Merciless by Heleyne Hammersley

Author:Heleyne Hammersley [Hammersley, Heleyne]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bloodhound Books
Published: 2018-06-01T05:00:00+00:00

A minute later, the door slammed followed by the gate.

Dennis’s eyes opened again and he gave her a weak smile.

‘Might win an Oscar if I keep this up, eh?’

‘What…? You…?’ Caroline couldn’t quite form a sentence. He’d been faking. He knew exactly where he was and what was happening and he’d been acting. He tried to pull himself into a sitting position, failed on the first attempt and tried again. Caroline stepped closer and pulled one of his pillows into a more comfortable position behind his back. The action was almost instinctive; she didn’t care if he was comfortable or not but shock had made her incapable of coherent thought.

‘Did you like that? I didn’t lay it on too thick, did I?’ He smiled again, a ghastly rictus that exposed his naked gums.

‘What the hell are you doing?’ she managed to ask.

‘Same as you,’ he said. ‘Just thought you should know that we can both play games. I know what you’re doing, Caroline. I know that you want me dead; you just don’t have the balls to go through with it. All this arguing and tormenting me. It’s not to make me suffer; it’s because you’re scared to do away with me. You always were a mouse.’

‘Why didn’t you tell Bren?’ Caroline asked, hearing a tremble in her voice. Was he right? Was she afraid?

He sneered at her, one side of his face curling up into a nest of wrinkles. ‘What would be the fun in that?’

‘You bastard!’ she screamed, grabbing the pillow that lay next to his head and pushing it down onto his face. ‘You fucker!’

She pressed down, hard. His hands reached up and grasped her wrists and she stiffened, prepared for a struggle but instead, she felt him pulling her hands more tightly down onto the pillow. He wanted this.

‘No!’ she gasped. ‘Not like this. I’m not going to make it that easy.’ Images of her research flashed in front of her eyes. Petechial haemorrhages, fibres in his mouth. She’d be caught.

Chest heaving, she pulled the pillow back from his face and was met with a triumphant smile.

‘I knew you didn’t have the guts for this, you spineless little cunt,’ Dennis spat.

She put the pillow back, holding it with one hand while she curled the other into a fist and pounded her father’s face through the thick layer of foam. He struggled. She leaned across him, using her weight to keep his upper body relatively still as she smashed her fist into the pillow again and again.

‘Had enough?’ she yelled.

He stopped struggling and went limp beneath her. There was no smile when she removed the pillow, instead his face was contorted with pain and there was blood around his nose.

Caroline quickly stripped off the pillowcase, intending to wash the blood off as soon as she could. She staggered to the bathroom, still breathing heavily, and ran cold water on a flannel before rushing back to Dennis’s bedside.

As she reached out to clean his face, his eyes opened and met hers.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.