Sacrificing Morgan
Chapter Twenty Six: Turn off the Lights- The Finale
A/N: This is the final chapter to the Sacrificing Morgan series. It's been hell of a fun series to write and I hope you people enjoyed reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it. This final chapter is dedicated to the people who read and reviewed. I love you!
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"You're never going to get away with this." Morgan spat, trying to wriggle her wrists out of the ties. "We already have." Stephanie smirked. "Your bitch boy has no idea where you are, Mr. Milk Man is probably dead, and the Rock really doesn't give a fuck either way. I say you're screwed."
Morgan eyed her sister angrily. "Having Mom and Dad not talking to you wasn't enough. In case you didn't know, bitch, they still love you. Now they're going to disown you."
Stephanie stared blankly at her sister. "Yes, Alex, I am going to take 'I don't give a fuck' for $500." Morgan chewed on her lip. "I cannot believe this is happening!" Morgan tried to bang her wrists against the pole to break the ties.
"Chris loves me! He's going to come for me." Morgan protested. "You don't know him like I do." Stephanie sneered. "I know he a blonde whore who would do anything to see me cry. Well, no more tears for me!"
The blonde McMahon shrieked in pain as she suddenly felt a small pocket knife up against her throat. "Shut the fuck up!" Shane warned. "If you scream again, your throat is going to be sliced and diced."
Morgan breathed in heavy. The sharp point was terribly close. She felt droplets of sweat spilling off of her. Chris came into view on a screen. "CHRIS!" She wanted to scream. But she was too damn afraid. One whisper of out her mouth and SSSSSSSLIIIIIICCCCEEE. Morgan would be no more.
"Oh my god." Chris panted as he saw Shane grab Morgan and hold the knife against her throat. "Don't do it!" Chris screamed. Shane chuckled. "Think you're so hot now?" Chris grabbed his throbbing temples, aching for Shane not to kill her. "You don't want to do it."
Stephanie smirked. "We don't? Don't tell us what we want to do." Morgan couldn't take it anymore. She screamed and her eyes widened. Shane held the knife closer. "I am warning you, you little bitch…"
"Please don't do it." Morgan whispered. "Please…I'll do anything. Anything…" She cried. Hot tears fell down her cheeks and glistened on the knife. Shane dropped the knife. Morgan's neck had two drops of crimson blood on it.
She breathed in relief. "Oh my god. Oh my god." She took deep breaths to regain her composure. "I love you Chris." She whispered.
"I love you—" Chris's sentence was cut off by Morgan breaking out of the ties.
"Fuck you, Chris." She said evilly. He looked at her. "What?" His lip trembled. She rubbed her wrists and put her arms around Shane and Stephanie. "What? Can read my lips? FUCK YOU. I never loved you, you stupid moron. It was a set up from Day One. A McMahon child has no love in her heart for anyone."
Chris shook his head. "No! You can't mean that—" Morgan nodded. "I do. And Dad, the McMahon legacy is going down. The WWF is going to be GONE. Ashes to ashes, dust to dust. It's going to crumble right before your very eyes. And the new generation of Shane, Stephanie, and Morgan McMahon is going to be taking over."
"So Sacrificing Morgan was all a fucking game?" Chris demanded. Morgan nodded. "Yeah, basically. And you thought I wasn't a good actress. Boy, did you get shitted on. It was nice while it lasted, Chris. The sex was great!"
Chris buried his head in his hands. "You little bitch!" He screamed. Morgan slapped hands with her sister. "I learned from the best." She paused. "I'll be seeing you around, Chris. And the WWF too. Let the bodies hit the floor."
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