking. “So tell me, who sent you?” Andy kept his head down. We sat in silence for a while. I started to lose my self-control. I finally snapped three minutes later. “TELL ME WHO THE FUCK IT WAS,” I yelled grabbing his hair, forcing him to look at me. I could see he knew I would kill him if I see it fit. Andy faintly smiled at me, “Who do you think?” I dropped my grip on his hair. Shawn.

Andy

I have never been a snitch but if you set me up and know that it wouldn’t work out for me in the end, I am going to get your ass in here with me. As soon as I was able to utter those four little words over my cracked, bloody lips, I knew things would be getting a lot more interesting.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Meanwhile with Shawn~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Shawn

“What do you mean they aren’t there,” I scream into my phone. I had been pacing for over an hour now. Andy had not called me yet to tell me that he had taken care of Belladonna. The TV was on near me. The headlines said ‘Young man stabbed to death in home’. It had been Ashley. Now if Andy could kill that traitor bitch Belladonna, we would be good. I would then “repay” him by killing him quickly. “It means that they are NOT. HERE,” my new Lana said sarcastically. I had taken her in, and to repay me, she would now be doing what Bella should have been doing. “Well FIND THEM,” I scream before I hang up. I throw myself down on the couch. How could this go so wrong? I am about to lose it when one of the few people come walking in, Mark.

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