Chapter 25

“Run, dear, but remember – wherever you go, I’ll be right behind you.”

—PENNYWISE, IT (2017)

I was going to kill her. No, I was going to fuck her, then I was going to kill her. She ran . Running was definitely against the rules. If I hadn’t known I was obsessed before, it was clear now. After Shem had taken her away and I had dealt with Rafael, I went to work murdering the assholes that had touched her.

It took me less than an hour to hunt them down. I sliced them open and pulled their guts out in the street, leaving them out in the open for all to see.

This is what happens if you touch what is mine.

Once that was taken care of, I collected Lilith’s things and arrived at her apartment to find it empty. I snarled in rage and whipped out my phone.

Reaver:

Where the fuck are you, deathtrap?

I waited a few moments, and… nothing.

Suddenly, I caught a shimmer of white in the corner of my eye. I spun around to find her little ghost watching me with a worried look on her face.

“Where did she go?” I snapped, and the ghost just flickered in and out of focus. “If you don’t tell me where the fuck she went, I will drag your sad little ass to Hell and stuff you in a cell with Stalin and Hitler,” I threatened. The bitch caved in less than a minute.

‘ West. She was going west,’ the spirit informed me.

Good. That narrowed it down a lot. Lilith didn’t have a car, and there was only one westbound train that operated this late. I smirked. She was going to be so fucking pissed when I found her and reminded her who she fucking belonged to.

I couldn’t wait.

Reaver:

Your little ghost snitched you out. You can’t run from me.

Still nothing. She was either ignoring me or had blocked me. Both were going to get her bent the fuck over. I snarled and texted Shem.

Reaver:

Get the bed ready for her. She tried to fucking run.

Shem:

Maybe you should try to talk to her. Chaining her to the bed is just going to piss her off.

Reaver:

Good. We can be pissed off together.

I put my phone away, tore out of her apartment, and hopped on my bike. I was going to catch her, then fuck her, and God himself couldn’t fucking stop me.

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