Aurora
1422 Words
Prim froze, her hand still on the door’s handle.
“Close it.” Aurora commanded. Her eyes were unnaturally bright, nothing like Prim had ever seen.
“Where did you get that? A Halloween shop?” She said as she closed the door.
Aurora had shown she was capable of evil things at her wedding yesterday. She would not push her to add murder to that list.
With any luck, if she could talk and talk, that would attract the Alexakis guard to come see what was taking her so long.
“You think this is a toy gun?” Aurora smirked.
“Yes.”
“Want to find out?”
“Look, this is playing out like a badly scripted soap opera,” Prim said. “What do you want? Julian is not here. And I doubt you are Egan’s type.”
She doubted anyone was his type. That Greek statue. He paid more attention to his laptop than he did any human.
“Egan. I found out he is the Alexakis heir.” Aurora said.
“Fast work. Thank you for the information. But that is my husband. You don’t think I would know that by now?”
“You think that is the end. The abandoned bride marries the billionaire, and they live happily ever after?” Aurora said, in a low voice that made the hairs on Prim's arms stand.
“That would be a bad soap opera title.” She responded, determined not to get shaken by Aurora’s behavior.
She hoped that guard was not still out there blushing at the memory of the thong. He better snap out of it and come save her.
“I know humor is your way of coping in strange situations. But stop it, you are getting on my last nerve.”
“I still have to pee. In fact, I cannot hold it in much longer. So tell me what you want. Or, I can go do my business, return, and we skip to the park to discuss over ice cream.”
“Shut up!” Aurora yelled. “Your main character syndrome will not help you out of this today.”
Prim scoffed. “Me? Main character syndrome. Coming from someone who was f*cking the groom on his wedding day?”
“That is the least you deserve.”
This finally made Prim furious.
“You ingrate. You are doing all this because of three years ago? I saved your life!” She yelled.
“You destroyed my life, you self-absorbed brat.” Aurora yelled back, pushing the gun dangerously close to Prim’s temple.
“I should have let him kill you.”
“That is the problem. You act like you knew Freddie better than me. Freddie would not have harmed me.”
“So those bruises and fractured bones were not enough harm?” Prim said in disbelief.
“Was that worth taking his life for?”
“You say that like I was his jail mate who stuck the knife in him.”
“You are just as guilty,” Aurora screamed in frustration. “You sent him there.”
“Your father sent him there.” Prim fired back, getting even more furious by the second.
Where the hell was that stupid guard?
“You cannot absolve yourself of Freddie’s murder. You may not have stuck that knife in him, but you killed him. You killed my Freddie.”
“Your Freddie, Aurora. He almost beat you to death. I was your best friend. You really expected me to watch you throw your life away?” Prim could not believe she was having this conversation.
The images of the countless times she would get to Aurora’s dorm to meet her passed out, bruised and bleeding on the floor were still vivid in her mind. She still had nightmares about them.
“MY LIFE!” Aurora grounded out. “My life. It was mine to throw away or not. You had no right to tell my parents about it.”
“They saved you. You would have died if you eloped with that idiot.” Prim spat, pushing away from Aurora.
She doubted the woman was here to kill her. If she was, she would have done so already.
And she was done with this meaningless conversation.
Grandma Alexakis was waiting for her, and she still had to go visit mamita before Egan got off from work.
“I lost my life because of your little heroic moment, Prim. You caused my disinheritance, and did not even notice that I have had to scrape by for years.”
“Isn’t that Miu Miu you are wearing?” Prim sneered. “And you call those Louis Vee boots scraping by? Go touch grass, Aurora.”
“We will. In fact, we'll both have a mud bath before I kill you.” Aurora began to close the distance between them, her eyes glassy.
Prim decided she no longer felt like peeing.
She side-stepped Aurora, and in the woman’s distraction, knocked the gun out of her hand.
She was not strong, nor trained a fighter by any means. But she would be damned before someone like Aurora with her silver spoon could overpower her.
Prim quickly kicked the gun far under the sink as Aurora bent for it, and hurried out the door.
She stopped short when she found herself before the weird man from earlier.
“What are you..” She started to say, when they both heard a shout.
“Hey, you!”
She turned.
Finally, the guard had come out of his lingerie daydream.
But a loud sound that temporarily made her deaf went off, and the guard's face became an ugly mass of blood.
She screamed just as the guards fell with a loud thud.
She felt a blow to her head, and saw twinkling stars as she fell to the ground.
AURORA
Aurora gasped and quickly placed her hand over her mouth.
The weird looking man glanced around, looking for where the sound had come from.
Aurora backed away from the crack in the door.
He had heard her.
This dangerous looking weirdo would burst in at any moment and take her out too.
She stood, shaking.
Her gun under the sink was useless. There was no way she could reach it now thanks to that b***h.
She deserved to die. She hoped the man killed her.
Her head suddenly snapped up when she realized she could not hear anything anymore.
She nervously crept back to the door and looked through the crack.
She saw nothing except the empty wall directly opposite. She inhaled, opened the door a little wider and craned her neck around it.
She managed to catch a glimpse of the man walking out, with Prim slung over his shoulder.
Then her eyes fell to the dead man on the floor, staring sightlessly at the roof.
A strangled scream escaped her throat, as her whole body shook.
She closed the door and ran to the sink, crying and retching.
She had better leave this place before the police arrive.
She paused, her hand stopping under the running sink water.
Leaving would be all too suspicious.
The security camera would show she was in here around the time the murder happened, and they would find her gun, and learn of what happened yesterday at the wedding, and she would be the biggest suspect.
No.
She frowned and cursed.
Why did that b***h keep messing up her life? She wanted to hurt her so bad, but she would not let herself suffer for something she did not do.
She dialed 911 and told them all she had seen, exaggerated her tears, and said she was too scared to step out of the restroom.
“Bastards.” She cursed as she hung up.
Oh, how she hated Prim.
It seemed the b***h had other enemies. Who else had she wronged that would go to this length to kidnap her?
She smiled as an evil idea crossed her mind. This would teach the b***h.
She hesitated only for a minute.
“Hello Ms Mia.” She said, bursting into tears.
It was a good thing no one had told the woman yet that she was responsible for yesterday's troubles.
“It’s Prim. We were talking.. Prim.. Prim..” She wailed again, as the women encouraged her from the other end of the phone to speak up.
“Prim is dead.” She said finally.
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