Day-to-Day

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Chapter Twenty-five

"I did…didn't mean to," Lisa apologized. "I don't know what happened to me…"

"Save it for someone who actually cares," snapped Kyra before leaving the house by the back door.

"I'm a terrible person, aren't I?"

"No, Leese, that wasn't you. You aren't a killer. Someone hurt you. It's okay…" soothed Jackson, smiling at her.

"She hates me."

"Mom, we need to leave," Myra reminded them both. She had been forgotten much of the time and she knew that with her mother's fragile state, it would take the combined effort of her and Kyra to get them all out alive. Kyra knew Miami and Myra knew the people following them. Myra had lived with the same assassins that were following them now. She knew that all four of them had been marked for termination; not just Jackson Rippner as originally planned.

"Come on, Lisa." Jackson ushered her out the back door. Lisa supported him because of the wound she had inflicted. Myra followed them both, keeping an eye out for any potential killers. They were far from safety.

"Hurry up!" Kyra hissed from beside the BMW. She was frowning and obviously annoyed.

"Hurry up, Ms. Richardson. Jackson Rippner will stop at nothing to kill you. You must kill him before he kills you. Do you remember what he did to you before?" questioned a man, a man named Max.

"Yes," she whispered. "He killed my love and tried to kill me."

"Jackson Rippner used to be a good man. Then he lost his mind. I need you to help me take him down. He thinks you are his bitch…but she's dead. Lisa Reisert is dead. Do you understand?"

"YES!" she gasped as Max Ryder tightened his grip upon her throat.

"Good."

"It was Max, Jackson. He was behind it all," Lisa whispered to him. "He hurt me. It was him and everyone he could find with a grudge against you."

"I know Lisa. I already took care of him. He stabbed Jack," he reassured her. "He won't hurt anyone again."

She nodded and he gave her a quick kiss on the forehead before reaching forthe carkeys in his nonexistent jacket's pockets.

"Dad? Where the hell are the keys?" Kyra demanded.

"Look in the jacket!" he called back, rolling his blue eyes.

"She's just like you, isn't she?" Lisa asked him. She felt terrible about having missed out on her daughter's life. Myra had turned out fine, yet Kyra had become a troubled young woman. What had happened to her oldest daughter over the years? What had she endured?

"Yeah, but she's stubborn like you."

She smiled. Tracking Jackson around the world had not left her much time to watch her daughter. She had misssed out on Kyra's life.

"Mom! Look out!" cried Myra in warning, as she spotted a few figures in black. They had been found.

Lisa turned around in just enough time to see the gun aimed at her heart. The trigger was pulled and the bullet slammed into her stomach. The world went quiet despite the other gunshots and the screams that she knew filled the air.

She could feel Jackson's arms around her; supporting her.

As she watched the insanity, Kyra fell to the ground, blood pouring from a headshot. Myra collapsed as well, with several bullet holes apparent.

"No," she whispered; her voice quivering as an assassin dressed in black reached them and aimed the gun behind her.

Suddenly, she was falling…falling into a void of blackness…

Author's Notes:

This ended up being a really short chapter. I decided not to go into much detail with her brainwashing. There was violence involved in at and Max was behind it. He was behind most everything in the story. It was his minions that followed them from the school. There's only the epilogue left now, and one final twist! Enjoy!