Page 4 of Stolen Kisses
It was like I’d just stepped into a nightmare.
Maria fell to the floor screaming and crying.
Crying and screaming.
The guns left my hands, the metal echoing against the walls as they landed on the floor.
No …
She must have been asleep, or something. She must have …
Lifeless was how you looked when you were asleep. Right?
But her eyes were open, unseeing and her pale skin was even lighter, lips a shade of blue I’d seen too many times in my young life. And, the bed was covered in blood.
There was so much blood.
Still that couldn’t mean what my brain was telling me.
Christina was my little sister.
My sister.
Pa asked me to take care of her and Ma. On his death bed it was the only thing he had asked of me. I did it. I took care of them always, that was my first priority above everything.
So, this wasn’t really what I thought.
“Christina, get up.” I walked closer, right up to the bed and that was when I saw it.
A note. A note tagged to her stomach. It said:
Whore, this is what you get
“No …” I shook my head in disbelief. “This can’t be happening.”
No …
No …
“Noooooo!” I cried out reaching for her. I picked her up and held her against me. She was so cold and lifeless.
My beautiful baby sister.
My sister.
Someone killed her.
Someone had taken her from me.
Chapter 2
Dante
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Present day …
I’d brought lilies today …
