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Bailey's POV:

I put the phone down on the kitchen table.

Sighing, I look out of the window in hopes of hushing my loud thoughts. now that they have the phone they're becoming a real threat.

If those videos were to be streamed cops will get involved. I surely don't need more problems in my life.

"Hey, how did it go?" Blake wonders making his presence in the house known. He was outside making sure 'no harm touches old carter'.

Blake is the only person that witnessed my whole life with his eyes. He has been there since elementary school, stood up for me, and was there when I needed him but like everyone else he wanted something in return too, he wanted my feelings that were already dead.

At first, I kept refusing it and pushing him away but then when I killed my ex, who by the way didn't deserve to live, the time came when I needed a second hand, someone who I was sure would never snitch.

lying at that time about my feelings wasn't the worst I've done, and is still not the worst. I mean when you have a dead body to hide you wouldn't give a shit if you're playing with people's hearts, that sounded a bit harsher than I intended.

"They know better than to mess with me. Now, I have something in mind, sit down we need to discuss it," I inform him.

He sits down and I start making the plan while talking, it kind of comes naturally, "I still haven't sent the date and location. I want you to find an abandoned warehouse that'll be far from the city," I inform.

"Don't you think it'd be better if I went in your place? Like that, you would be safe and if the police are involved already you would have time to run away," he argues.

I shrug my shoulders, "I'm planning on ending this now and forever, I need you to stay hidden."

"Hidden from what?"

"I'm almost sure the videos will get to the police sooner or later. That Andrea isn't going down without a fight so she shall receive one. I'll be meeting them, once you get the chance I want you to end her life. But not before you make sure I have the phone." I explain playing with the phone this whole time.

"They would be waiting for me to make a move, they would never suspect you would kill,"

He hesitates before speaking, that might mean he doesn't like the plan. I never said he should like the plan.

Blake scratches the back of his head as if he's nervous to speak his mind, "do we have to kill her?"

"Why? did you develop feelings for her too?" I ask while leaning forward.

He shakes his head in objection, "no! It's just that," he pauses and avoided eye contact, " we don't have to do this. It's useless,"

"The only useless thing is you if you don't do as I say," I attack him losing my temper, wrong move.

He furrows his eyebrows, "excuse me?"

"I'm sorry," I apologize and rush to him, "I'm so sorry," I caress his cheek, "you know I'm stressed I didn't mean to get mad at you,"

When he moves his head away from my hand I add, "you know I love you, right?"

"You're only using me for revenge aren't you?" He States facts putting my hand back to my side.

Wow, now he's using his brain. Of course you pathetic prick.

I inhale sharply acting shocked, "never dare!" I spit. Maybe that was a little bit overdramatic?

When I get no response I cup his cheeks with my hands, "I'm not using you, Blake. You're the one who offered to help me but if you don't want to do that I understand,"

"No, I didn't mean that," he argues. Now ladies and gents, playing with others' emotions is an art not everyone can master but we can avoid being dumb and falling for such cheap tricks.

I walk back slowly to my seat and sigh, "I know this must be crazy but I'm doing this for the both of us. You have always complained about losing to Gabriel carter so if we get rid of Andrea he will be devastated to even think about work," I articulate.

That's not the whole reason but I need to keep Blake under control, I can't lose him especially in these times.

"I'll go now I have some work to do," he stands up and leaves after I nod with a small smile.

He'll need some time to eat the lie and that's what I don't have, I hope he starts searching for a warehouse asap.

I head to my room that's located at Blake's place and throw myself on the bed. Now how can I pass time? Maybe call Gabriel and chat a little bit, or...

I walk to my closet and grab my old camera, why not check how's the past doing?

I look at the first picture, and stay there longer than I intend, like every other time. My mom's beauty never ceases to amaze me, if such an angel was taken from this world brutally why does everyone else deserves to stay.

She used to smile all the time and as a child, I never understood where she brought all that happiness from.

We had nothing, we were poor, she used to get beaten up all the time and she had to work to provide us with food. Now I understand, faking a smile isn't that hard once you get used to it.

But I still wish and hope the ones she drew on her face when she was with me were real.

And then I got to the memories with my ex where I hated myself, every time I see him, only one thought crosses my mind. damn, I could've done so much better.

I was stupid and naive, I didn't have self-love that's why I fell deeply in love with the first person who showed me affection. A major mistake that isn't going to happen again.

then there is a lot of pics with Blake, one picture of my ex's dead body just to remind myself I'm strong enough for this world. In the end, I always keep my mom's death video.

I have watched it countless times, and every time I had a breakdown after it. It's like living the same moment over and over again with the same pain.

Nothing heals even when time passes, whoever told you that you're going to be alright after being torn down and broken is lying.

It still hurts...

And will forever hurt.

So you just have to shove your emotions away and turn them off.

You won't go anywhere if you use your heart.

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I get a notification on my phone.

