Russian Roulette
Chapter Nine.
Hands touching all over her.
Clothes torn and thrown aside.
A bed of red silken sheets.
Sinful kisses in the senstive areas.
Pleasureable sighs escaping from her lips.
A thick mass of hair covering his face.
She cupped his head, tilting it up to find James staring back at her.
Suddenly like a flash, Clyde's eyes appeared with a red tint in them.
Gasping, she pushed him off her but he was far too strong.
He gripped ahold of her body, intensely thrusting himself inside of her.
"I will never let you go, Lisa. No matter how many lovers you take, I will always appear in your mind and dreams." He warned.
"No!" She screamed as he released his powerful seed in her.
Awaking in a sweat, Lisa gasped while holding her sheets with a very tight grip.
That dream was very real and dangerously erotic, it scared yet thrilled her.
Turning to the window, the sun was already up and the birds sung their songs.
She let out a heavy sigh while pushing her hair back, thank goodness she had a day off as she couldn't bear to go into work.
Not after that.
Taking a very long shower, Lisa ate a small breakfast and read through the newspapers.
Refusing to check if Clyde was there, she just glanced at the usual headlines and closed it.
Putting on some clothes, her moblie phone rang with the ringtone of She Wolf by Shakira.
Dashing towards it, the name "James flashed on the screen.
A bright smile went across her face, just to hear his voice would block away that dream.
"Hello?" She said, in her usual confident voice.
"Hey Lisa, no work today?" He asked.
"Nope, free agent. Are you?" She replied, sitting on the bed.
"Afraid I'm working, how about meeting up later for dinner?" He offered.
"Mmm, I would like that." She smiled.
"Okay, pick you up at seven?"
"Yeah, sounds great. Can't wait."
A moment of silence passed, then James broke it.
"See you then."
"Yeah, bye for now."
They hung up in the same time.
Nick headed to Frankie's direction who was flirting with a beautiful woman that giggled at every fake joke he said.
Her eyes fell on him, then dashed away before he gave her his number.
"Hey, come back!" Frankie cried.
It was too late, the woman was too far away to hear him.
He stomped his foot and turned to find Nick's angry face before him.
"Oh. No wonder she bailed, you look like thunder." He chuckled.
Nick rolled his eyes, this man was getting on his nerves.
"Come on, Frankie. Let's go and have a chat to Mr Shelton." He demanded.
"Sure, why not? But beware, he might be a little moody." Frankie warned.
"Why? What have you done?" Nick asked as they began to walk to the cells.
"Oh nothing, you wait and see." He replied, showing a evil grin on his smug features.
Nick felt fear and dread wash over him, today was going to be a long day.
"So yeah, he asked me out for dinner tonight and I'm quite looking forward to it." Lisa explained with a broad smile on her face.
She and Ashley were at Starbucks, sipping coffee and having a chat.
"Wow, you go girl! I'm so proud for you!" Ashely cried, hugging her friend.
"Thanks, James is a amazing kisser. So how did you get on with the bar guy?" Lisa asked, putting her elbows on the table.
"Well, we made out. Got his number and he would give me a call very soon. He's a fantastic kisser!" Ashley replied, blushing.
Lisa hugged her, then pulled away.
She was happy for her friend and herself.
All thoughts of that disturbing dream vanished into thin air, Clyde Shelton wasn't going to haunt her forever.
Her upcoming date with James filled her mind with new love bliss, at least he would be there for her instead of risking her life to spend one hour with him.
Anyway, it was over.
She was never going to see him again, he was in her past mistakes.
It was time to start anew.
Pure horror, that's all Nick could feel right now.
He couldn't get rid of that image out of his mind.
Vomit poured out of his mouth, his stomach empty of contents.
Even Frankie was disgusted of what he had done.
Entering Clyde Shelton's cell was a nightmare waiting to appear.
He wasn't in there, setting off a round the clock search for him.
The photographs that Frankie took of Lisa and her mystery lover was all over the room.
A haunting, unsettling message written in blood stained the walls for good.
It said:
"THIS BITCH WILL PAY BY THE BLOOD OF THOUSANDS THAT WORK HERE,
HER LOVER WILL HAVE HIS BALLS CUT OFF, SHOWN TO THE WORLD THAT HE IS THE ULTIMATE BETRAYER,
NICK RICE'S FAMILY WILL DIE BY PHANTOM HANDS, THEN HE WILL BE NEXT,
FRANKIE IS A SLIMLY BASTARD, HE WILL NOT LAST LONG AROUND ME,
CANCEL ALL CHARGES ON ME OR I WILL KILL EVERYONE BY 6PM TONIGHT,
CHOOSE WISELY, TIME'S TICKING AWAY."
Clyde made his exit when the first rays of the sun appeared by using his secret tunnel.
He planted the bombs everywhere that no-one, not even the bomb squad could find them.
With his job done, he returned to gather everything for his next plan and escaped the prison without a guard noticing.
His first port of call was finding James, then seduce Lisa enough to kidnap her and begin his true work.
Whatever would happen, he knew that justice will be done this very day.
Author's Note: Yeah, It's A Little Short But I Will Make It Longer Next Time. Read And Review When You Can Please.