Filed To Story: Pretty Poisoned Novel by Elle Mitchell
We don’t speak, and I don’t look back. I don’t look down at my own bloodstained hands. I stare at the illuminated path. It feels like it takes ten times longer than it did this morning, but eventually, we make it to the clearing where they’re working on a hole that isn’t even close to deep enough.
“Oh good,” Declan says, wiping his brow with the back of his hand. “You two can take a shift now.”
He steps away from the very shallow hole and hands me a shovel. I consider protesting, but I know there’s no point. I have no power here. What will it get me besides maybe a hole in the woods for myself?
Brady hands his shovel to Luca and takes a seat on the ground next to Layla’s body. He places his hand on the place where her heart would beat if she were still alive. “I’m so sorry, Layla,” he says.
“Don’t be sorry,” Declan snaps. “There’s nothing to be sorry about.”
I quickly look away and start diggingor try my best anyway. I can barely get the shovel into the ground, and eventually, Rhett notices.
“Teagan is just making this take more time,” Rhett says.
“I don’t care,” Declan says.
“We’re going to have to do more work because of her,” he says. “She doesn’t even know Layla.”
“She’s a part of this. She’s going to help.”
“Why?” Rhett asks.
“So that he can incriminate her,” Brady says. “It’s obvious, isn’t it?”
I freeze and look at Declan, awaiting a response, but I don’t get one. He looks back at me and raises one eyebrow, challenging me, but I say nothing.
We must stay out there for hours in the cold, digging in shifts, until finally, Declan decides the hole is deep enough, and he and Brady lay her body inside. Then, we cover her grave.
“Brady, Rhettyou can go back to the house,” Declan says. “I’m going to stay with her for a while.”
The two of them say goodbye to Layla one last time before disappearing down the dark trail.
“Luca,” Declan calls, then gestures for him to come closer.
I watch from a few feet away, waiting while they speak in hushed tones. Luca’s eyes dart to me and then back to Declan as he listens to him speak, and he nods.
I know they’re talking about me, and it makes me nervous. Really, really fucking nervous.
“Let’s go, Teagan,” Luca says.
He waits until I’m at his side, and we begin walking down the trail, leaving Declan alone in the clearing.
“Where are we going?” I ask.
“Home,” he says.
“And then what?” I ask.
“I guess you’ll find out when we get there.”
He smiles, but his eyes are like they were at the waterfall this afternooncold and indifferent. I don’t think before I do it; I hear rushing water to my left and break into a run.
“Teagan! Stop!” he calls after me.
His footsteps close in on me much quicker than I’d anticipated, and I panic. I look back over my shoulder and subsequently trip over a root or a stump and fall face-first onto the muddy forest floor. Struggling, I pull myself to my feet, and when I do, Luca’s hand closes around my throat.
“Why would you do that?” he asks, backing me into a tree. “Huh? Why the fuck would you run from me like that?”
“I can’t breathe.”
“I thought you liked me.”
“You’re hurting me please ”
He closes the space between us and slowly releases the grip on my throat, then runs his knuckles up my neck and the side of my cheek.
“I’m sorry,” he says. “I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
Breath heaving, I ask, “Are you going to kill me?”
“What? Why would I kill you, Teagan? Is that why you ran? You thought I was going to kill you?”
I nod.
“I’m not a murderer, Teagan,” he says. “I’ve never killed anyone; I’m not going to kill you, all right?”
“I’m scared,” I tell him. “I don’t want to be out here anymore.”
“I can tell,” Luca says. “You’re terrified, aren’t you, baby? I warned you about that, didn’t I?”
He slides his hand up my thigh, then he grips my ass and presses his erection into me.
Yeah. I guess he did warn me.
“Get on your knees, Teagan.”
“What?”
“You heard me.” He goes for the button on his pants and takes out his cock. “Get on your fucking knees and wrap your pretty lips around my cock. Kiss it and make it better, and maybe I’ll forgive you.”
“Luca ”
“You ran from me. You’re not going anywhere until I come down your throat. Don’t test my fucking patience. I can make it hurt.”
“Okay ”
I reach down and wrap my hand around his cock, then sink down onto my knees in the dirt and take him in my mouth.
“Ah, fuck yes,” he groans. He braces himself against the tree with one hand and threads the other through my hair while I bob my head on his cock.
“God, I needed this. Teagan, look at me.”
I look up at him and keep working his dick with my hand and mouthsucking, licking, and stroking him, taking as much of him as I can until I gag on it. He watches me through hooded lids, fluttering open and closed, his mouth slightly open.
“You’re doing so good, Teagan,” he rasps. “Fuck, your mouth was made for this, baby.”
Despite how fucked up this all is, his words have me wet and squeezing my thighs together, and I moan around his cock.
“You like that, baby? You look so pretty covered in dirt and blood,” he says, rocking his hips against me. “Almost as good as you look covered in my cum.”
He tightens his grip around my hair and thrusts his massive cock into my mouth hard and fast. I dig my nails into his thighs and try my best to breathe through my nose.
Tears leak from the corners of my eyes as the head hits deep in the back of my throat. I squeeze them shut.
“Fuck,” he groans. “That’s it, baby. You’re going to swallow every last drop. Look at me and nod if you understand.”
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