The violent snap my head made as it whipped forward then bounced off the airbag was creating havoc inside my head.
All I could hear was a horn, muffled by the heavy droplets of rain that was flooding the inside of the vehicle. Carefully, I found the strength to unbuckle myself, then attempted to open the driver’s door, only to find it jammed shut and not budging. My only hope of escape was to crawl through the jagged shards of glass sticking out of the windshield. I gripped the steering wheel, then very weakly pulled myself up and out of the newly formed hole in my perfectly good car.
Agony ripped through me as my wrists impaled themselves on a few jagged pieces of glass, cutting a line perfectly down the vein of my forearms.
Blood trickled out of the wounds, gurgling out of me as if it was retreating from my betraying body and ridding itself of dead weight.
Crawling over the hood, I found myself on the muddy embankment, clawing at the dirt as it melted beneath my hands.
After what felt like an eternity, I found myself back on solid ground—solid, mushy ground, that slurped and squished beneath my footing.
I was losing too much blood, and even though I could’ve attempted to cover up my wounds and try to stop the bleeding, I let the crimson liquid leak from my body, allowing the universe to do its worst.
“IS THIS WHAT YOU WANTED!” I shouted up to the heavens. “For me to die and beg for your mercy?”
My body collapsed, dizziness overtaking me as I fell to the ground. A bolt of lightning zapped off in the distance, and the sound of thunder roared through my ears, alerting me to the storm that was brewing on top of me.
I was going to die out here.
Alone.
Forgotten.
A fitting end to the betraying bitch I had become. The avid cheater who slowly turned a whole club against the only man she swore to love indefinitely. A man so filled with rage that he would kill everyone close to him just to get his revenge.
And what did my revenge bring me besides confusion and pain? How could I go from only loving one man, to loving so many?
As I clawed at the ground, my fingers digging into the muddy earth below me, staring up at the sky that lit up with bolts of jagged lightning, my thoughts went back to the men who had changed my life forever.
Pain hit my heart when my mind drifted to the man who lost his life because of me, the man I forced into a situation he should’ve never been a part of in the first place.
This blood was a symbol of my decaying soul. And now God was punishing me for all the mortal sins I so blatantly slung in his face.
The lust and passion I felt for the men who were off limits to me.
The greed I endured while gathering them to be my own personal fucked up harem, as Sabbath called it.
The wrath that consumed me as hate took over my heart, calling out for vengeance against the man I pledged my life to, and needing justice to be served to him for straying on me.
The fucking envy I felt in my core when I watched the other women make him feel things I couldn’t anymore, slowly taking him away from me.
The gluttony as I engorged myself on muscled meat, enjoying the treasure trove of cock my pussy so eagerly consumed.
I was stewing in my own goddamn pride, delusional grandeur ruling my whole being as that cocky sense of vindication became all I thirsted for. I was stupid to think I had won the war. I was stupid to believe my sins wouldn’t catch up with me. Now I was sluggishly crawling across the ground, refusing to fight for this miserable life I created, invoking my inner sloth as my sins swallowed me whole.
One fucking sin for every man I used to even the score. Only, I wasn’t even. Sabbath was still in the lead, adding to his fuck account like he was Scrooge McDuck swimming in a bank vault of money.
It was all for naught. And now I was going to die out here in the middle of nowhere, bleeding out in the middle of a ditch.Wait, is that a house?My bleary eyes focused on the outline of a building. The faint glow of light filtered out through a crack in the curtain.
Someone was home.
Someone who could save me.
But why would there be a house in the middle of nowhere? And why was I now only a few feet away from the doorstep?
It wouldn’t matter if I crawled up the creaking steps or not, my time was fading fast, and I was seconds away from slipping away completely. I could almost feel my unborn child up in heaven reaching out for me, calling out for the mother he never received. Is this what Hell actually felt like? To feel the presence of those you wronged, but still feel their undying love even if you didn’t deserve it? I was sinking even further into my own personal purgatory, driving myself to inner madness as agonizing pain took over me.
“Is this what you wanted?” I shouted.