I reach for it on the nightstand, after the breakdown I had my body feels numb. Is that normal? My whole life isn't normal so it probably doesn't matter.

Blake has sent a message, an address. As I know Blake, he's still thinking about our last argument but he's too used to doing what I say that no matter if I sound unreal or how much implosive I can get he never says no.

I google the address and find the place, it's about an hour far from the city, been closed since 1998.

Sounds good to me.

I write a text, and try my best to seem polite, 'dear ex-boyfriend, tomorrow, Edgewater medical center, 6 pm, you have till 6:30 or daddy carter won't see another day. love and kisses, Bailey'

Perfect.

I cross my legs while I sit on my bed, it got quite boring in here.

Knocks on my door bring me out of my thoughts, I give the person behind my door permission to come in. As I expected it was Blake, he had a bag carried in his hand.

He comes near and sits on my bed, "you know I love you too," he starts with a low voice as if he's regretting not saying it before. Eyes fixed on the floor, he continues, "I was mad that's why I didn't say it back this morning. It's just that... you've been on edge around me lately and snap at anything I say and it got on my nerve,"

He looks back at me with a smile on his face making me smile too, sadly. I almost got caught rolling my eyes at his words.

Blake takes my hand and caresses the back of it with his thumb, "I just want you to know that I'll always love you bailey, you're my first and last love," he confesses for the billionth time. Damn men are so easy to manipulate! they should use their minds more.

"I love you too, and I'm very sorry." I hug him to get this over with and feel his hands on my back.

I pat his back when he doesn't break the hug, it's been a minute, hugs don't take that long!

I'm not an affectionate person, you've probably figured it out by now. When he leans away we sit there in silence.

"What's in the bag?" I ask eying the object suspiciously. He grabs it and offers me a gun that he grabbed from the bag.

"Ohh! I needed a new one!" I cheer and grab the dangerous object. I tried it before it's quite deadly!

I lost mine when I killed father, it wasn't licensed anyway so I had to get rid of it at some point.

"Thanks, I love it," I mutter smiling at him. It wouldn't be that bad to end it all with the gun that Blake gave me. I know I have always been using him but I do realize that without him I wouldn't have survived.

When the silence settles for too long again, Blake speaks up, "we should talk about the plan again, last time didn't go well," he chuckles a bit at the end.

'It didn't end well because you decided to be an emotional bastard' I wanted to say but decided to keep the nice act until the last moment.

"Yeah, I'll explain it again with more details." he nods giving me the sign to continue.

"Around 8 am we'll leave for the building. I want you to find a perfect hiding spot inside, not too close to the entrance nor too far," I explain. his expressions show that he was in deep thought, eyes looking to the side, eyebrows frowned. Yup, he didn't understand.

I resist the urge to roll my eyes at his slow brain and put a fake smile on " I know you don't get it, Blake, let's not worry about this step I'll decide where you'll hide,"

"I'm not thinking about that. Wouldn't it be too dangerous to execute the plan inside the building? if cops were involved the building will be surrounded and we wouldn't be able to escape," he points out the flow, I need to give him more credit for his smart boy moments.

I put my hand on my chin to act like I'm thinking about it. In fact, I went through every possible scenario in my head, I'm almost 80℅ sure that the police will be involved. If we decided to stay outside, Blake wouldn't have the chance to kill Andrea because his hiding spot wouldn't be close enough.

In a perfect world... I would have my phone back, kill Andrea and then disappear. But also I wouldn't be planing on killing right now so obviously this isn't a perfect world.

"Police aren't going to be involved that's for sure, and if somehow they were you should do your job and then run. I'll be right behind you," I lie...

"you do realize I'm not dumb?" he questions out of nowhere with a blank expression, voice dry, "you do also realize that I've been following you with my own will all these years regardless of knowing everything you planed behind my back?"

Shocked, or maybe stunned by his outburst, I look back at Blake who isn't breaking eye contact with my mouth slightly open. Words... I need words but my brain betrays me.

"I hate it when you take me for an idiot." He adds turning his head to the other side in what seems like disappointment.

I rest my hand on his shoulder to comfort him and try to reason my wrong acts towards him, "I never took you for an idiot Blake if I hide things from you it's for your own sake. You're already too entangled with my problems I don't want to add more to it,"

His dry laugh fills the room making me uneasy, he then takes my hand from his shoulder and eyes me with such hatred.

"so if Gabriel loved you you would've left him and came back to me?" He asks then throws his hands in the air like he's gone insane. "Actually don't say anything, I already know the answer. I have always been the second choice."

"Don't say that you know it's not true. I told you I wanted Gabriel for his money."

Lie...

"I wanted to help you since your company was in crisis."

Lie...

"But you, like everyone else, think I'm evil and trying to manipulate you. All I ever wanted is your happiness since you did so Much for mine,"

All lies.

"You always doubt my love for you. Whatever I do It's never enough for you." I cry.

when I catch the glimpse of pity in his eyes I look at the sheets of my bed. Tears falling on them making the color on those places darker.

