I woke up. I hadn't known I'd fallen asleep.
I yawned, rubbing my eyes. I lifted my head, and looked at the man standing in front of me.
"Miss me?"
"Yes, Master."
"I knew you would. The court found me innocent-not enough evidence."
"That's good, Master."
"Did I ask for your opinion?" He shot back.
"No, Master. Sorry, Master."
"I've come for you."
"Thank you, Master."
"I'm gonna get my revenge, once and for all." He walked over to the closet and opened the
door, yanking Melissa out.
She had tape over her mouth, her hands tied behind her. She was crying.
"Get up," he commanded, looking at me.
"Yes, Master." I did as I was told, pushing myself out of bed.
"I've figured out the easiest way to hurt you." He pulled out two guns. He let Melissa go
and came to stand next to me. He forced a gun into my hand, then held the other one to
my head. "You try anything on me, and I'll shoot. Got that?"
"Yes, Master."
"Ready?"
I knew what he wanted me to do. "Yes, Master."
"Go ahead."
"Yes, Master." I gripped the gun tightly in my trembling hand, slowly lifting it. I pointed it between Melissa's eyes.
She whimpered, sobbing even more.
I didn't want to hurt her. Although I didn't remember her, I still felt something in the pit of
my stomach that told me she was special.
But I couldn't disappoint Master. I wanted his approval. I cared about him...loved him,
even. I've been waiting for him to come home so I could be his slave, and, hopefully, be
as good as he was. Maybe, one day, I will. But, for now, I have to let him know that I'd still do anything for him.
Master pushed the gun he held against my temple. "Go!"
"Yes, Master." I pulled the trigger.
Check out the sequel. It's called 'The Aftermath: Collar Child.'
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