Page 157 of Judas

“Such a beautiful whore for me, wife.“

“U— until the… cosmos… die.”

The End

Well… for Nadia and Kace.

Surprise inmate!

There’s more beyond this page.

Gear up for Sadie & Babel’s story.

But wait, Alair, she’s so young!

Yes, we love age-gaps around here.

Now turn the damn page.

Extended Epilogue One

Sadie

If my phone makes that stupid chirping sound one more time, I’m going to break it. Dad insists I carry one, even makes sure to remind me about it every time we walk out the door—suppose he is scared I’m going to disappear again. That doesn’t mean I like it. I still hate this fucking thing, but if it makes him happy… whatever. It would likely be easier to put a tracking device under my skin somewhere—help alleviate the repetitive disagreements.

Just wish the stupid thing would stop dinging. Even when I put it on mute, hellDND, it still makes sounds for some people. Especially one very irritating sentry. All business, no muss, no fuss, most salt with his pepper hair. A charming smile that he thinks I never catch, and a relentless need to hunt me down.

Tired of hearing my phone, I pull up our text messages again and shoot off another one. Dad walks up and starts talking to my mom, right as I get sucked into the back and forth. Fingers fly over the keyboard as insult flows through me like second nature. Now needing something to tone Dad out as he starts to flirt—disgusting. I’m sitting right here, for fucks sake.

S

Is the comprehension decline getting the best of you today, old man? Go A-W-A-Y.

Klingon

Better stop while you’re ahead, Sunshine.

S

I’m out with my mom and dad right now. I don’t appreciate you trying to be an overbearing fuck today. Stop ruining my night, ‘Lias!

Klingon

Try again. Wrecking your evening will be one of the highlights to mine, I promise.

S

You better not, this event is important.

Klingon

And you’re important to me.

S

Lias, you don’t know me! You can’t sit there and tell me I’m important when we’re strangers. I am not that damaged teenager anymore. I don’t need your help or your protection.

Now, fuck OFF.

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