"I'm never enough for anyone."

Blake takes me in his embrace, stroking my hair gently he whispers, "you have always been enough, Bailey. I don't want you to take me as a tool only that's all, I've always been okay with being one as long as I'm close to you but I want to be more and I know I'm not allowed to,"

"You've always been more to me you idiot, you're the person who has been with me through it all. it's thanks to you that I'm still here." I mumble to his chest.

"The only person who really loves me is you... I love you, Blake. I know I'm fucked up and my life is fucked up, everything about me is fake except the love I feel for you,"

I continue mumbling what comes to my mind not taking time to think about it, "It's sad that you can't see it and you can't believe me but I understand you... It's not easy to believe a crazy sociopath..."

"...I don't even know what's true about me anymore" I finish my last statement. Maybe part of this is true, maybe I do love him, I don't even know.

I just know that I'm not going to regret saying any of this, if there was even a tiny part of it that's true then I can say my life wasn't all a lie.

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we set everything up, Blake is leaning on a wall near the spot he's supposed to hide in while I'm sitting on a dusty table. Now we just need the guests to arrive.

At 6:25 the door swings open carefully. They teasing me or something? I was going to send the instructions to take some random old man down, seems like he's got plenty it time to live.

"Andrea always so fashionably late." I welcome them jumping off the table. As I expected Gabriel and Andrea both came to make my day.

They walk to the middle of the place quietly and stop at the center.

"What? No greetings?" I pout walking toward them, "rude of you ex-boyfriend."

I take a quick glance at blake but couldn't catch him, perfect he's not showing. When I look back at them Andrea is glaring at me, " we are not here to joke around. Take your damn Phone and let's go our own ways," she hisses.

"Alright, alright," I say and walk to take the phone from Andrea's hand however, she takes her hand back the moment I reach for it.

"How will we know you're going to leave us alone?" Gabriel asks being all smarty.

"You have my word," I reassure them.

Gabriel starts laughing while Andrea scoffs, "you really think we're going to take your word for it?" She asks.

She has a point. I laugh along with my ex and utter, "you're right, even I can't take myself seriously."

"Before we give you the phone I want to know if everything was fake from the start?" He mutters, aw! he's still such a baby, I thought he learned his lesson.

"Why do you care? You left me, Right?" I answered smiling, "but for your pretty eyes I'll tell you."

"Yes, everything was planned from the very start. The little accident we had, guess who called you that day?" I start to explain my evil plan.

"Yes right," I chuckle when I see his expressions changing, realization showing on his face, "you were so easy to manipulate. Just a bat of my eyelashes and you were gone."

"I guess I'm that pretty." I put my hands around my face to hide my blush, "right Andy?"

"You did all of this for what? What was your goal?" Gabriel talks again with a mad tone, he's such a bad actor. This whole situation is quite entertaining, Andrea really made me disappointed in her, thinking of her as a smart opponent all this time for my height expectations to be broken like this. I mean couldn't they find a better way to gain time for the cops? this is an old trick.

"honestly I was just bored and then I saw you and you caught my attention," I shrug my shoulders, "I got pretty obsessed, stalked you a lot, and then knew you had money so I was like that's the jackpot."

"Damn all of this is really clishè, the villain explaining her plan and why she did all of that blabla..."

"Sounds like a basic movie." I chuckle. I'm taking the weight of the conversation on my shoulders, look at me all chatty and energetic.

"About time police comes in," I add, and as if on cue the door breaks open.

"YAAY!" I cheer seeing the building feeling up with cops.

"You're crazy!" Andy compliments, I do take it as a compliment because someone wise or great once said 'with geniusness comes a little of crazitiy'. now we're going to act like those words exist, I don't think it's the right time to argue about that.

"Thanks captain obvious," I genuinely thank her.

I grab my pack back that was on my back all this time, I take my gun out and leave it there in my hand.

I hear a police officer shout, "throw the weapon away and put your hands where we can see them. The building is surrounded you can't escape anywhere."

Please, I stopped trying to escape long time ago, There's only one place to go from here.

I eye the place Blake is still hiding in and take the gun slowly and point it to my head, Blake didn't freak or anything because he knows this is part of the plan... He only knows one part of the plan too.

I smile and tittle my head as a signal for him to start the execution, while I try to make my breaths normal again. There are so many sounds shouting outside my mind but it's too quiet at the same time, it's funny how I'm living that moment in the movies where the voices start fading away around you.

I might be the villain in Andrea's story but I sure am the heroine in my own story.

"It was nice meeting you all," I scream for everyone to hear me, "bye bitches hope to see you in hell," this should be a memorable goodbye.

I close my eyes letting those height voices fade away again, I have nothing left here for me. I'm not a coward I can do this.

I'm coming mom I missed ya...

And before I change my decision I pull the trigger.

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Hello beautiful people,

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