10:57pm
Los Angeles, CA.
Lorena's place
Tossing her bag aside, Lorena crashed herself on the couch, "Ah, that was a real cool party."
Crashing next to her, Lisa groaned, "Oh damn, I enjoyed myself to the fullest."
"Seriously, I've never been so fucked this hard on my life before." When Lisa chuckled, Lorena added, "I cried my name, I can't even believe it." She rolled her eyes.
Pointing at her, Lisa drunkenly gasped, "Ah, you bet had another round twice like I did."
"The money was huge." Lorena shrugged and shamelessly added, "Gat to give in as he keeps igniting the pleasure."
"Hmm," Lisa grinned foolishly. Almost wagging off her seat, she narrowed her eyes, "Who's that guy on white seated next to you?"
Lorena frowned, looked at her both sides and laughed before waving her hand across Lisa's face, "Hello? Has your drunken monkey sense of humor affected you this bad?"
"No Lorena, I might be drunk but I know what I'm seeing. It's a familiar face--Ah wait, isn't that your son Liam holding a knife right on your chest? The guy seem to be sobered."
Lorena widened her eyes in shock and stood up from her seat. She placed her hand on her chest. Her heart pounded faster than she could count. "That's unbelievable, Lisa. I killed Liam in the morning."
"Huh?" Lisa was about to say something further while Lorena was explaining things but she held her throat after feeling a strange choke on her neck.
"Yes, I sent some gunmen, professional assassinators to execute him out of this world." She laughed wickedly and gloated. "Didn't he said he was too smart and brave to retort? Ah, well let's-" She stopped midway and frowned when Lisa's head cocked to one side with blood licking out of her half parted lips.
Slowly making her way towards her lifeless best friend, Lorena pushed her head with the tip of her finger. Lisa's body rolled off from the couch and fell helplessly on the tiled floor.
Widening her eyes in shock, she threw her both hands into her mouth and gasped, "Oh my God, Lisa, wh--ahhh!" She slowly fell down on her knees. She can't move, felt like her bones got dislocated from the joints.
She's running out of strength. Is this death? Is this the end of her? What about her plans to carry out on some certain people?
Lorena parted her lips in search of air. Her lungs is very unable to supply her the type of air she needs. She's wailing, screaming, shouting, yelling. The pain is great. Who can help her? Who can come in to save her?
Her legs, she slowly wedged herself upwards and touched them. Think they are paralyzed. Is she now handicap? No, no, no, she can't be. She has never felt this way in her life. Muscle-bump? No, don't think so. It's hurting. Her best friend Lisa is bleeding and lying dead next to her. Her expensive fancy dress has been ruined with clot of bloodstains.
She cocked her head to one side. Someone is standing next to her. He is familiar. He is on a white garment which has spot of bloodstains allover. It's her son Liam.
She had already confirmed that he was dead. Of course he was. But right now she could see through him. He frowned at her.
He is by the exist door to the foyer's passage. He is fading away gradually but his presence is still there. He stood and watched her beg for help. He watched her scream her soul out for forgiveness.
Yes, he likes it. Let her suffer. He had given her an attack she can never get away with. This pain will bring her sorrow for sending him to an early grave he didn't prepare for. This pain will make her regret all her evil deeds.
Just right then, some few men rushed in. They passed Liam at the door post but none could smell or see him around. All they could see at the moment was the dead woman constantly bleeding and the other side her screaming.
It's like she can't walk and the men ran to help her out. Why some took Lisa's body away, others called an ambulance and rushed Lorena out of the mansion.
Liam stood by to watch the men auction the two devilish women away. After knowing that none was in the mansion, he faded his way into the thin air.
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