Eugh having the worst day ever. *cry*
Just thought I would update.
Please review...cheer me up a little.
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Missy screamed loudly as Locke pulled her into the cover of the surrounding trees.
Growling slightly, he placed a rough hand over Missy's mouth, muffling her cries.
He had killed Richard and now he was going to do the same to her.
Missy felt the blade in her pocket scratch at her leg. She knew she had to kill this man or at least die trying.
Missy suddenly yelped as Locke threw her unceremoniously onto the rough earthen ground.
She shuddered as she turned to look at him.
"Do it already!" she spat, her eyes flashing dangerously.
Why was he waiting?
Why hadn't he just done it already?
"Go on...kill me...just like you killed Richard..." she cried as tears rolled down her cheeks.
But Locke merely chuckled. His laugh cruel and haunting.
"I'm not going to kill you Missy, I never was..." said Locke crouching down beside her. "I just want you to understand why you must leave this island. Leave with me."
Missy scowled. "You killed my baby and now Richard! I'm not going anywhere with you!"
Locke rubbed his face with his hand, a weary expression crossing his face.
"If they didn't die you would never leave, don't you understand? Do you want to be stuck here in this place for the rest of your life?" asked Locke.
Missy blinked, before slowly answering. "I lived here for three years, on this island with Richard...we were going to have a baby...start a family-" said Missy before Locke quickly cut across her.
"I have lived here for thousands!" Locke yelled angrily, getting to his feet. "In this hell...with no way out! And you just choose to live here?"
Missy gulped ad shuffled back a little startled.
"I always knew that he would want to keep you here. Knew that he would want to make you happy," spat Locke. "So now all I want is for you to go from here, leave him!"
Missy frowned, her heart pounding in her chest. "You mean Richard?"
Locke hissed. "No Missy!" he cried furiously staring down at her. "Haven't you figured it out yet? Why you're here? Why you were brought here...to this island?"
Missy's eyes widened. "I-I'm not a candidate!" she whispered, shaking her head. "Ilana had a list of the candidates and I wasn't one of them..."
Locke chuckled gazing up to the canopy above. "Even after all this time on the island you still don't get it do you Missy? Who you are?"
Missy got quickly to her feet, her heart pounding in her chest.
"I already know who I am," she sniffed, stepping closer to Locke.
"Do you?" he asked cocking an eyebrow at her. "And who is that then?"
Missy raised her head staring darkly into Locke's eyes. "The one who's going to kill you," she said in a whisper.
As quickly as a flash, Missy had pulled the knife from her pocket and plunged it into Locke's heart.
Missy stumbled backwards a few paces, as Locke stared down at the blade that penetrated his flesh.
"Didn't Richard teach you anything?" said Locke suddenly, in a cool tone, as Missy gasped.
Slowly and carefully Locke raised his hand to chest level and pulled out the knife, which was totally clean, and flung it onto the ground.
Missy shook her head, disbelievingly, stepping backwards a few paces, away from this man...this monster!
He couldn't be killed!
She hadn't believed Richard or Ilana or anyone until now but they were all right...this man was not human.
Fear in her eyes, Missy quickly turned around and fled.
Her legs pounded furiously on the ground. She didn't not know where she was going...she didn't even care. All she knew was that she had to get away from him.
Thoughts flew through her head.
Of all the things she had lost.
Richard.
The baby.
Her mother.
Her father.
She had nothing to live for. Not anymore.
She had been her own downfall.
Not this island.
Not Locke.
While all those around her died, she had survived. She had lived on.
But for what purpose.
Locke had been about to tell her.
Perhaps he had been right.
Perhaps she should leave. Go home.
But what was the point. There was nothing out there for her. Nothing.
But her thoughts were suddenly cut short as she came to a large ravine, where a steep rocky slope dropped down about thirty feet.
She had been here before.
One the day she had meet Richard. On that fateful day.
But she was going too fast...
She couldn't stop.
Missy skidded against the soft dirt, but it was too late and she plummeted swiftly over the edge.
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So this fic is slowly and surely drawing to a close...
There's still a fair few chapters left...but Im rounding it up nicely.
Especially with the fact that I've brought Missy back to the same place where her adventures with Richard begun. One big circle.
Please review!
