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Chapter 23
1st Monday, 4:25 a.m.
"Luther." She reassured herself that she still had Bobby's gun tucked into her waistband in the back, under her large sweater.
"Oh, I'm so glad you could make it! And I think I speak for Aiden, too."
Makenzee looked at her sister. Her hair was matted with blood; her mouth was taped shut with duct tape. Tears made thin lines through the dirt on her cheeks. "Aiden," she whispered.
"So, tell me Mackie, how's Bobby doing?" Luther said. She didn't answer. "Not talking to me, are you? Hmm, we can change that."
"Why are doing this?"
"Because you lied, I don't like liars. They can rot in hell."
"At least tell me why you brought us back here."
"Well, this place has so many good memories already, I figured, why not add a few more. Besides, you'll never have to worry about coming here again. Well, more like you'll never leave here again." He snickered, "How well do you remember this place, Mak? Hmm? The dirt; I'm sure it would sting jsut as much as it did when it dug into your ittie bittie hands so many years ago. Maybe you'll get lucky, maybe you can experience that pain again. I'll do whatever it takes to make you happy," Luther taunted.
"All you care about is control. You crave on it!" Makenzee said. "But you don't have control anymore. I think you knew that, that's why you took Aiden. Because I was slipping out of your grasp. But guess what, Luther, bringing me back to the same place you first tried to destroy isn't gonna work. It didn't work then, and it won't work now. Face it, as much as you want me to be, I'm not a child anymore."
"Yes, inside you are."
"No," Makenzee gripped her hand over Bobby's gun. "I'm not, and you can't handle that!"
"Don't raise your voice to me!"
"See, you need to control me! You're crazy!"
"Do you know what I did to the last person who called me crazy? I destroyed her! I ruined her life, kidnapped her child, killed him, and then killed her! Slaughtered her is more like it," he laughed at the memory, sending chills up Makenzee's spine. "And no one found out. No one even knows she's dead. They think she took her kid and ran away to New Zealand. And no one will find you either." He said. "So, which one of you should I kill first?" He counted, waving his gun from Aiden to Makenzee, "Einee meenie miinie moe, ah, what the hell," he looked at Aiden.
Luther raised the gun to her head and closed his finger over the trigger. The deafening sound of gunfire filled the warehouse.
A/N: Hope y'all liked it. One chappie to go...if ya want it, i think ya know what certain little button to press and what keys to hit! hint hint, thanks!