Chapter 18
Eric P.O.V
That fucking Bitch, I'll tell you. She knows, she remembers everything. She has too. There is no fucking way he came back here and now without knowing that she is here. Time to speed up my plan. It may not go down the way I want... But at least when this ends I will know I fucked him up.
I go to room 214, only five doors down from the living quarters that I share with the Bitch and that little shit. I don't knock, I just walk in. The room is painted black, the room has a massive TV monitor that takes over a huge wall. It has a desk with a computer and files on it. David is sitting there, typing, recording the latest experiment he has made on that idiot child in the other room.
"What is it, I'm busy." David demands, he hates being interrupted.
"They returned. Four, Christina and their friend Zeke." I say with my hands on my hips.
"What? How is that? You said you had things under control." David said.
"You need to get out of here, I don't know how much they know. They were looking for her brother." I say.
I make my way over the computer, taking over the keyboard without asking. As I pull a hard drive out of my pocket, David eyes me suspiciously.
"What are you going to do?" David asks.
"I'm going to watch his heart break and then I'm going to kill everything he loves." I answer.
"Good, I expect all this to be taken care of before the day ends." He says as he gets up and leaves.
I can't help but compare David to Max (former and deceased leader of Dauntless). Both idiots, both think they are in control. The truth is no one is in control. They are both on a high, thinking they are Kings of their Kingdom. Both of them never understood that "ALL GOOD THINGS COME TO AN END," you just have to make sure when the end comes you go out in glory. Which is how I expect to end this.
Four will come, he will find me. I'll be here waiting. I click on files, projecting them on the massive screen behind me. I will watch his heart break one last time.
I sit in the computer chair, waiting. The videos behind me on a loop, the sound is loud enough to grab anyone's attention.
Finally I hear the door, the knob is turning. It took him long enough. I stay seated for now. I'll let him take in my home made videos. The door opens slowly, a gun pointing towards me, I see him. He isn't alone, he has his other minions with him. Good more witnesses. The hidden grin within me widens. He walks in the room, taking in the scenery. His eyes first finds mine. But it doesn't take long for his wondering eyes to catch what is being displayed.
"What the fuck is this?" He says, mouth open wide.
Behind me the screen has two movies playing at once. Both very noticeably filmed at the same locations. Both footage are focused on the same couch, with the same woman laying down naked. The difference is the man that is on top of her.
"You like my home made movies, Four?" I say letting my grin show.
"Oh my god!" I hear Christina say. I glance behind Four, good they are all watching.
"You son of a bitch! Where is she?" Four says, anger in his eyes. Attention back on me as he points the gun at me, ready to release the bullet at any moment.
"You don't get to know that." I say.
"How are you even alive?" Zeke says. Holding his gun out, just as anxious to squeeze the trigger.
"You guys are such idiots. The whole time, you thought you were talking to me, that you shot me. I was sitting five feet away from where you were looking." I say feeling triumphant right now.
"How is that possible?" Christina asks.
"Hallucination serum, we were all breathing it in, Sweetheart." I answer.
"Turn that off, right now." A voice from behind them say.
"Turn it off yourself." I answer.
"You son of a bitch, tell me where she is! You're already dead!" Four says. I watch his eyes, they can't help sneak glances at the footage. Each time hurt strikes his face.
"How does it feel Four? She thinks she is mine. You hear that? That's my name she is yelling. Mine! She thinks you are the enemy. She doesn't want you. She even thinks that little shit of a kid is mine." I say wanting to get under his skin more. Seeing him reach his breaking point, I take in my final moments of glory.
"What did you do to her?" Four says anger clearly starting to get the best of him.
"You mean other then FUCK her brains out like she asked. We gave her a little serum, the Jeanine special we call it." I say. Why not? What's done is done.
"You sorry excuse for a human being! Where is she?" Four says. Patients is running out, anger is boiling evident on his face. Won't be long now.
"Fuck it! I'll find her myself!" He says taking another step closer, pointing the gun with only his right hand, aiming, ready to squeeze. I hear the final bangs and darkness takes me over.