Author's note: This chapter is not told in chronological order. This may cause some confusion, but I think after reading it twice it won't be a problem to puzzle the pieces together. Here goes ;)
"So now you're here at the very end: blood-splattered, frightened, drugged. And you don't have a clue what's going on. And everybody's dead. So what are you gonna do?"
Vivienne smashed against the marble, breaking her nose. He just stood there, watching her bleed as she dropped to the floor. Her hands were cold, her legs were shaking - a bloody mess.
His car chased along the downtown streets. The bright lights of the lampposts and midnight discotheques blinded Romeo as he held her close, pressing his left hand tightly against her breast. Blood ran from the wound. She'd never make it. It was his fault.
"I see you came alone." Romeo's voice rang like a thud inside her head. Don't let him get to you that easy. Get it together. You don't wanna die like that, do you? He can't find out. If he does, you're done for. Say something. Say something! …Gogo's feet weakened and she collapsed to the floor, motionless.
"No!" Satsuro shouted as the cold steel pierced his shoulder. He never saw her enter. But now, one quick move, just one turn… The bullets danced on her belly like the rain on early morning puddles. She screamed. And then the blonde one too… Black.
"What a fucked-up night, huh?" He sounded strange… Vivienne slid aside, letting him sit down beside her. He flipped a cigarette into his mouth and exhaled loudly. "What's with your face?" He asked. She turned away. The rain got worse – the make-up didn't help.
Lorelei checked her watch. He was late. How could he be late? Now! He told her to meet him here as always. Did he go alone? Is he crazy? That son of a bitch won't survive a second on his own… This is the last time I'm saving your dumb ass.
"C'mon, stop fucking bleeding! What the hell were you thinking? What the fuck's the matter with you? I never told you to come looking for me. I never asked for your help. Why didn't you let her kill me? You never fucking asked me if I didn't want to! I wanted to! You hear me now? You fucking hear me now, you no-good fucking whore! I wanted to! And now I'm here. And you're gonna die. For nothing!" The tears blinded him. He felt their salty taste on his lips. He made a hard turn, crossing a cop. The siren blasted.
Shostakovich's Waltz resounded like thunder in Gogo's skull. What was he thinking? Why was he helping you? Here you are, served up on a fucking plate and he's carrying you through the hall. Waiters. Guests. Champagne. Shostakovich. Death's medley.
She crawled to the pavement. That girl shot her. But she didn't aim too well. What the fuck, that girl looked like a platoon had just taken shooting lessons on her stomach. So what now? Shout for help? You can't even moan. Wait! That couple… C'mon. One scream. One little squeal. They'll hear you. My god, you're pathetic.
Lorelei woke up. The overhead mirror wasn't nice: her eyes were bloodshot and her nose ran like hell. But she survived. How stupid to die in a car crash on this kind of day…
Satsuro's car wheeled through the highway as Vivienne tried to fight off his grip. This was not the way to go. Not like this and not because of him. She bit his arm!
Gogo fell asleep in Romeo's backseat. What a fucking joke. That little fuck had drugged her drink. And now he had Vivienne. Sick, twisted swine had quite the night. One day he's all over you and now he's off, raping your friend. Sarcasm helps in situations like these.
The tires screeched. Twice.
The car smashed into the parking lot.
Lorelei's car… She had an accident. Gogo jolted awake from the sudden halt. Vivienne's car… Jesus fucking Christ!
"C'mon, let's go, let's go, let's go!" The doctors ran the bloody mess that was Lorelei on a thin bed through the corridor. Romeo ran close behind.
He thrust the door open: three bodies lay there in the dark. Lorelei. A blonde. That boy.
Gogo smashed her fist against his neck, slamming him to the ground. Her heel cracked his nose. They're dead. They're all dead!
"Stop here. Wait right there!" Romeo kicked against the wall in fury. Now he was to wait until they told him she was dead. Now he had lots of time to drown in his own blame.
Punch. Another. Another. He doesn't seem to mind. Fucking freak. He keeps whispering. A girl's name: "Lorelei…Lorelei…". Punch him again! Shut the fuck up!
"Oh my good, poor thing! Morris, get the car, quick!" The woman sat down beside Gogo.
Act dead. Act fucking dead!
Gogo whipped out his gun. Romeo closed his eyes. He was ready. If it's to be like this, it's just as well. She's dead too. So what fucking right to live have you got?
Lorelei aimed once. The bullet penetrated Gogo's leg. Yubari fell to the ground, yelping in pain. "Lorelei!" Romeo leaped up and grabbed her. Her eyes were white.
The couple rode along the street. Gogo opened her eyes.
"So now you're here at the very end: blood-splattered, frightened, drugged. And you don't have a clue what's going on. And everybody's dead. So what are you gonna do?"
Yubari felt the blade of her knife under her skirt sharpen with lust.
Bloodlust.
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