Dont Pray For Me

MICHELLE POV

They told me not to come here tonight, to just wait until things cooled down, but I just couldnt do it. The longer I stayed away from Brian the more he slipped away from me, and that was unacceptable.

I left Vals house and tracked Brian and his bitch down to a hotel that was usually deserted. The honeymoon suite was on the very top floor where no one would be able to hear the bitch scream. I got changed into a different outfit and grabbed my knife instead of my gun.

There was nowhere for her to carry a gun and at this point things were very personal and I wanted to LITERALLY feel her life leave her body as I slit her throat. I yearn for her blood on my hands, that last gasping breath until the light leaves her eyes.

There was no way I was backing down now, it was perfectly planned, and I would do whatever it takes to have my man back in my arms, where he belongs.

Just like I said there was only one person working the reception area.

"Welcome! How can I help you?" the woman asked. Her cheerful attitude was starting to irritate me, so shes gotta die!

I looked at her and pulled my knife out jabbing it right through her eye socket. "I dont need your fucking help" I whispered. The sudden pop and spurt of blood gave me the most amazing feeling in the world. I looked into her other eye as she dwindled away and died, collapsing on the floor, her body twitching ever so slightly.

I pulled my knife back out of her eye and some of the blood squirted all over my face. I nudged her to make sure was dead then shoved her body out of my way so I could access her computer and find the room number that the love of my life was staying in.

"Here I come baby" I smiled as I turned to grab the key I needed from the rack. I caught a glimpse of my blood ridden face in the reflection of the silver key. I took my hand and smeared the dead womans blood all over my face without even realizing it.

I knew at that point I went crazy, and there was no turning back. The old Michelle died a long time ago when Brian and I went our separate ways.

The elevator ride was short, but it gave me enough time to really think about things. If I couldnt get Brian back then I dont want to be alive anymore. Gena is dead and I dont have my love anymore, so whats the point?

I stood at his door and took a deep breath, "You will die tonight bitch."

I tapped lightly on the door in front of me, and then stuck the key in the lock. The tiny click let me now that I unlocked the door and I swung it open, keeping my eyes on Brian the whole time.

"Michelle?" he questioned. I was destroyed by what he did that I couldnt hold back the tears anymore. I cried so hard and they both just stared at me with confused faces.

"How could you do this to me Bri? You were supposed to marry me! It was supposed to be me and you! How could you!?" I yelled through my sobs. I wanted him to feel the hurt that I felt, and I NEEDED her to feel pain and suffering, she had to feel it.

"Jesus christ, are you fucking crazy?" Gretchen asked from her spot at his side. I eyeballed the gigantic ring on her finger and instead of sorrow everything turned into anger and loathing.

I turned my glare to her and pulled my knife back out, "he belongs with me and everyone knows that. Its only a matter of time before you're dead and he comes back to me" I stated with confidence.

Brian let out a sigh, "Michelle, thats not going to happen, you need to leave." Brian pushed Gretchen behind his back, that hurt my heart all over again.

"You belong in a fucking looneybin!" she screamed from behind him. Thats when things went red.

Everything turned red and the aggression was unleashed.

GRETCHEN POV

After my last comment Michelle rushed us with the knife. I shoved Brian out of the way because I had my knife in my hand the whole time. He clashed with the floor while both Michelle and I swung our knives at each other.

I let out an ear piercing screech as her knife hit my lower arm, somehow our knives were thrown from our grasp and I swung my fist at her hitting her in the face. "Why the fuck cant you move on!?" I screamed as she grabbed a handful of my hair and ripped it from my head.

Brian must have hit his head in the fall because he was laying on the floor unconscious. "Hes still mine you stupid fucking bitch! He will never really belong to you. I was the first woman he ever really loved and wanted to be with forever!" she seethed.

I threw my fist into her stomach as hard as I could and she took a step back trying to catch her breath. "Uggh fuck" Brian mumbled standing to his feet while holding his head. The second he came to his senses he grabbed Michelle around the waist and held her away from me.

"Stop it right fucking now Michelle" he warned.

By now I was beyond pissed that she ruined my wedding night. "Babe, move" I demanded with a crooked smirk. She came here for a reason and I was going to make her regret it. She needed to understand that Brian and I are married and we plan on being together until the end of time.

"no" he replied.

"I said MOVE, NOW" I stated a little louder. "She came for a fight, and thats what I plan on giving her Brian" I said.

He looked at me for a split second before shaking his head and letting Michelle from his grips. I lunged at Michelle and threw us both onto the hardwood floor. I had my fists balled so tightly my knuckles were white, until they collided with her nose.

Her blood spewed everywhere covering my fist and some parts of my clothes, I couldnt even tell you what we were screaming at each other or what Brian was doing the whole time because I was too focused on beating the living shit out of this stupid broad.

I was straddling her and hitting her until she gained enough force to throw me off of her and onto the floor where I hit the corner of the bed frame. The room around me began to spin and I could see her and Brian both fighting their way to get to the knives, but she prevailed when she kneed him in the balls.

"That was a fucking cheap shot!" I declared reaching out to get my knife. "All is fair in love and war" she smiled as she swung the knife down towards me. I tried to roll out of the way but with how exhausted I was I didnt get away in time and she buried the knife into my thigh until the only thing showing was the hilt.

I let out another cry as she laughed, thats when Brian finally was able to jump back up to his feet, fury in his eyes.

"This is fucking enough!" he stated as he hit her in the face with all his might, knocking her out cold. She hit the floor with a loud thud and he knelt down beside me, wrapping my bloody arm and thigh with the shirt he ripped up.

"Do you wanna finish her off baby?" he asked shaking his hand. I shook my head and grabbed his belt and tie from the ground. "Neither, we're taking her home" I grinned after we got her tied up.

We cleaned up and then erased the security footage as well as the computer ledgers, there would be no proof of us being here now. He tried to pick her up but dead weight is very heavy.

"Holy hell, shes heavier than I remember" he joked.

I helped Brian shove her in the trunk and we headed towards the house, just a little bummed about how the evening that was supposed to be amazing turned out. I was supposed to drink, laugh, have amazing sex all night long, and cuddle with my new husband.

Not fight stalker psycho ex girlfriends.

"We can always have another honeymoon baby," he whispered as he brought my knuckles up to his mouth for a kiss. "I know baby, we will figure it all out, as long as im with you I will be happy."

How did I get so lucky to have an amazing man like him?

Even this drive back home was perfect, well for the circumstances. We dragged her into the cellar and tied her to a chair that was bolted to the ground. She wasnt going anywhere even if she got out because all the exits are locked now.

"Lets not wake anyone up yet, they need rest" I said.

"I locked everything up and Michelle is chained to a bolted chair so she wont be able to get out, plus shes gagged so she wont wake anyone up. Lets get some rest baby" he pecked my lips.

I bit on my lip and dragged him towards our bedroom, "Im definitely not done with you yet" I whispered as I shut the door behind us.

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